Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...
Especially for the many young people in Yangjia Village.
This will be very rare.
Qin Qing's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Okay, then let's prepare well..."
Guangqi left the countryside with an open mind, looking for a new direction without any burden. The difference from before was that this time he was chosen by everyone.
"Come in quickly! What are you two doing standing at the door?"
Old Mrs. Lu had been waiting for dinner to start, but the two men hadn't come in yet. She couldn't help but come out and urge them to come in, saying that if they delayed any longer, the hot chicken soup would have to get cold.
"I'll be right there..." Yang Liansheng washed his hands at the sink, and Qin Qing went into the house first.
The beautiful side profile shows a sense of beauty of peaceful times.
Unconsciously, her granddaughter had grown up to be so outstanding. Old Mrs. Lu sighed and said, "Don't take what your aunt said just now seriously! Grandma doesn't have any expectations for you. I just hope you are healthy and happy."
Maybe when I was little, I was really attracted to this girl because she was pretty and had good grades.
But over the years, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson has surpassed everything, not to mention that Qin Qing has single-handedly driven the progress of the Qin family.
Old Mrs. Lu was grateful.
She had never taken care of a daughter before, so Qin Qing's position in her heart was just like that of a little daughter.
Now that the college entrance examination has been resumed, even a fool like Song Huilan knows to let Qin Qing seize the opportunity.
Passing the college entrance examination brings honor to the family, not to mention others.
From the very beginning when the factory was set up, Mrs. Lu has seen her son Qing Baoer grow step by step to where he is now, and the pressure on her is not small.
They couldn't provide any substantial help.
Fortunately, now that the hard work has paid off and the college entrance examination has been resumed, to be honest, Mrs. Lu is not that happy.
I was afraid that Qin Qing would not be satisfied with my work, and I was even more afraid that she would be more tired than before.
"Grandma, do you think I won't be able to take the college entrance examination..." Qin Qing asked thoughtfully.
Old Mrs. Lu smiled and said, "Grandma knows you're busy. You're so busy with the factory work that you can't finish it all. We won't force you to take the college entrance exam!"
It is not so.
Qin Qing looked at Old Lady Lu seriously and said, "Don't worry too much, old lady. We've been preparing for the college entrance exam for a long time. Not only me, but Liansheng is also preparing! After all, people always have to make progress."
She can't stay in a comfort zone forever.
"Is Liansheng also here?"
"Yes! Have you forgotten? We are the only two high school students in Yangjia Village. We must bring honor to the village!" Qin Qing joked with a smile.
This made Old Mrs. Lu very happy.
"That's good! That's good!" Part of her previous worries also came from Yang Liansheng.
Now that it is a matter decided by both husband and wife, they should advance and retreat together.
The rest is nothing for an old woman like her to worry about.
Old Lady Lu happily placed a chicken drumstick into the bowls of Qin Qing and the others, and said cheerfully, "You're going to have a hard time these days, so I'll give you some good nourishment!"
The last chicken leg failed to land in Yang Liansheng's bowl.
He stopped the old lady with his chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Grandma, I don't like eating chicken legs..."
After saying that, he took the bowl away.
Old Mrs. Lu: “…” What nonsense is this kid talking about?
When I first came to Yangjia Village, I often heard that Lu Jinrong killed chickens for her grandson to eat.
Didn’t this person love this the most when he was a child?
Well, people do change.