Xie Jun was indeed a little shaken.
Zhou Dongmei came to the Xie family when she was less than three years old and lived there until she was seventeen.
People are all made of flesh and blood. Even if you raise a dog for more than ten years, you will develop feelings for it. What's more, Zhou Dongmei has been Xie Jun's daughter for more than ten years.
But Xie Jun just took a look and left, because Grandma Xie was looking at him with a cold look.
"You know about the situation between Tingyu and his wife, and you don't have any opinion?"
Xie Jun frowned and said to Grandma Xie: "Maofang has already mentioned it to me. Since you have dealt with it, let's just forget about it."
Ever since he learned about this, the knot between his brows has never been untied.
Although his son and daughter-in-law made it impossible for them to live together, Xie Jun felt that Xu Maofang handled the situation too harshly, but it was not too harsh. The Xie family was not a family that was in such a difficult situation that they could not survive...
Xie Jun thought that he was a relatively open-minded elder, allowing his daughter-in-law to do these things. If it were the old man in the Zhou family, he would have been furious.
"Qingshui is getting heavier, what could be more important than taking care of the baby?" Xie Jun said.
Zhou Dongmei felt happy after hearing this.
The Xie family finally had a normal person. It was fine that the noble Xie Tingyu was not immune to this, but even Grandma Xie, who came from a scholarly family, was fascinated by these things. People who were involved with Ye Qingshui were really possessed.
Xu Maofang also felt a little warm in her heart, and she quickly nodded and agreed: "That's right!"
"Does our family need this or that? We just hope Shuiya is in good health."
If Grandma Xie had not refused to accept her old age and not used crutches like the old men and women in the compound, she would have definitely picked up the stick and swung it at him.
"Is this just a matter of one or two dollars?" Grandma Xie asked angrily.
How could she not understand that Ye Qingshui was not just looking for money, she needed a career and a sense of identity. This was just like how Grandma Xie was still working at her age. Although the Xie family had enough food and clothing, such a life could easily make people useless and have no ambition.
In Grandma Xie's opinion, earning what you want through labor is a hundred times better than relying on sweet talk to get pocket money all day long.
It is a thousand times better than a housewife who only knows how to please men.
Last year during the Spring Festival, Grandma Xie gave her granddaughter-in-law a red envelope of 1,000 yuan. Before leaving, the girl secretly left the money under the old lady's pillow, which made Grandma Xie feel warm in her heart for a long time. The old lady was willing to give the red envelope, which was her intention, but a thousand yuan was not something that could be blown away by the wind.
This girl is very honest. If she only wanted to earn a few dollars, why would she work so hard? Wouldn't it be faster for her to accept the red envelope from her grandmother?
If we give it to Zhou Dongmei, I'm afraid she will collect it better than anyone else, right?
Xie Jun turned his head away and did not argue with the old man.
Xu Maofang exchanged a glance with his daughter, and Zhou Dongmei looked at her stepfather and grandmother angrily, and had to pinch her nose and go back to the kitchen.
She pestered her country sister-in-law, asking casually, "Sister-in-law, are you tired?"
"Why don't you sit down and rest for a while? You've been busy all day."
"Drink some water before you continue. This is the tea I made especially for you." Zhou Dongmei had a smile on her face and handed a cup of hot tea to Ye Qingshui with true affection.
"Sister-in-law, let me do it." Zhou Dongmei said after washing her hands and came to join in.
Ye Qingshui was surprised, she didn't know what happened outside. But she could figure it out with her toes, this young lady was competing for performance, Xie Jun finally came home.
Just now Zhou Dongmei had a look of disgust, but in the blink of an eye she was doing this dirty job with a smile on her face. Ye Qingshui was shocked by how quickly she changed her expression.
However, Ye Qingshui was mixing pork, which was a skilled job and Zhou Dongmei couldn't do it.
She was busy, Zhou Dongmei moved a small stool to chat with her. Ye Qingshui drank tea and replied to her perfunctorily.
Ye Qingshui quickly prepared the twenty kilograms of sausages and asked Zhou Dongmei to take them out and hang them.
Zhou Dongmei carried the heavy sausage, which didn't seem heavy at all, but felt like iron in her hands. Zhou Dongmei's head began to sweat, and her hands were shaking with soreness. She couldn't help but curse Ye Qingshui a thousand times in her heart.
Ye Qingshui stretched lazily comfortably.
She did not rest, but took out a jar of cold brine. She poked the meat in the brine with chopsticks, and the meat was so sticky that she bit the chopsticks.
There was a rhythmic sound of the chopping board tapping on the chopping board, and after a while, a delicious smell wafted out of the kitchen that made one's mouth water.
Another guest came to the house. He weighed the sausage and smelled it, it was delicious. He handed the money to Ye Qingshui with a smile.
"I can smell the aroma of your meat from far away. What delicious food have you prepared?"
"It's braised pork. I didn't make much this time, but next time I'll make more and give you some to try." Ye Qingshui swiftly took the money and took the braised pork out of the pot.
