Reborn in 1977

In less than an hour, Chen Fan returned fully loaded.

Several pheasants, a badger (the kind Run Tu stabs, a 'zha'), plus a little raccoon dog – that was his harvest for the day.

As soon as he returned, the girls swarmed forward to take the game and prepare it. Jiang Lili lagged behind and happened to see Chen Fan pull a cat out of the cloth bag.

She widened her eyes, "A cat?"

The implication being, could that be eaten?

An Quan had already bought pork from the commune and returned. He was now standing with his hands behind his back, teasing the pandas outside the panda enclosure fence. Hearing the commotion, he came over, shaking his head and saying, "No matter how good your cooking is, I won't eat cat meat."

Chen Fan replied, "I'm not doing it. Liu Dan and the others are cooking today."

Then he pinched the raccoon dog a couple of times. The raccoon dog, which had been pretending to be dead, couldn't keep it up any longer and looked at him pitifully, "Meow."

Heaven have mercy, it had only come out to find something to eat. As a result, it hadn't even filled its stomach before being knocked unconscious by a stone and then, upon waking, being declared his pet by the person in front of it.

A pet was fine, but what was with being put in a bag with a bunch of dead guys?

An initiation?

Then, looking to the side, a brutal bird stood on the roof, staring at it without even blinking. Two dogs were panting with their tongues out, even drooling?

Looking at the woods not far away, a long, long snake was flicking its tongue and then swallowed a mouse in one gulp…

The little raccoon dog decisively turned its head to look at its owner and obediently "meowed" again. It was just about to roll over on its back when it realized it was still being held by its owner, so it could only call out pitifully again, "Meow."

Chen Fan didn't even look at it, but only said to Jiang Lili, "Get a basin of water. I'll give it a bath."

Jiang Lili was stunned again, "A bath?"

Chen Fan held up the little raccoon dog, his eyes full of distaste. "I didn't kill it with one stone just now. This thing can't be eaten, and it's not easy to release. I'll keep it to catch mice, but it's not as useful as Da Hua."

Da Hua was the calico snake.

Speaking of this, Chen Fan curled his lips at Jiang Lili, "I can only clean it up and keep it at home as a pet, for companionship and to relieve boredom."

A pet?

Jiang Lili's eyes twitched slightly, and she pointed to the kitchen, "I'll go get the water."

With that, she turned and left.

An Quan walked up to Chen Fan and said softly, "She must be cursing you as a lunatic in her heart."

Chen Fan glanced at him, "Do you think everyone is as boorish as you? She's seen the world, okay."

Only then did An Quan remember that Jiang Lili was also from Yunhu, and her father had been a leader in a large factory. In terms of knowledge, she was not much worse than him.

Keeping dogs to guard the house and cats to catch mice was common sense. If someone kept an animal for fun, they would probably be arrested as a feudal remnant.

However, 20 years ago, there were quite a few people who kept pets. Cats and dogs were still the most common, but there were also all kinds of strange things.

Feng Zikai knew it, right? He kept a lot of pets, including ferocious geese, silkworms, chicks, ducklings, pigeons…, and he especially liked to draw portraits of cute pets with captions.

(Feng Zikai drawing his own cat)

So An Quan and Jiang Lili both knew the concept of pets. If it were Yang Ju and the others, they might be completely confused. What was a pet?

However, Chen Fan only dared to say it here. After going out, whoever asked would say it was kept to catch mice.

Well, generally people wouldn't ask what you were doing keeping a cat. Besides catching mice, what else could it do?

Jiang Lili quickly returned with the water. Chen Fan put the little raccoon dog in the water. Although the cat was afraid, it didn't dare to move.

After scrubbing it with soap and changing the water three times, the little raccoon dog was brand new.

What? A wound on its head?

It's okay, the soapy water is perfect for disinfecting.

He moved a chair over for it to sit on and bask in the sun. The food wasn't ready yet, so Chen Fan and An Quan sat beside it, each smoking a cigarette.

An Quan crossed his legs and said with emotion, "My heart has been up and down these past few days, and today it's finally settled."

He turned to look at Chen Fan, "I heard from San Hu that you plan to take the graduate entrance exam directly?"

