Reborn in 1977

Chapter 332: The Training Class Begins

The plan was set, and just as everyone was eager to get started, they suddenly stopped.

The reason was simple: the rainy season had arrived!

The raindrops fell from the sky, not heavy rain, just a fine drizzle, dense and gentle, just like the song said, the rain here turns into threads, falling into the pond in circles and circles.

The work of painting the exterior walls had to be suspended, not to mention the brick kiln, which had to wait until the rainy season passed, and then... wasn't there also the double harvest?

So, they had to wait for the double harvest to end, and then... wasn't it time to pick cotton again?

Chen Fan, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, rode leisurely on his little mare, passing through the fields.

He left the work arrangements of the production team to Secretary Yang and the others, just wondering when he would have running water.

It was a pity that carrying water no longer improved his physique and strength attributes, otherwise, he would definitely not use running water!

Along the roadsides in the farmland, there were many figures scattered in the fields, busy at work. Like Chen Fan, they wore bamboo hats and raincoats, but they didn't have horses to ride, instead bending over to work in the fields.

Rainy days meant they couldn't paint exterior walls or build kilns to fire bricks, but the farm work couldn't be delayed.

The rainy season was the time for early rice to flower and pollinate, and its growth directly affected the yield. At the same time, they had to cultivate seedlings and transplant late rice.

The rainy season, from mid-April to mid-May in the lunar calendar, not only brought abundant rain but also could turn the rain into floods, and also breed various diseases and pests.

Therefore, the commune members needed to patrol the fields frequently. If they found any signs of waterlogging, they had to immediately drain the water to prevent the rice from being drowned.

If the rice seedlings were submerged to a certain height for more than 3 days, they might die.

Moreover, there were also techniques for drainage. On rainy days, all the water could be drained at once, but if there were occasional sunny days, a layer of shallow water should be left. The measure of this had to be well controlled.

In addition, the commune members had to rely on their tireless patrols and labor in the fields for tasks such as sowing and replanting late rice, classifying seedlings for supplementary fertilization, and strengthening the prevention and control of diseases, pests, and weeds.

Rice was the production team's main crop, but that didn't mean the commune members only needed to take care of the rice.

They also had to drain water and harvest early-maturing corn and soybeans in a timely manner, manage the vegetables in front of and behind their houses, and cut pasture, boil earthworms, and clean cages to prevent diseases for chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits. …

Just thinking about how much farm work the commune members had to do, even the older children had to participate in the labor, and then thinking about how he had been drinking tea at home for 3 days, Chen Fan felt ashamed and decided to ride his horse to work.

Yesterday, he had called Zhang Wenliang and asked him to gather the "prospective teachers" to prepare to teach junior high school knowledge and the contents of the "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry."

Now he was going to work.

Soon he arrived at the brigade headquarters. As soon as he entered the front yard, he heard the noise coming from inside.

Chen Fan couldn't help but be curious. He quickened his pace and went inside, first hanging up his bamboo hat and raincoat, then taking a few more steps forward, he saw everyone in the conference room.

In addition to the 12 veterinarians who came to attend the class, Zhang Cuie, and several students from the previous girls' tutoring class, there were also 12 militia squad leaders and the militia directly under the brigade headquarters.

Unsurprisingly, Secretary Yang and the others were also there.

Chen Fan walked over and took a look, and suddenly understood, "Are you teaching first aid knowledge?"

In the middle of the crowd, Zhang Wenliang and Zhang Juemin cooperated with each other, demonstrating the key points of first aid that had been revised by the prefectural committee.

Secretary Yang heard Chen Fan's words, turned around and glanced at him, nodding and smiling, "Yesterday Sanhu received your call saying that you were going to start the class again, and we discussed it and decided to call over the militia platoon leaders and the militia squad leaders of each team to give them a lecture on first aid knowledge."

Zhang, the captain next to him, said seriously, "After they learn it, they have to go back and teach it to the people in their own teams. This first aid knowledge came from our Lujiawan after all. It would be a joke if even our own people in Lujiawan didn't know it."

Chen Fan's face was a little stiff, and he explained in a low voice, "Only one kind was my own idea, the others were the joint efforts of the experts from the Health Department."

Captain Zhang, "One kind counts. Besides, if it weren't for you, would they have thought of organizing these first aid methods themselves?"

Chen Fan decisively shut his mouth and stopped talking.

There was no way to explain this to him.

Ye Shubao then said, "Another thing is that we considered that if the veterinarian is not in the team and is giving lectures at the school, if there is a sudden situation in the team, these militiamen can temporarily take over."

Chen Fan nodded in understanding, "That's a good idea."

At this time, An Quan suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Why do I feel that listening to you is very different from listening to them?"

Chen Fan looked at him, then looked at Zhang Wenliang and Zhang Juemin, who were lying on the ground performing vigorously, and said with a pursed mouth, "It shouldn't be. They have demonstrated it more than a dozen times, and they also cooperated when I was lecturing. There's no difference."

An Quan frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Wenliang and the others, "Is that so?"