Grandma Xie finally found some time to come to the Xie family, so Ye Qingshui of course had to make some delicious food.
Zhou Dongmei, who was standing by, was wiping her sweat. When she saw the money Ye Qingshui had received, she was stunned.
She didn't expect Ye Qingshui to accept the card so easily.
Grandma Xie called out to her granddaughter-in-law affectionately: "Shuiya, what are you still busy doing? Come here, let me wash some strawberries for you. The fruits are big and sweet, sour and sweet, I'm sure you will love them."
Zhou Dongmei and Xu Maofang's faces changed when they heard this.
Grandma Xie was willing to buy strawberries for Ye Qingshui. Strawberries are precious and delicate. The weather in the capital is still too cold at this time of year. If the seedlings are not kept warm, they will easily get frostbitten. Strawberries in early spring are in short supply.
Ye Qingshui responded sweetly, "Grandma, wait a minute, I'll be ready soon."
She brought out a pot of braised meat, boiled a pot of water, and made a pot of tea with the tea leaves that Ye Ma had just sent.
"This is Maojian tea, a specialty of my hometown. The soil and water there can't support crops, but it can support tea. Grandma, please try it. It's freshly picked tea leaves in early spring, and my mother sent it to me specially."
Grandma Xie took a look and found that the tea soup had a clear color and an elegant and fresh aroma. She took a sip and found that the taste was mellow and endless aftertaste.
She started eating the braised meat. The plate contained braised pig's trotters, braised pig's head and pig's ears.
The taste is indescribably mellow, the fat is braised to be tender and oily, Ye Qingshui patiently cuts the meat into slices with a knife, it looks as moist as ointment, the dark red pig skin is soft and glutinous, the fat and the skin are red and white, a bite is full of mellow and delicious flavor, dip it in the fragrant marinade and eat it, such a good taste cannot be bought with any amount of money.
At this time, take a sip of tea. Good meat paired with good tea is truly a heavenly enjoyment.
Xie Jun, Xu Maofang and Zhou Dongmei all looked at Grandma Xie's face, seeing her enjoying expression. It was past lunch time and the three of them couldn't help but choke on their laughter.
Zhou Dongmei picked up the chopsticks as if possessed by a ghost and was about to taste it.
Grandma Xie moved the basin full of meat and glared at him:
"There is no place for you."
I just disliked Shui Ya. Don't think that she is too old to figure out what she means. They just say nice things but they look down on Shui Ya's money-making business. If you have the guts, why don't you just stop eating?
Grandma Xie felt relieved when she saw her son choking on his face.
She ate the meat with big mouthfuls and sipped the tea with small sips, feeling indescribably happy. She invited her grandson's wife to eat with her.
Ye Qingshui quickly shook his head, "Grandma, eat it yourself, I'll eat the strawberries."
Xie Jun’s stomach started to growl. Where’s lunch?
Ye Qingshui didn't cook lunch, so naturally, Mrs. Wu cooked lunch. In this way, the family ate the home-cooked dishes made by Mrs. Wu, while Grandma Xie enjoyed the fragrant braised meat alone.
The table was filled with the tempting aroma of braised meat, but what entered my mouth were radishes and vegetables. Such a huge contrast made the meal taste like chewing wax.
Ye Qingshui ate with gusto, as pork was now a terrible thing for her that she could not avoid.
After the meal, Zhou Dongmei asked her mother, "It seems that Ye Qingshui makes quite a lot of money doing this. Did you see the customer who just came to get the sausage? He gave Ye Qingshui ten yuan."
Xu Maofang hated Ye Qingshui for doing this. When her neighbors asked her about it, she wished she could crawl into the ground.
Who would care how much money Ye Qingshui makes from doing this?
She didn't care even if Ye Qingshui made a fortune. In her opinion, it wasn't a matter of making money. Ye Qingshui was no different from a farmer carrying vegetables to the city to sell.
"How much?" Xu Maofang asked nonchalantly.
"Ten dollars."
Although ten yuan is not a lot, if you can earn ten yuan every day, the total amount in a month would be really amazing.
Xu Maofang was also shocked when he heard this.
Since marrying Xie Jun, Xu Maofang has never worried about money, but she has never had so much liquid cash on hand.
Xie Jun's monthly salary is only over 100 yuan, and the household allowance he gives is at most 30 to 50 yuan per month. In addition, Xu Maofang has to give her daughter pocket money every month... How can she save money?
Three hundred yuan a month, Xu Maofang thought: Wow, with so much money, can't I do whatever I want?
In the past, Zhou Dongmei would have had no concept of money.
She has always been generous, even more generous than Xie Tingyu. Girls of the same age would save money to buy snow cream, but she would use it as if it were water without blinking an eye.
After returning to the Zhou family, if it weren't for her biological mother, Zhou Dongmei might not have had new clothes to wear.
Zhou Dongmei gritted her teeth and said, "I'll come again tomorrow."
