Su Qingmeng was sleeping well at home, but she ended up falling into a space-time turbulence and transmigrated to the 1970s.
Fortunately, she has a farm space, so she's not worried about ...
In early February, Su Qingmeng received her acceptance letter. It was a commune cadre who accompanied the postman. The Songjiang Brigade had performed exceptionally well on the exams. Su Qingmeng ranked fifth in the province in liberal arts, and Lin Xiuyao ranked third in science. They were both accepted into Peking University.
In addition, other students also have good grades, including Gu Shuyuan from Renmin University, Lin Xiaoyuan from Beijing Normal University, and Ye Siyuan from Tsinghua University.
The team leader was also praised. A reporter from the city's daily newspaper accompanied them. The reporter took photos of them and interviewed the couple.
Su Qingmeng said that she never gave up studying after going to the countryside, and she insisted on contributing articles to newspapers. She firmly believed that "knowledge is power" and she would say whatever she wanted to say to be "great, glorious and correct".
Lin Xiuyao kept looking at her with a smile, "My wife is a person who loves to study. I was inspired by her and usually read books." He was right. If Su Qingmeng had not said that the college entrance examination would be resumed, he would not have prepared in advance and might not have done so well in the exam now.
The reporter praised them, saying, "You two support each other and make progress together. That's amazing." He also said that both of them are good-looking, so he decided to write a story about them. "Let me take a picture of you two."
The commune cadres gave them bonuses, Su Qingmeng 20 and Lin Xiuyao 50.
The onlookers were all very envious. They could make money by studying. Songjiang Brigade was quite wealthy, and many people in the village went to school. Parents had decided to urge their children to study hard when they got home. Those who had not sent their children to school before were also considering it. Going to school was still useful.
After the officials and reporters left, the villagers gathered around to congratulate him. One aunt said, "That's amazing, Yao boy, you've made it!" She felt a little regretful for not introducing her niece to him. Several people felt the same way, but unfortunately, they didn't consider that Lin Xiuyao had rejected all the previous matchmakers he had tried to bring him.
There were many people cheering, "You did so well in the exam, we should celebrate!" The team leader stepped forward and said, "We'll kill a pig tomorrow and have a meal together to have some fun." The pig in the village had not been killed yet, as it was being kept until the results came out to celebrate.
The onlookers also dispersed, and only the uncle and the third uncle's family were left in their home.
Su Qingmeng looked at her admission letter, a simple piece of paper. It read:
With the approval of the Revolutionary Committee, Su Qingmeng has been admitted to the Chinese Language and Literature Department of Peking University. Please report on February 22, 1978.
Second sister-in-law Zhang Qian said, "Oh, this is the admission letter from Peking University. I heard that it is the best university in the country. You two are really amazing." Unlike her family, they didn't even pass the preliminary exam.
Uncle Lin Xiuyao was also very happy. Although no one in his family had passed the college entrance exam, his second and third brothers' families all had their descendants admitted to university. Their Lin family had a bright future. "Let's celebrate the New Year together this year. It will be a happy occasion and lively."
Lin Xiuyao looked at Su Qingmeng, and Su Qingmeng nodded slightly, "Okay, uncle, we will definitely go when the time comes." Lin Baojia also happily agreed, and the relatives chatted for a while and then dispersed.
Lin Xiuyao closed the door, came back, and hugged Su Qingmeng. "Great, we're going to college." He felt a sense of unreality. Su Qingmeng hugged him back, and the two of them quietly digested their emotions.