Chapter 108

After Li Ye returned home, the first thing he wanted to do was read the letter Wen Watching Wen Leyu sent him.

This action made Grandma Li, Wu Wu Juying, who had been waiting for her grandson in the middle of the night, laugh and scold him severely.

Opening Wen Watching Wen Leyu's letter, the first thing he saw was actually a photo sent with the letter.

The background was Tiananmen, which everyone on Earth knows, and the girl in the photo actually gave Li Ye a feeling of being in a dream.

【She has become beautiful.】

Although Li Ye had long ago determined that Wen Watching Wen Leyu was very beautiful, that was based on his years of experience as an old driver, seeing through all external concealment, and discovering the jade in the rough with his unique eyes.

With the eyes of Li Li Dayong and Hu Man, who were used to "Great Beauty Zhang Yu," they might still feel that Wen Watching Wen Leyu was not as beautiful as Lu Lu Jingyao.

But now, the Wen Watching Wen Leyu in the photo could make everyone's eyes light up and call her a beauty.

Wen Watching Wen Leyu's clothes were changed, her shoes were changed; the goods in the Friendship Store in the capital were more fashionable than those on Zhongying Street.

She even changed her hairstyle; the faint smile matched with that vague elegant temperament, as stunning as a phoenix.

【What virtue and ability do I, Li Ye, have... I, Li Ye, am the only one in this world, truly a good match for a beauty.】

In the letter Wen Watching Wen Leyu gave Li Ye, there was no out-of-the-ordinary "longing," just very ordinary daily life.

【Are you okay? I'm very good, my mother is good, my father is good, my brother is good... I have a bicycle, I can carry you to see Houhai...】

"The little girl wants to carry me to see Houhai!"

Li Ye shook his head and smiled, lowered his head, and started writing a telegram.

The little girl's letter had arrived for a few days, and I don't know how many times she wiped her bicycle. Writing a letter is too slow; I'd better write a telegram to express my feelings!

The words Li Ye wrote were also very ordinary, but if you taste them carefully, you can understand a clear meaning—I am also very good, but I miss you very much.

At the end of the telegram, Li Ye deliberated several times and finally wrote a slightly out-of-the-ordinary sentence.

【I bought two pairs of shoes, one size 42, one size 37.】

Li Ye didn't remember what time he fell asleep, but in his dream, he was really sitting on the back of a bicycle,

smelling the body scent coming from the front, listening to a girl's breathing, wandering happily in the streets and alleys of the capital.

Li Li Zhongfa really loved his grandson. Li Ye was still making up for sleep in bed the next day when he heard the horn of a car at the door.

Grandma Li, Wu Wu Juying, came to call Li Ye: "Xiao Ye, the driver your grandfather found for you is here, hurry out and say a word to him."

There was no driving school at this time. If you wanted to get a driver's license, you followed the unit's car to practice, and then took the exam.

Li Ye rubbed his eyes and came out to see a Dongfeng brand truck parked at the door.

A driver was using a rag and a bucket of water to wash and wipe it like his own father.

Seeing Li Ye come out, the driver said proudly, "Xiao Ye, look at this car, how is it? I'm not bragging to you; I wouldn't trade it even for a Shanghai sedan."

Li Ye knew this driver from his grandfather's unit; the last time the family moved, they used his car.

It's just that at that time, it was still an old Liberation truck produced by FAW, not this Dongfeng 140 produced by Dongfeng.

Li Ye smiled and said, "Master Huo, you let me practice with this new car, don't feel bad."

Master Huo said brightly, "Don't worry, build it; if you break it, I'll teach you how to repair the car. I guarantee I'll teach you all my skills, never hiding anything."

"That's fine, just in time I'm going to the post office, let's get on the car and get the hang of it first."

Li Ye went back to the room, took the letter he had just written last night, came out, opened the car door, and got into the car.

"Sigh, sigh, sigh, Xiao Ye, don't worry, let's take it step by step!"

Master Huo, who was caught off guard, hurriedly climbed into the passenger seat and explained to Li Ye: "Listen to me, the one on the left is the clutch, the middle is the brake, the right is..."

"The right is the accelerator, I know."

Li Ye started the car and left, directly showing Master Huo his driving skills.

Hmm? A bit reluctant, huh.

The 1982 Dongfeng 140 was much better than the old Liberation trucks running all over the street, but compared to the sedans of later generations, it wasn't "humanized" at all.

The steering wheel and clutch had no power assistance, the one-meter-long gear lever had a gear gap that could stretch for two miles, and changing gears required double-clutching. Once the coordination wasn't good, it would click-click-click!

