Both Mr. Xing and Mrs. Chen were notified to return to Beijing.
At the farewell party, Mr. Xing, who had always been strict with himself and never drank alcohol, drank three glasses in a row.
Old Mrs. Chen hugged Old Mrs. Duan and cried.
Before receiving the notice, they were looking forward to returning to Beijing every day, but after receiving the notice, they found that they had developed a strange connection and reluctance to leave this land and the people here.
"Time waits for no one. How many more years do we, old bones, have left to contribute?"
Mr. Xing's eyes were slightly red, but his words were still as bold and decisive.
"Little Chu has taken good care of our bodies. We are much luckier than others. We can go back and start working right away."
"Everyone," Mr. Xing finally raised his glass, "I, the old man, would like to toast to you, the old comrades and young comrades."
"Hongqi Farm is a good place, but everyone must remember that our future and our jobs will not be in this small, beautiful place."
Everyone was infected by the atmosphere in Mr. Xing's words and drank the wine in one gulp.
The sound of a large number of female comrades coughing continuously was then heard.
Old Master Qian looked around with emotion, and his gaze finally fell on Old Master Bian, who was still as handsome and elegant as ever beside him.
Old man Bian’s clothes now don’t have a single patch on them, and he wears the new clothes his family sent him with confidence.
It seemed that the old man only had one cigarette left from the one he extorted from Xiao Zhang at Daqianmen. He was holding it under his nose and smelling it with reluctance on his face, but he hadn't lit it yet.
Thinking back to before the dinner, Lao Xing and he found Lao Bian to talk about their future work, and what Lao Bian said, both he and Lao Xing were extremely shocked and regretful.
Old Bian, a university professor, is not planning to leave.
"Today is Lao Xing's good day. Why are you staring at me?"
Mr. Bian glared at Mr. Qian.
"Don't worry about all that for me. There's an old saying that goes like this."
"I am happy here and don't miss Shu."
The morning of the third day after the celebration was the day when Mr. Xing and Mrs. Chen were preparing to leave.
Early in the morning, when the educated youth had not yet gotten up, Zhang Hongcheng suddenly ran out of his room with his clothes on, and kicked open the door of every barracks as if he was crazy.
“Ah~~Ah~~!!!”
Some of the female educated youth didn't even bother to put on their outer clothes, and just hugged each other on the kang, rolling around crying and laughing.
“Hahahaha~~!!!”
Wang Fengzhi, Jian Yong and others were only wearing shorts and shirtless, and were shouting wildly at the sky with red faces in the yard.
The startled old men and women also came out wearing their clothes.
In the early morning light, as the news spread, the entire Hongqi Wetland Farm was in an uproar.
The male educated youth waved the red flag desperately in their hands, while the female educated youth shed tears and screams.
Mr. Xing, who had just packed his luggage, sighed as he looked at the red flag fluttering in the morning light.
"It seems the old saying isn't entirely true. Who said good fortune never comes in pairs?"
The National Higher Education Work Conference held on August 13, 1977 was officially renamed the National Higher Education Admissions Work Conference yesterday.
The first resolution of the conference was announced yesterday - to resume the college entrance examination!
Zhang Hongcheng had forgotten the pain after his wound healed and even forgot to dodge for a moment. He was caught by Wang Fengzhi, Jiao Dinghui and Tu Hongbing again, and was thrown into the air with cheers.
Over the past six months, Zhang Hongcheng and his wife have been forcing them to study hard. It is impossible to say that they have no confusion or resentment in their hearts.
At this moment, all the confusion and resentment turned into doubled gratitude and conviction, filling everyone's heart.
Amid the endless cheers, Zhang Hongcheng's extremely miserable voice was completely drowned out.
Damn, he’s afraid of heights!!!
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