Yu Xiangnian went to the bedroom drawer and took out the admission letters for them.

Yu Jiashun took a look at it first, then nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad."

Zhao Ruozhu took it again and read it word by word, even paying attention to the punctuation marks.

She read it several times, feeling happy and excited. "Old Yu! We have a college student in our family too, and he's from Peking University!"

Yu Jiashun said proudly: "I think Nian Nian has been different from others since she was young!"

Zhao Ruozhu's expression turned sad again. "I see it says here that we have to report to school on March 5th. There are still fifteen days left."

Yu Jiashun was even more reluctant to let Yu Xiangnian leave than Zhao Ruozhu, "Will Cheng Jingmo take you there?"

It would be fine if he doesn’t send it. I’ll do it!

Yu Xiangnian replied: "Yes, I will take Xiaojie with me. Xiaojie wants to stay in Beijing with me."

Yu Jiashun hid his inner disappointment. "You don't even have a place to stay in Beijing, so why are you taking Xiaojie with you?"

Yu Xiangnian said, "Cheng Jingmo and I have already discussed it. When we get to Beijing, we will rent a house, find a nanny to do the housework, and then arrange for Xiaojie to attend a nearby primary school."

Zhao Ruozhu added, "Well, it's not convenient for you to run back and forth between school and home when you're pregnant!"

Yu Xiangnian smiled and said, "What's the big deal? Many women still go to work and farm as usual even when they are pregnant. I just need to be careful."

Zhao Ruozhu was still worried. Others were others, but Yu Xiangnian was her daughter.

Yu Xiangnian changed the subject, "By the way, Mom, I was planning to discuss this with you. After I give birth, I want Aunt Xu to help me take care of the child. I need to find someone new for the family."

Zhao Ruozhu said, "I don't feel comfortable with anyone else taking me, so I'll ask Aunt Xu to go with you."

After everything was discussed, Zhao Ruozhu remembered that she had not met Cheng Jingmo.

"Where is Cheng Jingmo?" she asked.

"I went to the nearby village to look for sour papayas."

"Then we'll stay with you for a while."

It was almost ten o'clock when Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangyang returned home.

At this time of day, Yu Xiangnian would usually be asleep.

She understood that Zhao Ruozhu and Yu Jiashun were reluctant to leave her and wanted to stay with her for a while longer, so she kept chatting with them.

Cheng Jingmo bought a small basket of sour papayas, each as big as his fist, with more than twenty of them.

"There are so many of them, my teeth will be broken." Zhao Ruozhu looked at the sour papayas and his mouth was filled with saliva.

"If you happen to come across it, just buy more."

After Cheng Jingmo finished speaking, he hurried into the kitchen, crushed the burnt dried chilies, added salt and a little MSG, and made a dipping sauce.

He washed another sour papaya and peeled it with a knife.

Yu Xiangyang took the opportunity to complain to Zhao Ruozhu about how difficult it was to buy these sour papayas.

"I ran from one village to the other, asking everyone along the way, before I finally found out. I'd plundered all the sour papayas that the villagers had stored for the entire winter!"

Zhao Ruozhu patted his head heavily, "You're the only one who talks too much! Learn from Cheng Jingmo. When you get married in the future, you should treat her like this!"

Yu Xiangnian held a papaya in his hand, put it close to his nose, and smelled the faint fragrance.

Cheng Jingmo peeled a piece of sour papaya and handed it to her. Yu Xiangnian dipped it in the sauce, took a bite, and showed a satisfied expression.

"It's delicious, you should try it too." Yu Xiangnian said.

Everyone shook their heads.

Yu Xiangnian finished eating a whole sour papaya in one breath. It was sour and spicy. She was sweating all over and her face was rosy.

Several people watched her eat and felt their teeth fall out.

Seeing her satisfied look, everyone left even more satisfied than her.

Cheng Jingmo was very happy because he finally found what Yu Xiangnian wanted to eat.

Yu Jiashun and Zhao Ruozhu felt very happy on their way home.

They knew that Cheng Jingmo treated Xiang Nian very well, but seeing him doting on her so much with their own eyes was another matter entirely.

They returned to the family compound and saw Qiu Yang's father next door watering the flowers.

Yu Jiashun stood in his yard and asked knowingly, "Old Qiu, where's the water for watering the flowers?"

Qiu Dahui glanced at him and said, "Yeah."

"Where is your Qiu Yang?" Yu Jiashun asked again knowing the answer.

Qiu Dahui: "If you have something to say, just say it!"

"Nothing else." Yu Jiashun said lightly, "It's just that Nian Nian got first place in the college entrance examination this year and was admitted to Peking University."

Qiu Dahui was shocked, while Yu Jiashun raised his chin and went home triumphantly.

The next morning, Yu Jiashun went out and met Qiu Dahui who was about to go out.

"Old Qiu, are you going to work?"

Qiu Dahui said calmly, "I know your precious daughter got into Peking University!"

"Oh, there's one more thing." Yu Jiashun said, keeping his achievements to himself. "Nian Nian is pregnant. It's a double blessing."

Then, he got in the car and left.

Qiu Dahui stood there, cursing at the departing car: "Are you sick?"

I didn't finish it in one breath yesterday, and deliberately left it until this morning to provoke him!

In the next few days, Yu Jiashun would make small talk whenever he saw his neighbors, and then he would start showing off Yu Xiangnian.

To the extent that during this period, whenever the neighbors saw him, they would run back home with a look of disgust on their faces.

That afternoon, Zhang Guoping came to the house for dinner and brought some books to Cheng Jingmo.

"I am a lonely man with nothing but a few worthless books," said Zhang Guoping.

Cheng Jingmo was cooking in the kitchen. Yu Xiangnian took the book from Zhang Guoping's hand and looked at the cover. Most of them were books on communication technology, some of which were his own works and some were written by others.

She smiled and said, "These books are the work of you masters who have painstakingly created them. You can't buy them anywhere else!"

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