Fortunately, Li Ye had driven manual transmission for a long time in his previous life; if it were a female driver who only knew how to drive an automatic, she definitely wouldn't be able to handle this behemoth.

Of course, Li Ye was analyzing the problem with the eyes of later generations.

In 1982, a brand-new Dongfeng 140 was really awesome; what Master Huo said wasn't really bragging.

Li Ye once heard from the older generation that a driver who drove a Dongfeng 140 was showing off, and when he saw a Shanghai sedan behind him wanting to overtake, he played a "give way but don't give speed."

That Shanghai sedan didn't know if the engine was too old or the driver was cautious, but it couldn't overtake for half a day.

Then, that awesome driver was sent to the repair group, and he didn't even get to drive the old Liberation truck.

So this Dongfeng 140 was really a treasure in Master Huo's heart.

But Li Ye didn't care; he operated it like a tiger, and crookedly drove the four-or-five-ton behemoth to the entrance of the county post office.

It wasn't until this moment that Master Huo came back to his senses.

"Xiao Ye, when did you learn to drive?"

"I haven't driven a car before~, I've only driven a tractor."

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Li Ye entered the post office and handed the telegram draft to the staff.

The staff laughed: "I said, Scholar, who are you writing to again? This is already four or five hundred words, right? The telegram fee is expensive..."

"Mm, it's okay, I just got the manuscript fee, I'm not short of money."

Li Ye smiled dashingly, secretly thinking: "Seven cents a word, who are you looking down on? A love letter of dozens of yuan is not even worth the price of a bouquet of flowers in later generations."

The telegram operator shook his head and smiled, and went to send the telegram for Li Ye.

He is a writer who can earn money with words; does a literati's romance care about a few yuan of telegram fees?

The telegram was sent out quickly, and Li Ye paid the money and took the receipt, preparing to leave, when he found that the post office's mail truck had just arrived.

"Master, are there any letters from the capital?" Li Ye asked casually.

"Yes, the leader repeatedly instructed me that these letters are more important than gold."

The master on the mail truck specifically took down a small mail bag, all from the capital.

Li Ye didn't leave, and a circle of Da Da Qianmen cigarettes were scattered, and the post office staff opened the mail bag first.

A stack of letters with the heading "Capital XX University" was neatly placed in front of everyone.

"This one is mine."

Even Li Ye, whose psychological control ability was at the full level, was a little excited at this moment.

"Master, please help me see if there are any admission letters for my classmates; I'll take them along for them!"

Li Ye reported the names of his classmates.

The post office cadre counted them one by one, then looked up and said in shock: "They are all here, but you can't move them unless it's someone from your school, or the person themselves comes..."

"Then I'll make a call."

Li Ye paid the phone deposit and dialed the phone of the County Second Middle School.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, Principal! This is Li Ye."

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The other side of the phone was silent for two seconds, and then erupted like a volcano.

"You... you still know how to call back? Have you had enough fun outside? Do you want me to send you two travel expenses so you can wander to the ends of the earth and the sea dries up..."

Li Ye moved the phone receiver two feet away, and after Principal Chang sprayed for a minute, he smiled and said: "I'm at the county post office now! The admission letters for the classmates have all arrived; do you want to come and see..."

"You're calling from the county post office, which is less than two miles away; are you burning money? What did you say? The admission letters have arrived?"

"There are letters from the university; they won't let me move them, and I can't open them either!"

"You wait for me, I'll be there right away."

Five minutes later, several bicycles galloped over; not only were there teachers from the County Second Middle School, but two people from the County Education Commission also came.

Principal Chang and several school teachers couldn't care about wiping their sweat, and went to look at the admission letters from the capital.

"They're admitted, they're all admitted..."

Principal Chang's hands were trembling; he read them several times before carefully putting the letters down and picking up the corner of his clothes to wipe the corners of his eyes.

In 1982, teaching and educating people was really hard work, and there was a high probability that you would pour water for several years, and when the results came, there would only be two crooked melons and cracked dates.

And this year, the County Second Middle School really had a harvest.

Li Ye said: "Principal Chang, I happen to have a car here; why don't you organize it and send the admission letters to the classmates, and send some warmth by the way? There won't be a chance to send warmth in a few days..."

"What nonsense, aren't we leaving yet? I'm still in a hurry to eat!"

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The excited bull, no one dared to provoke, so Li Ye hurriedly climbed into the driver's seat and occupied a seat first.

Otherwise, how would you arrange the school teachers, education commission leaders, and post office mailmen later?

