Early in the morning, Tan Xihong left after breakfast.
"Looking for that Mr. Zhou again?" Zhong Guanguang asked.
Tan Xihong smiled and said: "Yes, Mr. Zhou is going to do a home visit today. I will follow him to see it. It is quite interesting."
"You do have a leisurely mind." Zhong Guanguang said speechlessly.
Tan Xihong sighed and said: "I don't want to be idle either, but Peking University has suspended classes indefinitely, and we have nothing to do when we return to school."
Zhong Guanguang stood up and said: "Let's go, let's go together. Anyway, it's idle."
The two of them met up with Zhou Hexuan in the east of the city, and then headed to the north of the city together. Their target location was Qiande Village, a place where good and bad people were mixed, and Qiande Village specialized in gangsters.
As soon as the rickshaw passed the Xinming Theater, Zhou Hexuan met an old acquaintance, it was Li Er who had bullied the Sun brothers.
Li Er was also a quickie. Seeing Zhou Hexuan at this moment, he actually greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, good morning, I would like to say hello to you!"
"It's good for you too." Zhou Hexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The rickshaw continued to move forward, and Tan Xihong asked curiously: "Who is this person?"
Zhou Hexuan said: "I beat up a gangster who bullied the market."
"Uh..." Tan Xihong didn't know how to answer the question.
A smile appeared on Zhong Guanguang's face. He thought Zhou Hexuan was very interesting. He was not the kind of fool who only immersed himself in learning.
The life experience of this old man is also legendary. He was a scholar in the 13th year of Guangxu's reign, but he was keen on natural science. In the absence of information and funds, he overcame various difficulties, went to Shanghai to purchase books on physics and chemistry, and followed the books
The method introduced above can be done by hands-on experiments and self-taught.
In 1900, Zhong Guanguang designed and raised funds by himself to establish a phosphorus-making factory in Shanghai, and was granted a 15-year patent by the Qing government. Later, he founded a scientific magazine and established a scientific instrument museum to contribute to the development of modern science and technology in China.
made important contributions.
After the Revolution of 1911, Zhong Guanguang was invited to serve as counselor of the Ministry of Education, but he mainly focused on plant research. He brought his own dry food and visited famous mountains and rivers in and outside Beijing on foot. He also spent four years traveling to 11 provinces across the country to collect animals and plants.
With more than 16,000 specimens and a total of more than 150,000 numbers, it can be called the ancestor of modern botanical research in China.
"Mr. Zhou, how do you plan to handle this matter?" Zhong Guanguang asked suddenly.
"I don't know, let's visit the home first," Zhou Hexuan said. "It's not difficult to place that student, it's just money. What I hope to change is the outdated thinking in the minds of the people. I hope I can wake up some people through newspapers."
Zhong Guanguang said: "It is so difficult to change one's thoughts."
"Let's do it step by step." Zhou Hexuan suddenly thought of Lu Xun.
Although many people complained that Lu Xun had no contribution to the country, when you really come to the Republic of China, you will find that ideological reform is very necessary. Today, there are still many people who kneel before the judge when judging a case. As for human blood steamed buns and so on,
Far more popular than Western medicine.
A wooden house near Qiande Village is the home of student Zhou Hang. The walls are crooked and made of scrap wood. There are not even a few nails, and many places are tied with hemp ropes.
"Dong dong dong!"
Zhou Hexuan knocked on the door and asked, "Is the Zhou family's sister-in-law here?"
The wooden door slowly opened, and a slender woman looked at Zhou Hexuan and asked warily: "Who are you?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled kindly and said: "I am Zhou Hexuan, the vice president of the Hope Education Foundation, and I am here to pay a home visit to classmate Zhou Hang."
"It turns out to be Mr. Zhou, please come in!" The woman hurriedly arranged her clothes and invited them into the house.
Because there are no windows, the room is dimly lit and smells of traditional Chinese medicine. The house covers an area of about ten square meters. There is a paralyzed old lady lying on the bed, and a child of several years old is using the gap between the boards in the corner.