Xu Maofang understood the meaning behind her daughter's words. On the one hand, she felt sad that her daughter was forced by life to think about making money. On the other hand, she hated Grandma Xie for being stubborn. If it weren't for her, how could her daughter be so sensible?
In other words, Xu Maofang was completely unaware of his double standards. Ye Qingshui's sausage making was not presentable, and Zhou Dongmei wanted to get involved because she saw that it could make money, but she was forced to do so. She didn't even think about how her daughter was taken away by the Zhou family. Was Zhou Dongmei innocently driven away by Grandma Xie?
It’s April, more than a month since school started.
Li Rong came to Peking University to visit her son, Zhou Pinghuai's friend Zheng Xiaoguo, who gave Zhou Pinghuai a thumbs up in front of Li Rong and praised him.
"Ping Huai studies very hard, and he also keeps fit after studying. He joined the school's football team, and we beat Huada in the match. Ping Huai also won first place in table tennis... The mathematics department held a competition a while ago, and Ping Huai also participated."
"He didn't major in mathematics, but he came in second place."
Several of Zhou Pinghuai's roommates also admired him when they mentioned him. After all, he was the top scholar in the capital city, and the top scholar was different.
Not only can he master everything he studies, he can also get first place in everything. The first place in the mathematics department is said to be the top student in the country.
The national champion was almost caught up by Zhou Pinghuai, just three points behind. He was the national champion who majored in mathematics.
After hearing this, Li Rong showed a rare hint of satisfaction on her cold face, and she shared all the fruits she brought with them.
"Thank you."
After dinner time, Zhou Pinghuai came back from outside, steaming hot. He wiped the sweat off his head with a towel, and the smile on his face faded when he saw Li Ronglai.
Li Rong took her son for a walk outside and finally mentioned the purpose of their visit today.
"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs wants to recruit a few students who are proficient in foreign languages. They will be responsible for accompanying the leaders to receive foreign guests. I guess they will choose between Peking University and Huazhong University. You must seize this opportunity..."
Zhou Pinghuai became interested and asked, "What foreign language?"
Li Rong said: "English."
Zhou Pinghuai spread his hands helplessly, "I don't speak English. You forgot that I studied Russian."
In the 1950s and 1960s, the Soviet Union was China's big brother, and the whole country was in a frenzy of learning from the Soviet Union. Naturally, Russian was also the most popular foreign language officially recognized.
Li Rong looked a little disappointed, and insisted: "This is a rare opportunity, go and give it a try, and if it doesn't work, we can talk about it later..."
Zhou Pinghuai interrupted his mother's beautiful fantasy: "This is just useless work, I won't waste my time on it.
I have only been exposed to English for a month and a half. How can you learn a language overnight? If you recruit Russian speakers, I will go even if you lock me up. You don’t know how many excellent students there are in Kyoto University.”
Zhou Pinghuai's straightforward refusal made Li Rong look unhappy, and the atmosphere between mother and son suddenly became tense.
Li Rong suddenly asked, "Who got first place in the math competition?"
Zhou Pinghuai opened his mouth and sneered, "It's Xie Tingyu."
The three words "Xie Tingyu" seemed like the deadliest curse. At the moment when the words fell, even with Qi Ye's shielding, Li Rong's face suddenly changed color and there was no place to shield it.
Without saying a word, she turned around and threw her son on the empty boulevard.
Zhou Pinghuai shrugged indifferently and turned back to the dormitory.
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Xie family.
After Xie Tingyu returned home, he conscientiously took on the task of tutoring his daughter-in-law.
Ye Qingshui asked him with great interest: "I heard from Tingting that Brother Yu participated in a math competition and won first place?"
Xie Tingyu was overwhelmed by his wife's bright and admiring eyes. He turned his head away, coughed, and said lightly:
“It’s just a small game.”
Ye Qingshui hugged his arm and said, "You didn't even tell me. I heard that it was a joint exam for eight schools, and students from every major can participate."
Mathematics competition, how familiar does this sound?
The development of mathematics in China was interrupted in the 1960s and 1970s, but after the resumption of the college entrance examination, universities began to recruit students. The most important meeting held at the end of this year will determine the rebirth of mathematics. This time, it is estimated that universities will begin to consciously cultivate mathematical talents.
After the 1980s, China began to participate in IMO, and the mathematical talents of Chinese students began to be fully demonstrated internationally.
How could Xie Tingyu come up with so many ideas from a small competition? He was even so sleepy that he almost fell asleep during the math competition exam and hurriedly filled out the paper and handed it in.
The mathematics teacher was so angry that he was shaking when he saw this student who was so unpromising yet still got first place.
Xie Tingyu hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. He said sleepily, "Shui'er, if you don't want to study physics, why don't we go to bed early?"
Ye Qingshui lowered his head and wrote a few questions. When he looked up, he found that the man was already fast asleep, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
She was a little puzzled. What had Xie Tingyu done during this period of time that made him so sleepy?
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