There were only three seats in total, and Li Ye didn't want to go into the car bucket to eat dust.

After pushing and yielding to each other, Li Ye, Master Huo, and Principal Chang entered the driver's seat, and the rest all climbed into the carriage of the Dongfeng truck.

"Li Ye, do you know the classmates' homes?"

"I know, I went there once last month."

"Then go to the school first."

"What are we going to the school for?"

"We can't go empty-handed, right? We've been rehearsing for so many days; we must sing it properly."

Principal Chang leaned on the seat of the driver's cab, his face so proud, simply beautiful.

"Ka-chi~ Ka-chi~"

The long guillotine went up and down, and a small handful of green grass was instantly smashed to pieces.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning mechanically cut with his hands, turning the messy green grass on the left into fine feed on the right.

His younger brother, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, came back from the outside carrying a bundle of green grass and threw it beside Jiang Jiang Xiaoning with a thud.

Then this child with a face full of bad luck sat paralyzed on the side, panting, comparable to a dog cooling off under a tree shade.

He had never done this kind of work before; pulling grass in the field in the hot sun, and having to bundle it tightly and carry it back—is this the work that I, the only seedling in the family, should do?

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning raised her eyelids and ignored her unlucky brother.

Since her college entrance examination scores were announced, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's good days had come to an end.

In the past, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning didn't study well, and the roar of anger from the old mother at home would only come a few times, and occasionally she would chase and hit him a few times.

But Jiang Jiang Xiaoning had a reason: "My sister studies so well, didn't she also fail? What's the use of going to school?"

Whenever this sentence was thrown out, the grandparents at home would protect their precious grandson and instead dislike the money-losing granddaughter who spent money to repeat her studies.

But when Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's score of 479 was revealed, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning was stupid.

Especially after the teachers at the township middle school turned their heads and swore that Jiang Jiang Xiaoning would definitely be admitted, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning felt that overnight, Chen Chen Jinhua, the biological mother, had become a stepmother.

Cutting grass, carrying water, feeding pigs and sheep—the work that Jiang Jiang Xiaoning used to do all fell on his Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's shoulders.

You want to study? Go lie to ghosts! From now on, you just work hard; studying is your sister's business.

Whenever the grandparents at home said a word or two, Chen Chen Jinhua would roar back twenty sentences.

So much so that the grandparents had to say helplessly: "The admission letter hasn't arrived yet, and you guys are going to rebel?"

"Rebel if we rebel; at worst, I'll take Jiang Xiaoning and live alone."

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Since Chen Chen Jinhua threw out this cruel sentence, the power and status in the family had undergone an irreversible change.

Now Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, if she wants to work, she does a little; if she doesn't want to, she goes out for a walk. No one dares to do anything to her. Even if they complain, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning pretends not to hear.

The mentality changed, and the style changed.

For example, today, Chen Chen Jinhua went to the market early in the morning. It was noon and she hadn't returned, and no one was cooking at home.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning wasn't in a hurry at all, cutting a handful of green grass slowly, having learned to slack off.

"Jiang Xiaoning, why isn't there any cooking?"

Jiang Jiang Yougui returned, lifted the pot lid, and seeing there was nothing to eat, his face immediately drooped.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning said unhurriedly: "I don't know! I'm cutting grass!"

Jiang Jiang Yougui held his grumbling stomach and said anxiously: "It's noon, doesn't the family eat..."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning said: "I didn't notice, or you ask Grandma if she's hungry?"

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With a soft nail, Jiang Jiang Yougui stopped breathing.

There are four living people in the family, and none of them are cooking. Who are you going to ask?

Grandma Jiang and Grandpa Jiang are both at home; why don't you go and ask them?

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll cook, I'll cook, okay!"

Jiang Jiang Yougui started cooking in a fit of pique.

There is no justice; in this family, he can't manage anyone.

The only obedient biological daughter has now learned to be bad with her mother.

No sound, no noise, just giving you a non-cooperative attitude; what can you do?

"Sigh, I'd better cook! Old, old, can't enjoy the blessing!"

Grandma Jiang lifted the curtain and walked out of the room.

She was old and refined, knowing that once she reached out today, she would never be able to shake off the work of cooking in the future.

Chen Chen Jinhua is now busy earning money, and this biological granddaughter is also going to fly away to university. The days of the Jiang family will be hard in the future!

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning curled her lips, not caring at all about Grandma's complaints.