Chen Fan was about to speak when Ye Shubao suddenly called a stop, "You two take a break, let Little Chen come and lecture, and you cooperate."

Zhang Wenliang turned his head and realized that Chen Fan had arrived. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, got up and said, "You've come at the right time, quickly give them a lecture."

Chen Fan naturally had no objections. He didn't even need lecture notes. Starting with the first method for clearing airway obstructions, he readily shared various first aid knowledge and key points, quickly covering all the material.

After finishing, An Quan immediately said, "It's different, definitely different. Did you all notice? When Teacher Chen lectures, I understand everything as soon as I hear it, and I can basically remember all the key points. I don't get that feeling when those two lecture."

Zhang Wenliang's face darkened. "Can you praise someone without stepping on me?"

As soon as he said this, the whole room burst into soft laughter.

Zhang Juemin, on the other hand, adopted a 'nothing to lose' attitude, wiping his sweat to the side. "Let me do it, sure, but let me lecture? It's practically taking half my life!"

No one felt there was anything wrong with this. Teacher Chen was a teacher; it was only natural that he lectured well and was easy to understand. Zhang Juemin was just a barefoot doctor, and Zhang Wenliang was even more of a rough soldier. It was good enough that they could speak fluently; how could they compare to Teacher Chen?

What they didn't know was that Teacher Chen was only able to achieve this effect because he had the teaching skill buff.

After the first aid knowledge instruction ended, the militiamen dispersed noisily, leaving only the veterinarians and Zhang Cuie in the meeting room.

In total, there were exactly 20 people.

Chen Fan didn't say much and went straight to the point. "You all know what's going on, right? The village school is expanding. The situation where you used to have to go to the commune for higher grades will be changed by you."

Hearing this, everyone's expression became somewhat complicated.

Or rather, somewhat sentimental.

If they had had such conditions before, they might still be in school, right?! Back then, they might not have had the opportunity to be recommended to vocational schools or universities, but their fate might have been completely different.

For example, with a junior high or high school diploma, it would be easier to learn a craft, and master craftsmen would be more likely to take them in, which would be better than farming in the production team.

Chen Fan glanced at them and continued, "Before, the village school only had two grades. After finishing them, you either had to go to the commune's complete primary school to continue your studies, or you had to leave school.

Most people left school and gave up learning, and in the future, they would probably only be able to work in the production team. But you are different. Whether you studied veterinary medicine before or are here today to learn junior high school math and science, you all have a second chance to choose.

And the reason you are able to stand here is first and foremost thanks to yourselves. It is your persistent learning that has allowed you to seize this opportunity."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this.

They all liked to read books. Even if they dropped out of school and stayed at home, they didn't change their habit of finding books to read and continuing to learn. Otherwise, they definitely wouldn't be among the people sitting here.

Now, with Teacher Chen's help, they had greatly improved. Some were brigade veterinarians, some were team veterinarians, and Zhang Cuie had also become a reserve broadcaster, doing the work of a formal broadcaster. "Washing her feet and going ashore" was only a matter of time.

With those people as examples, the other 7 girls were also full of hope. With the support of their families, they came here to continue learning with Teacher Chen.

In fact, the "Girls' Study Group" initially organized by Yang Xingxiu had more than a dozen people at the time, with Zhang Cuie as the tutor. But now, only 7 had come, which showed that just having the opportunity to learn didn't mean you could continue learning.

Family obstruction and personal abandonment were both part of the reason.

Everyone who was able to stay was a lucky one, and naturally, they would cherish this opportunity even more.

Chen Fan was still pumping them up. "Now that the village school is expanding, we need a group of temporary teachers to go and support it. If the effect can reach expectations, maybe in two or three years, some of you will be transferred to become full-time primary school teachers, or even junior high school teachers.

Even if the desired effect is not achieved, it will still be the same as now, with everyone taking turns to teach.

But compared to before, more people will benefit no matter what. As long as we can persevere and build the school, everyone becoming a formal unified worker is only a matter of time."

Saying that, he suddenly shouted, "Do you have the confidence to learn well?"

Everyone was startled and then replied in unison, "Yes."

"Good."

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction. "Now, you guys arrange the desks and chairs. Next, we will officially start the class."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone acted, and soon they arranged the long tables into a classroom-style layout, and then sat down, looking at Chen Fan in front with hopeful faces.

Chen Fan smiled slightly and pointed to Zhang Cuie, saying, "Since it's a study group, there must be a class monitor. During the study period, Zhang Cuie will be the class monitor."

Everyone had no objections and applauded in agreement.

Zhang Cuie stood up with a red face, bowed to everyone, and expressed her attitude in a very characteristic way of the times, "I will definitely study hard and work with everyone to contribute to the construction of the village school."

Applause rang out again.

Chen Fan waited for the applause to stop, and without even taking out the textbook, he began to lecture.

Outside, it was drizzling, nurturing the growth of rice seedlings. In the temporary classroom, it was bustling, and each student was absorbing nutrients like rice seedlings.

Chen Fan took the chalk and wrote lines of words on the blackboard.

He wanted to see how many of these people could become successful.