Chen Fan nodded, "Going to college is boring. You have to stay in school for four years and can't go anywhere. Graduate school is more flexible. You can discuss it with the teacher, and if you pass the exam, you don't have to go to class. Then, under the banner of creative work, I can go back to Lu Jiawan and stay there, and then go wherever I want without any restrictions."

He didn't know if others could do it, but Teacher Guo and Teacher He had both guaranteed that it could be discussed. Otherwise, he would have gone to another school.

Since it's all sitting in jail, why not sit in a place with better prospects?!

An Quan shook his head when he heard his words, "Then why are you going to school? Anyway, you even rejected the cadres from the health department, and you don't want to have much development, so why do you need this diploma?"

Chen Fan smiled, "It's not the same."

Where it was different, he didn't say.

An Quan said again, "Okay, it's indeed different. Without this diploma, you're just an ordinary farmer, at most a farmer-writer. With this diploma, you're a full-time writer rooted in the countryside for field research. The identity is different, and everyone will look up to you."

After a pause, he let out a long breath, looked around, "Announcing the restoration of the college entrance examination, my heart has been put down, but another heart has been raised. Even you can receive the news more than a week in advance. How many people do you think got the news in advance? Have they already started reviewing?"

Chen Fan shrugged, "So what?"

He turned to look at An Quan, "You have to think like this. Regardless of whether or not you need to take the exam, they will definitely have a share of the enrollment quota. Even if there are five thousand, ten thousand, or even twenty thousand or thirty thousand people, does it affect you?"

An Quan was stunned for a moment, frowning and falling into deep thought.

Chen Fan continued, "Their biggest advantages are nothing more than two things: one is receiving the news in advance, and the other is reviewing in advance. You must understand one thing: two months ago, unless they had a family teacher, the content they learned was no different from that of students in Nanhai High School.

But how many families have vision and ability? How many children can automatically and independently study if all the conditions are prepared for them?

Moreover, the document clearly states that current students only account for about 30% of the total enrollment this year. Children from capable families have already gone to college. How many happen to be catching up with this college entrance examination?

Even if there are, they can only squeeze the quota for current students. The quota for social enrollment is what you need to strive for!"

Hearing this, An Quan suddenly saw the light, "The number of enrollments with connections is limited, and those without connections are the mainstream. Our competitors are actually ordinary people?!"

"That's right. The tracks are different. What are you worried about?"

Chen Fan nodded, leaned back in his chair, and said seriously, "And don't forget, this is the first year. I don't know what will happen in the future, but the first two times will definitely be relatively fair and comprehensively investigated, and everything will be done to prevent fraud. Otherwise, where will the superiors put their faces?"

An Quan nodded and smiled, "You see things clearly."

Chen Fan smiled, "It should be said that the bystander sees clearly. I'm not in the game, so I'm not a player in the game, and I can naturally see things more clearly."

After crossing over, he had almost never played the role of a fortune teller, at most only offering his analysis and opinions on small matters.

Including this college entrance examination, it was also Teacher Guo who revealed it to him. What did it have to do with him?!

That's why he was so fearless in spreading the news and arranging for Huang Ying, Yang Ju, Liu Dan, and Zhang Cuie to apply for Qingbei.

If the enrollment scope of Qingbei were not mainly local, giving very few places to each province, he would even dare to let everyone apply for Qingbei.

First of all, the difficulty of this year's college entrance examination papers is limited. Although there are three levels of difficulty: elementary, intermediate, and advanced, the overall difficulty is still low. But how many points did this year's candidates score in the exam?

Taking Anhui as an example, excluding the additional test subjects, the total full score of 500 points, the score of the first place in the province is only around 450 points. In the Fuyang area, there are more than 4,000 candidates, and only 4 people scored more than 400 points, 3 of whom are old educated youths from Shanghai.

Guo Fang, the top scorer in the capital's college entrance examination, is indeed powerful, but he is an educated youth from Inner Mongolia who only returned to the capital 25 days before the college entrance examination.

He had been a teacher in Inner Mongolia. Due to the lack of textbooks, he tried his best to recall the knowledge he had learned in school, wrote it down, and then taught it to the students. Moreover, all subjects were taught by him alone.