【Mother is busy all day, no one feels sorry for her, Grandma is only fifty-something, stronger than Mother, just thinking about being served.】

【When I leave, what will Mother do alone? Must take this opportunity to set rules for the family.】

"Mother, you rest, I'll cook, I'll cook,"

Jiang Jiang Yougui felt sorry for his old mother and hurriedly indicated that he would cook, but turned around and roared at his son Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

"Why don't you come over and cook with me? You can't study all day, you can't work, why don't you roll over?"

"I... I don't know how to cook! What does it have to do with me!" Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, who suffered an unprovoked disaster, was full of bitterness.

"If you don't know how, learn! You're eighteen, are you eating for nothing?"

"Ba ba ba~"

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning was complaining in his heart when he suddenly heard a car horn outside the village.

Then, there was the sound of firecrackers "pi-pa-la" and the sound of gongs and drums "dong-dong-qiang-qiang."

"I'll go out and see."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning ran out.

Let me learn to cook?

Just kidding, if I learned it, wouldn't I have to cook every day?

Do you think I'm stupid?

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning ran out fast and came back faster.

"Dad, Dad, a big car came outside, and there are cadres from the township, coming toward our house."

"Ah? Coming toward our house?"

Jiang Jiang Yougui was stunned for a moment, and then saw his daughter, who was playing deaf and dumb just a moment ago, run out.

After Jiang Jiang Xiaoning went out, she saw a group of people indeed walking toward her house.

At the front was the smiling Principal Chang, and several township cadres.

In the middle were the school's physical education teacher and music teacher, who were multi-talentedly beating gongs and drums.

And at the back of the crowd were Hu Man and Han Xia, who were trying hard to wave and greet Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning couldn't move; her whole body was petrified and couldn't move.

Although she was mentally prepared after knowing her scores, when this moment really came, she was still that fragile and soft little girl.

Principal Chang walked to Jiang Jiang Xiaoning and said with a face full of joy: "Congratulations, classmate Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, congratulations on being admitted to the Beijing Aviation Institute."

"Thank you... thank you Principal, thank you..."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning thanked the principal, tilted her body, and wanted to thank the boy who should be thanked the most.

But a figure blocked Jiang Xiaoning, reached out to her and said: "Congratulations, classmate Jiang Xiaoning, you are the pride of our Hebin Township, and you must win glory for our hometown in the future..."

The township cadre actually wanted to shake hands with Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

This scene fell into the eyes of the onlookers around, and everyone was envious.

"Aiyo, the Jiang family is going to ascend to heaven! Even the township cadres are visiting!"

"Really didn't expect that a money-losing daughter could be so capable..."

"Keep your voice down, if Chen Chen Jinhua knows you said her daughter is a money-losing product, she won't smash your door..."

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The mailman handed the precious envelope to Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

"Girl, open it and see!"

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning wiped her eyes, opened the envelope, and saw the handwriting and official seal on it.

Only at this moment did her heart feel completely settled.

"Teacher Hu, please help me copy it!"

"Okay!"

A large red paper was posted directly at the entrance of the Jiang family's door. Teacher Hu, who had the best brush calligraphy in the school, copied a dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing good news based on Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's admission letter.

"What is this written?"

"I don't recognize all of it, but I saw the two characters for Beijing; the Jiang family girl is admitted to a university in Beijing, right!"

"My God, Jiang Xiaoning is going to Beijing! Doesn't that mean she can see XXX?"

"Really capable, really ambitious, look at our four townships and eight villages, which girl can go to Beijing for a trip..."

Villagers and neighbors became more and more numerous, surrounding the Jiang family's door so tightly that Chen Chen Jinhua, who returned from the market, had to work very hard to squeeze to her own door.

"Girl, why are you crying?"

"Mother, I was admitted, I was admitted!"

"I know you were admitted, but why are you crying?"

Although Chen Chen Jinhua questioned her daughter severely, she didn't even notice that she was crying harder than anyone else.

What are the mother and daughter crying about? In fact, the mother and daughter knew better than anyone else; they just didn't want the strong appearance they had maintained for many years to be ruthlessly pierced by tears.

"I..."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning was aggrieved for a long time before saying: "I haven't cooked yet!"

"Hahahahaha~"

"Cooking is easy, we all know how, we'll help you cook."

"That's right, Jiang Xiaoning's mother, hurry up and cook to entertain the teachers! If it weren't for these teachers and leaders, could your Jiang Xiaoning be admitted to university?"

A group of old women poured into the old Jiang family, squeezed Jiang Jiang Yougui, who was stunned, aside, and skillfully boiled water and mixed flour, but there were no vegetables at home, and it seemed they could only make noodles.

