Old Four was very busy at home, washing clothes and cooking. She did all the same.
Li Xiaomei was holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, sending them to her mouth and saying, "My brother never lets me do these things at home."
Four was rubbing the sheets hard in the big basin and said helplessly, "You're lucky. Come and help me wring the water. I can't do it alone."
The sheets needed to be washed. How could she move them by herself?
Li Xiaomei put the melon seeds in her pocket and reached out to pull the other end of the sheets.
Four pushed her hand away, "Wash your hands, Li Qiuhong. Your hands are black when you hold the melon seeds."
Li Qiuhong was Li Xiaomei's scientific name. It hadn't been a long time, but the two of them had become very familiar with each other. Probably because they were about the same age and had a casual temperament, she was willing to play with Li Bing as long as it was time to rest. "Let's go to a movie, shall we?"
"What movie?" Four had gone to the cinema with Li Qiuhong several times and liked watching movies.
Li Qiuhong helped Four hang the sheets on the rope and said, "Rambo, played by Stallone. It's a new blockbuster imported from the United States. Many of my classmates have seen it. It's very good."
"I don't think so. I'm cleaning up my room." Lao Si bought a bunch of colorful posters and pink wallpapers. She stuck them on the wall with glue. She thought that it was trendy and beautiful. Her room was already a pink world.
When she was in her hometown, she squeezed into a room with Five. She couldn't put anything safely and had no personal space. Now that she had her own world, she could do whatever she wanted.
Li Qiuhong saw that she didn't want to go, and it was meaningless for her to go alone, so she stayed to help her clean up the room.
The two of them climbed up and down and arranged a series of small lights, flickering as if they were decorating a New Year's party.
Lao Si also disliked the dark colors of the furniture in the house, so he and Li Qiuhong went to the front and back courtyards to pick out the nicer colors of the furniture. The two of them were carrying a hundred pounds of red sandalwood, but they were not afraid of getting tired.
Li He couldn't bear to look at this kawaii-style house. Anyway, the house was given to her, so she could do whatever she wanted.
However, when he saw that Four had locked the small cabinet in the room, he almost couldn't help but ask, "Who are you guarding against?"
In the end, he still held it back. Girls in puberty all needed their own privacy. Wasn't his own daughter the same? When his daughter in puberty met Zhang Wanting in menopause, it was simply a world war.
He remembered that after his daughter turned 15 or 16 years old, she seemed to listen to it, but later on, it became like good advice was unpleasant to the ear. Once she was dissatisfied, she would either smash and hit, or close the door to the room, and even refuse to eat. As for Zhang Wanting, nothing she did was pleasing to the eye. She was upset, restless, and sometimes even felt like she was going to go crazy.
Li He thought that serving a girl was much easier than serving a daughter.
However, when he thought about Five, his scalp went numb again. She might be able to get into middle school, but there might be more trouble in the future. Thinking about her getting into high school and university was purely thinking too much. He was thinking that Five could get into middle school safely, and that was already a comfort.
Seeing the two girls grow from little girls into outstanding young ladies, he felt a sense of achievement and satisfaction in his heart.
At night, when Li He saw that Four was reading an extracurricular book, he immediately put it away for her.
"What are you doing?" Four was dissatisfied, and she was just getting excited.
Li He said, "If you have the ability, go read the English original."
Four said, "It's not like you don't know my English level."
Li He said patiently, "Do you know what the biggest problem with these books is?"
"The joys and sorrows in the books are really real." Four also managed to deal with it. She didn't want to have this kind of discussion with her brother, it felt awkward no matter how she looked at it. "Return the book to me."
"Do you know what it means to pick up the words of others? This book is just picking up the words of others, and it's just a farfetched interpretation. It's a peddler of Western ideas. Using one's personal experience and subjective feelings to explain the magnificent history is the most shameless behavior. You must know that you can't infer universality from a single person, and you can't use feelings to replace the laws of history. "
These were the best-selling books that Li He was talking about. They were best at using the warm side to sell their personal goods.
"What is the main contradiction in our society right now?"
"The political book has said it eight hundred times." Four was a little impatient with Li He's long-winded words.
"At the current stage, the main contradiction in our society is the contradiction between the people's increasing material and cultural needs and the backward social production. This main contradiction runs through the entire process of our country's primary stage of socialism and all aspects of social life. It determines that our basic task is to concentrate on developing the social productive forces. Yes, I've memorized this sentence by heart, but how many people can understand it? "
Four mumbled, "What's there to not understand? I'm not an idiot."
Li He said, "Let's talk about our village. For our villagers, the most important thing right now is to fill their stomachs, raise a few more pigs, raise more livestock, and earn more money. It would be even better if they could buy a bicycle. They even thought about buying a tractor. Is it like this? "
Four nodded, "Yes."
Li He continued, "Then this is the main contradiction. They work all year round to solve this contradiction. What they need is prosperity. Only when they are prosperous can they get married and pay for their children's education. Do you think they will care about what you said in this book? "
"I won't," Old Four said with certainty.
"Then isn't it fine? Insisting on the two-point theory means insisting on looking at the problem from a comprehensive perspective. Insisting on the main point means grasping the main contradiction. Only when you've grasped this core will you be able to learn from your books. The main point of learning must be to think. "Li He returned the book to her. It was better to let it go than to block it." Alright, let's go to sleep.
When Four heard what Li He said, she was no longer in the mood to read. She threw the book on the table, jumped down from the chair, and went back to her room.
Li He smiled helplessly. This kind of book was quite suited to the personality of young people.
There was a cultural craze in the eighties, but it didn't form in a day or two. It was hard to tell where it started and where it ended. A certain climax, a certain peak, and it all ran through the eighties.
Once again, Li He looked at it from the perspective of a bystander. It was a little too much to deny the meaning of this cultural craze, but not denying it didn't mean that he admired it.
The cultural craze of the eighties was about traditional culture. To criticize and trample on traditional culture, one had to be familiar with traditional culture. In the end, it developed into the idea of westernization. It was essentially anti-tradition, and anti-tradition was the basic attitude of this generation of young people.
Many people swore to be the gravediggers of traditional culture. They wanted the teachings of Confucius and Mencius to disappear in China. They thought that tradition was not suitable for modern society. Not only did they yearn for "modern society", but they also had a deep suspicion and uneasiness.
However, the trend of westernization was not "Western learning is the main". Many people only used the general concept of "Western" or "Modern" to oppose tradition. They only had a vague concept of Western government and Western philosophy. Some of them didn't even know a few words in English. They learned it from Chinese media or books outside of China, which was what Li He said.
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