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Grandpa Jiang didn’t really understand all this. He also didn’t understand why his granddaughter was already admitted in advance when she was only in her second year of high school.

He only knew a few words when his father was still alive. After his father passed away and he had to support his family, he had already given back what he had learned as a child to his teachers. It was not until after the liberation that the emergence of the anti-blindness class allowed him to pick up the matter of literacy again.

So he didn’t understand what competitions were, and didn’t understand the various things in school. He only knew from his two grandsons and two nephews that to enter university, one had to go to high school step by step, pass the college entrance examination, and fly out of their small mountain village and their small county town, just like the educated youth in their brigade.

But this did not prevent him from reading the words on the banner word by word, and he understood the fact that Jiang Xi had been admitted to the university in advance.

He walked back slowly, and his whole body was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The bosses and wives of the surrounding shops came to congratulate Grandpa Jiang, and Grandpa Jiang nodded with a smile. He also did not know how to say thank you. The pronunciation of "thank you" in the Shuibu Town dialect is different from that in Wucheng and Mandarin. He was an old man who was shy even to say the word "thank you".

He went to a neighbor who sold biscuits, rice candy, twisted dough sticks, and small packages of scallion oil slices and white cakes. He weighed out some small bags of rice candy, twisted dough sticks, and white cakes. In the local sense, white cakes mean rising step by step. Whether it is getting married, having children, or giving gifts during the New Year, such white cakes are always indispensable.

He went to a small stall selling fried peanuts and melon seeds and bought several kilograms of melon seeds and peanuts, as well as some peanut candy. Whoever came to congratulate him, he would smile and bring out fruit plates, letting the visitor grab a handful and take away to share in the joy.

Everyone loves to get some of this kind of joy, especially those families with children. At this time, they are not interested in rice candy, twisted dough sticks, or biscuits that can fill their stomachs. What they love most are the white-cut cakes and peanut candies with light gray sesame filling in the middle. They usually grab a handful of candy and white-cut cakes, put them in their pockets, and take them home for their children to eat, hoping that after eating the candies and cakes from their Wucheng Wenquxing, their children can also get some of Wenquxing's literary aura and make steady progress in their studies in the future. Even if they can't be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University like Wenquxing, at least it's good to be able to study at a major university.

Some people were greedy, and seeing that Grandpa Jiang was just sitting on the rocking chair, smiling and watching them grabbing candies and cakes, they filled both hands with candies and cakes, and even filled both pockets of his shirt, and then took another big handful back, which looked at least close to two kilograms.

Most people were too embarrassed to do so, so they just symbolically grabbed a big handful, and at most grabbed more melon seeds and peanuts.

Every wrinkle between Grandpa Jiang's eyebrows and eyes was filled with a happy smile. Whenever someone came to congratulate him, he would keep saying, "Eat wedding candy, eat wedding candy."

He thought about the scene of his eldest granddaughter having a wedding banquet and eating wedding candy in the future. He would probably watch happily like this, watching his granddaughter, whom he raised, get married and marry. But he never expected such a scene, that his eldest granddaughter's wedding candy was distributed to everyone in this way.

The wedding candy was placed in a cardboard box at the door, and anyone who came could grab a handful. Some passersby were curious, asked, and then grabbed a handful to take away. Grandpa Jiang didn't say anything, but smiled.

The students of Wuzhong were too embarrassed to grab the wedding candies and cakes, but the poor students of No. 1 Middle School would grab a handful when passing by.

Although Director Wang and his colleagues at Wuzhong could not celebrate the fact that Song Peifeng from their school was admitted to National Tsing Hua University in a high-profile manner like No. 1 Middle School did by setting off firecrackers, they had to know who Song Peifeng's father was.

They immediately called Secretary Song, Song Peifeng's father, and reported the good news to him.

Those who were well-informed also immediately congratulated Secretary Song.

Two years was enough for Secretary Song to sort out Wu Cheng's network of relationships. With the help of this crackdown, he completely took over Wu Cheng's power. Naturally, there were a large number of people who chose to stand in line and follow him. Even Wu Cheng's second-in-command, who was specifically responsible for the economy, did not struggle to cooperate with Secretary Song.

First of all, Secretary Song had obviously offended someone and was demoted here, but he had someone with a background, so he would not stay here for long. What he wanted was political achievements.