Of course, the content taught was also the knowledge points before the textbook was revised. To put it more directly, it was the set of politics, language, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, history, and geography.

So, in addition to himself, 3 other people in the class he taught also got into Peking University, and the number of people who got into other universities was not even counted.

In Inner Mongolia, four students from one class were admitted to Peking University, even using incomplete "second-hand" textbooks, which shows how low the students' knowledge reserves are this year.

And Chen Fan had at least urged these students from Lujiawan to study hard for more than half a year, using the Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry Self-Study Series, and even turning on the teaching halo during each lecture. If they can't even compare to Guo Fang's students, then they might as well all be sent back for remolding!

This is also why Teacher Guo and Teacher He were surprised by Yang Zhijun and the others' knowledge base after the assessment.

It's not that they are so amazing, it's that the current students' knowledge base is really poor.

Compared to other students, they don't seem like people from this era at all.

It's like that joke, when two people encounter a tiger, they don't need to run faster than the tiger, they just need to run faster than the other person.

From the day Chen Fan invited them to live safely, he had already obtained the university admission notice, but he just didn't know it yet.

Even those dozen or so educated youths from other places who moved into the Lujiawan library in advance were far ahead of 99% of the people.

Because after the media announced the news, many people took a week or even half a month to really confirm the news.

For example, Ge Zhaoguang, who was 27 years old at the time, moved to Guizhou with his parents in his early years, and later worked as a worker in the supply and marketing cooperative, running around the countryside to purchase goods all year round. Although he heard the broadcast on the 21st, he didn't confirm it until early November.

Even with less than a month to prepare, he still picked up his books again and specialized in mathematics, and finally was able to be admitted to the Classical Literature major of the Chinese Department of Peking University, because that was the only major in the Chinese Department of Peking University that was recruiting students in Guizhou that year, so he could only apply for that.

In this situation, there is no second reason other than the serious lack of knowledge reserves of this year's candidates.

A few words dispelled An Quan's doubts. After a big meal at noon, everyone went back to their rooms and slept soundly, simply wasting the afternoon and evening together.

The next day, they woke up and returned to the "hell learning mode" again.

Get up at 6 o'clock in the morning, finish washing up in 5 minutes, and then prepare breakfast.

While the steamed buns are in the steamer and the hot porridge is on the stove, start morning exercises at 6:15.

They practiced Baguazhang taught by Chen Fan.

But it's not any kind of Bagua, but a simple boxing technique that he created himself by combining Taijiquan and Baguazhang. There are only eight moves in total, which can exercise the whole body's muscles and bones.

The fighting aspect is relatively ordinary, even if you practice it until you are completely proficient, you can only beat two or three ordinary people at most, but it has one characteristic, that is, running away is very fast, the body sways and twists, unless it is a grappling master, it is difficult to catch.

Chen Fan didn't expect them to learn kung fu to do anything, so he created this small Baguazhang, and let them practice it as a radio exercise, at most, when they encounter bad guys, they can launch a surprise attack and then run away immediately.

Well, that's roughly the idea.

The moves are simple, but it is not easy to practice. Eight moves have to be practiced eight times, a total of 64 moves, and it takes more than 20 minutes to finish.

At this time, the steamed buns are also steamed, and the porridge is also cooked, so you can have breakfast.

After eating breakfast, wash the dishes and pots, and it's 6:50, when you officially start learning.

Chen Fan was not idle either, transforming into a "special education teacher", answering questions for them separately, but Huang Ying and the others didn't need to answer many questions, and most of the time they didn't need it.

As for An Quan and his wife, because they needed to learn from scratch, they specially set aside half an hour to teach them new lessons.

After finishing the class, he would go upstairs to write novels, and Jiang Lili would also put down her cultural lessons and go upstairs to learn painting for an hour, and then go downstairs to continue learning.

This continued until 12 o'clock at noon, and then the girls were responsible for cooking, Chen Fan was responsible for being in a daze, and An Quan chatted with Gun Gun to relieve boredom.

After eating, everyone went back to their rooms to rest and take a nap.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone got up and started the second exercise of the day.

They started learning at half past two, and Chen Fan ran to the brigade headquarters to see how Zhang Cuie and the others were learning, solve problems if there were any, and come back immediately to continue writing novels if there were no problems.