Read brightly.
The woman hurriedly poured a few bowls of water and said sheepishly, "I'm so sorry, there's nothing to entertain at home."
The water is cold and poured into a stoneware bowl. There are still a few gaps on the edge of the bowl.
This is the living conditions of the poorest people in the Republic of China. There is no decent furniture, not even a cup for water. This woman works as a low-level prostitute nearby, making little money, and she has to pay protection fees to the gang.
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Zhou Hexuan took a symbolic sip, put down the bowl and said, "Classmate Zhou Hang, why don't you go to school these two days?"
The child in the corner lowered his head and said, "Mom won't let me go."
The woman quickly explained: "Sir, you, the principal and the teachers at the school are all good people. I feel sorry for causing you so much trouble."
Zhou Hexuan asked the child: "Do you want to study?"
"Think." Zhou Hang nodded vigorously, with longing in his eyes.
Zhou Hexuan asked with a smile: "I heard from Principal Wang that you have a photographic memory?"
Zhou Hang scratched his head and said, "I remember faster than other students."
Zhou Hexuan took the textbook, turned to the ancient poems on the last few pages and said: "I will teach you this poem, listen carefully: I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, I know how many flowers have fallen. You remember it
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"No, no," Zhou Hang shook his head, "Just remember the first sentence."
Zhou Hexuan read it twice more and continued to ask: "What now?"
Zhou Hang immediately recited: "You don't wake up when you sleep in spring, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, you know how many flowers have fallen."
"Prodigy!"
Mr. Zhong Guanguang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said with great joy, staring at the child like a treasure.
At this moment, there was a noise outside.
Zhou Hexuan pushed the door open and saw four or five middle-aged women standing outside.
One of the women asked: "Are you the teacher of the school?"
Zhou Hexuan nodded and said: "I am."
The woman said: "Sir, you can't let this little boy go to school. If he goes to school again, our little boy will stop going and he will be led astray."
"That's right, we can't let him study. This family is all bad, it's a shame!" Other women agreed one after another.
Zhou Hexuan frowned, not knowing how to respond for a moment. He could persuade warlords, bureaucrats and foreign consuls with sweet words, but he could not reason with a group of illiterate women.
"Ahem," Zhong Guanguang coughed twice and said to the woman, "I like this child very much. I want to recognize him as my grandson and take him to Peking to study. Are you willing?"
The woman was stunned, then knelt down and kowtowed: "I'm willing to give it up, I'm willing to give it up, thank you for your great kindness!"
"Get up quickly, don't kneel down." Zhong Guanguang quickly went to help him.
Not only did the woman not get up, she pulled her son down and knelt down, telling him, "Kowtow to your godfather and call him grandpa!"
Although Zhou Hang is smart, he is just a child after all. He kowtows in confusion: "Grandpa."
Zhong Guanguang was greatly relieved, nodded and smiled, and said to the woman: "During the holidays, I will let him come back to visit you."
The woman was even more joyful, kowtowed loudly, and cried: "Master, live a long life, I will work as a cow and a horse for you in the next life!"
When the women outside heard the news, they were filled with envy. One by one, they rushed in desperately, shouting: "Master, my son is also good, please accept him as your godson!"
Zhou Hexuan and Tan Xihong looked at each other, both speechless by this scene.
Leaving some money for the woman, Zhou Hexuan and the other three left silently. Zhong Guanguang would stay in Tianjin for a few more days, and when he returned to Beijing, he would take his children with him.
The more Zhou Hexuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. When he thought of the movie "Goddess" starring Ruan Lingyu, he could only lament that art comes from life, and reality is even sadder than film and television works.
Spreading out the manuscript paper, Zhou Hexuan wrote the word "Goddess". He wanted to change this movie into a novel and submit it to Shanghai's "Novel Monthly". This kind of serious-themed work is not suitable for the "Popular" supplement he is about to edit.
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"Novel Monthly" has a large circulation, and I hope it can change some readers' ideas.