Once Secretary Song was transferred away from here, if he became friends with Secretary Song, he would most likely be the next in line. Why would he compete with Secretary Song? The two of them happened to be one civil and one military, one responsible for sweeping pornography and fighting crime, and the other responsible for the economy, cooperating with each other.

Therefore, after hearing the news, many people came to congratulate Secretary Song.

Although No. 1 Middle School has a good reputation among the people, and people know that No. 1 Middle School has a strong academic atmosphere and good grades, in the hearts of the real bigwigs in Wucheng, Wuzhong is the one that sits firmly in the first place. Although No. 1 Middle School also has a student who was recommended to Peking University this year, didn’t Wuzhong also have one? They are not inferior at all. The

happiest person is Secretary Song himself. The local literary style is flourishing, which is also a good achievement for him. Especially before he came to Wucheng, Wucheng had not produced students from Tsinghua University and Peking University for many years. He has just been here for two years, and two of them have suddenly become famous, and both appeared in the second year after he came to Wucheng.

It was also after he came here that the public security in Wucheng this year has changed qualitatively from previous years. With better public security, the economy will naturally develop.

Apart from other things, there were too many unemployed workers before, and there were more and more idle people. Now that these people can't hang around because of the crackdown, don't they have to find other ways to do things? So Wucheng opened another Internet cafe, and various billiard halls and movie theaters appeared like mushrooms after rain on the streets of Wucheng, especially near some schools. Except for the street of No. 1 Middle School and Wuzhong Middle School, there are one or two billiard halls in front of almost every school.

In addition, there are more and more small street vendors, and more milk tea shops, ice porridge shops, snack bars, and spicy hot pot shops. There is a long row of snack stalls next to the cinema. After the security in Wucheng has improved, these laid-off workers are looking for ways to make a living.

He Xiaofang, who had already been assigned to a different class, widened her eyes in surprise when she heard the news: "What? Jiang Jiang was admitted to Peking University in advance?"

In fact, she didn't quite understand such a thing as early admission, but she was still very happy to hear the news. She felt like my good friend was a big shot, and kept showing off in the class: "Jiang Jiang was admitted to Peking University in advance! Peking University, my goodness!"

Some people were not used to her showing off, and couldn't help but say sourly: "It's not you who was admitted to Peking University, why are you so happy?"

In the past, if He Xiaofang was criticized by others, she would immediately be timid and dare not say anything, and would lower her head with her neck shrunk and in grievance.

But at this moment, she didn't seem to be frustrated at all. Instead, she puffed out her chest and raised her chin proudly: "I'm happy! Ling Ling is from our dormitory!" After thinking for a while, she added: "She is my good friend!"

People who disliked her immediately scolded her: "Huh? Jiang Ling can be a good friend of yours? You're lying, only a ghost would be friends with you! Look at you, you're so dark, and I can't even see you when I turn off the lights at night!"

He Xiaofang was almost heartbroken by the insult. She was not good at arguing with others, and when she was insulted, she wanted to cry.

But she still held back, stiffening her neck and saying, "No matter what you say, Jiang Xi is my good friend!" She shook her big thick braid, sat down angrily, and didn't want to talk to that person anymore.

Wang Xia, the head of the 610 dormitory who also chose the liberal arts, said, "I can testify that Jiang Xi is really He Xiaofang's good friend. She and Xu Xiuli from Class 3 are inseparable every day. You must have seen it, right?"

This scene was indeed common before, but since Jiang Xi went to the training team, they haven't been together for a long time. Xu Xiuli was fine. She was able to adjust her mood quickly and focus on studying. However, He Xiaofang was lost for a long time.

When Jiang Wu was not around, the dormitory head Wang Xia and the other two girls in the dormitory were together all day, Lu Xuehua and Liu Ping were together, and she was left with Xu Xiuli. Although on the surface, the two of them walked together, they knew in their hearts that Jiang Wu was the glue between the two of them. Without Jiang Wu, even if she and Xu Xiuli walked together and ate together, they actually ate separately.

Xu Xiuli and Liu Ping from Class 3 also heard the good news. Liu Ping's first reaction was: "Will Jiang Wu not finish her senior year of high school and go to college in advance?"