They made dinner at 6 o'clock in the evening, started evening self-study at 8 o'clock, and ended the whole day's study at 10:30.

But they couldn't rest at this time, because they had to carry out the third exercise of the day. After the exercise, they washed up separately, and went to bed on time at about 11 o'clock.

Then at 6 o'clock the next morning, repeat the process.

On the morning of the 22nd, Chen Fan heard the news of the resumption of postgraduate entrance examinations on the radio, only one day later than the announcement of the resumption of the college entrance examination.

He didn't care too much. Compared with the grand occasion of the college entrance examination, the attention to the postgraduate entrance examination was obviously much lower, and even the examination rules were not released. Let's continue to wait.

But on the 23rd, he was going to take people to the prefectural committee.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, at the Lujiawan pier, a dozen educated youths, 12 veterinarians, 7 female students in the study class, plus Jiang Lili, Huang Ying, Yang Ju, Liu Dan, Zhang Cuie, An Quan, and Yu Keying, all forty or so people who were preparing to register for the college entrance examination, gathered here, preparing to go to the prefectural committee to take photos.

Chen Fan squatted by the pier, with a translucent stone cigarette holder in his mouth, looking lazy, and said, "Actually, that assembled small boat can also be used, why do we have to wait for the big boat to come back?"

This stone cigarette holder is not jade, but a piece of translucent stone that he specially found from the pebbles by the river, and then carved himself with superb carving skills, so as not to bite a mouthful of broken tobacco every time he smokes.

Secretary Yang sat on a wooden stake and said angrily, "That small boat is for temporary emergency use. It's okay to load goods at ordinary times. Who are these people on the pier today? They are all scholars who are going to take the college entrance examination. When they pass the exam, one counts as one, they are all cadres. In the old days, they would be called Wenquxing. You want them to take a small boat? What are you thinking!"

After a pause, he said, "Registration hasn't even started yet, what are you in a hurry for? If you wait a few more days, the 10-meter big boat built by the 4th team will be launched, and you can go out directly on that boat, so why wait for the big boat to come back?"

Chen Fan's lips蠕动, the cigarette holder moved from left to right, "It's not that I'm in a hurry, Uncle Yang, do you know how many people are going to register for the college entrance examination? If there are several thousand people, if we don't rush to take photos now, when the exam time is officially announced, everyone will go to take photos in a swarm, will it be too late?"

Secretary Yang smacked his lips and didn't say anything.

Captain Zhang next to him chuckled, "When have you ever won an argument with him?"

Zhang Wenliang shrank to the side and didn't say anything.

But even though he didn't say anything, trouble came to his door.

Secretary Yang, who had nowhere to vent his anger, stared at him, "You're not registering, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Wenliang was very innocent, "I didn't want to come, Xiao Chen asked me to come."

Secretary Yang frowned, "You don't want to come to such a big thing, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Wenliang was immediately dumbfounded.

Should I come? Or shouldn't I come?

Chen Fan said with a憋着 smile, "So many people are going to the prefectural committee today, it's not okay if no one is in charge. Later, let Brother Sanhu lead the team. The people in our team all服 him. As for the educated youths, An Quan is also in charge, so we can try to ensure everyone's safety."

Secretary Yang nodded, "Yes, yes, you are still considering everything carefully."

While speaking, a large boat upstream突突突 sailed over, with a flag on top, which read "Luwan No. 2".

As for Luwan No. 1, it is naturally the previous assembled small boat.

Chen Fan's special yacht is Luwan No. 3. He wanted to reject this vulgar name, but the money for this boat was paid by the team, and the owner on the boat certificate is also the Lujiawan Brigade, so he was embarrassed to speak up.

And the self-made 10-meter wooden boat that will be launched in a few days will naturally be Luwan No. 4.

I just don't know when that boat will be useful.

When the boat docked, Zhang Wenliang immediately招呼 people to board the boat.

Chen Fan jumped on his special yacht.

Following him on the boat were Jiang Lili, Huang Ying, Yang Ju, Liu Dan, and An Quan and his wife.

An Quan sat in the passenger seat, and several girls sat in the back. Chen Fan started the yacht, and biu slowly drove out in front of the big wooden boat.