"None of them are useful," Chen Chen Jinhua scolded her husband and commanded: "Third Aunt, borrow two chickens from your house first, I'll buy them and return them after the market..."

"Fourth Uncle, you still have chives, right! Cut two batches for me..."

"Jiang Xiaoning, hurry to the township and buy wine, buy both white and beer..."

Chen Chen Jinhua arranged everything in a few strokes, then borrowed tables and benches to settle Principal Chang and the others.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning took the money from her mother, first smiled apologetically at Li Ye, Hu Man, and the others, and then ran to the supply and marketing cooperative in the township.

She really wanted to say some words of thanks to Li Ye, but there were so many guests at home, she had to be busy entertaining them.

However, just as Jiang Jiang Xiaoning ran to the entrance of the village, she saw a group of children circling around Li Ye's Dongfeng 140.

Among them was Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's heart moved, and she ran over in two or three steps and kicked her brother Jiang Jiang Xiaoning in the waist.

"Wo Cao, who... you dare to hit me, is this going to heaven?"

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, who was kicked into a horse-face, was anxious, climbed up, and roared at his sister.

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning glared and said viciously: "The family is too busy to cook, and you are playing here. Go, go to the township supply and marketing cooperative to buy wine, buy both white and beer."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's neck stiffened; he had never suffered such a loss since he was a child.

But before he could scold, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning was even more horizontal than him: "Are you going or not? Do you dare not to go?"

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The brave win in the confrontation between the two armies. Half a minute later, Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, who had been running rampant in the Jiang family for more than ten years, finally surrendered to the majesty of his sister Jiang Jiang Xiaoning.

"Go if I go, there will be several cents left after buying it! Only a fool wouldn't go."

Jiang Jiang Xiaoning looked at her brother walking away with his head down, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

【This is the life I want! What kind of days did I live before.】

Principal Chang and the others didn't come to eat for nothing; there was grain loaded from the school on the Dongfeng truck.

In this era, no matter how big the official is, they have to subsidize grain tickets and grain when they come down to eat.

However, in a hurry, a meal couldn't be considered rich, it could only be considered full of sincerity.

Chen Chen Jinhua said shamefully: "I'm really sorry to all the teachers and leaders, the family is poor, making everyone laugh."

"Sigh, people are poor but their ambitions are not short; who dares to laugh at you?"

Several township cadres met and said: "Jiang Xiaoning is the first child in our Hebin Township to be admitted to Beijing; we can't let the child suffer, the township will solve a reward of one hundred yuan to build momentum for the child."

"Hehe, our village is small, so it certainly can't compare to the township, but fifty yuan can still be taken out. Jiang family sister, don't worry, no matter how difficult we are, we can't let the child suffer in money..."

In a few minutes, the township and the village solved one hundred and fifty yuan, which made the old man of the Jiang family look stupid.

"Not even in school yet, and there's money?"

An old man who was half-drunk next to him smiled and said: "Old Brother Jiang, do you know Fan Jin passing the imperial examination?"

"What?"

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't know, but your granddaughter has passed the imperial examination!"

Han Han Lao Han Jiang understood.

His own granddaughter is going to Beijing to take the exam, and she has passed!

His mind immediately became active, and he began to think about the township leaders at the wine table.

When a township leader asked again if the Jiang family had any difficulties, Han Han Lao Han Jiang finally caught the opportunity.

"Ahem, if you talk about the difficulties at home, there is indeed one. My grandson is 18 this year, graduated from junior high school, and has good culture. I originally wanted him to go to the township flour mill to be an electrician..."

Several township cadres were very embarrassed, but guarding so many people, they could only say generously: "Han Han Lao Han Jiang, don't worry, I can't be the master of being an electrician, but I will arrange for him to be a worker in the flour mill myself."

"Aiyo, thank you leader, I, the old man, will kowtow to you..."

There was a push and yield at the wine table, and the atmosphere was very good.

But an abrupt voice suddenly rang out.

"I don't want to be a worker, I want to go to school."

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Everyone looked at Jiang Jiang Xiaoning, who was full of stubbornness.

Jiang Jiang Yougui slapped him with a shoe sole.

"What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? Did you sleep muddled..."

"I just want to go to school, I also want to take the college entrance exam!"

"I grass..."

Chen Chen Jinhua also took action, twisting Jiang Jiang Xiaoning's ear and pulling him out.

But the cry, which was more unjust than Dou E, went straight to the sky and lasted for a long time.

"I just want to go to school, I also want to take the college entrance exam... woo woo wa wa I want to take the college entrance exam wa you have to believe me..."

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