They had never seen anyone being admitted in advance in her second year of high school, so they didn't know whether Jiang Wu would continue to study at No. 1 Middle School or go directly to college.

If Jiang Wu left, what would happen to the rental books? Jiang Xi won't take all these books away, right?

Over the years, Jiang Xi has accumulated a lot of magazines, not to mention the published books of "The Great Song" and "White Snake".

At present, in their book rental business, "White Snake" and "The Great Song" are the most rented. Every time, they are reserved in advance before others return them. Especially the first volume of the newly published "The Legend of the White Snake". Many readers have read "The Legend of the New White Snake". In addition, this article has a foreshadowing in the first volume that the heroine was injured by the enemy before her cultivation and was saved by a herbalist. Female students preconceived that this is a work about the love between the White Snake and Xu Xian.

Who among the girls aged 17 or 18 has not had their hearts stirred? What kind of literary works do you like to read most during the period of spring? It is undoubtedly a love drama.

Especially the "Princess Xinyue" which was just broadcast two years ago and became a big hit. The feelings in it are so touching! That kind of pure and selfless love made many girls put themselves into Xinyue's love after watching this TV series. They felt that Yan Ji, who prevented Nu Dahai and Xinyue from being together, was really too annoying and vicious. Fortunately, in the end, the kindness of Xinyue moved Yan Ji and fulfilled her love with Nu Dahai. The relationship

between the little white snake and Xu Xian must be the same as that between the white lady and Xu Xian in "The Legend of the New White Snake". In the end, they will only envy the duck and not the fairy, right?

Therefore, the story of "White Snake's Cultivation of Immortality" is more popular among girls than "The Great Song Dynasty". After all, "The Great Song Dynasty" is more about the plot of the case, and it is also interspersed with court struggles and fighting in the rivers and lakes that they are not very interested in. Where is the sweet love story? It

's just that the time of cultivation is too long. When will it be the turn of the little white snake and Xu Xian to meet again?

But they still like to read "White Snake's Cultivation of Immortality". Although there is no sweet love story in the beginning, they put themselves in the shoes of the little white snake and feel the little white snake's golden finger - the pure moonlight power that is more than a thousand years more than other demons, and the plot of ascending to heaven and dominating the world of cultivation of immortals. I don't know why, but it is inexplicably very cool.

The book says that because the Little White Snake refined the essence of the moon energy brought by the Emperor's fluid in the early stage, it is different from the demon power brought by the demon cultivators themselves by swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Because the demons need to strengthen themselves through blood and qi, each demon who nourishes itself by devouring other demons has a strong and strong demon aura, but the Little White Snake refined only the pure moon energy, without swallowing the blood and qi of any demons, and without killing any intelligent demons, so the whole body is pure and righteous, and the fairy aura is floating.

Isn't this exactly the same as the White Snake? Although she is a bit more domineering than White Snake, they believe that this is just because Little White Snake is more snake-like than divine. When Little White Snake successfully transforms and becomes White Snake, she will definitely become a fairy-like fairy like White Snake!

It's like there is a carrot hanging in front, and the plot in the front is very exciting. This makes the sales of the physical book "White Snake Cultivation" not much less than "Song Dynasty" after it was launched, and it has been reprinted twice.

Major publishers also quickly discovered another best-selling book of Xiao Meng.

It can be said that Xiao Meng has secured the position of the best-selling writer in the 1990s with two books.

Now some people are thinking of signing Xiao Meng's third book in advance.

Especially, with the arrival of winter vacation, the third part of the TV series "Bao Qingtian" adapted from "Da Song" was also released. The release of "Bao San" not only boosted the sales of "Da Song" again, but also boosted the sales of the new book "White Snake Xiuxian" by Xiao Meng. Many students who had nothing to do at home during the winter vacation either bought "Wuxia" magazines or went to bookstores to buy "White Snake" books.

After a year of busy work outside, Jiang's father and mother returned to their hometown. The first thing they did when they returned home was not to eat hot dishes and rice, but to face the messy and dilapidated house, and they didn't know where to start cleaning.

It was really too run-down.

Jiang's father opened the door of the old house. He had never felt that the gatehouse of the old house was so short.

The wires in the house were also damaged by rats and had to be repaired. Fortunately, this was no problem for Jiang's father, who quickly fixed the circuit.

The floor, the table, and the bench were all covered with a thick layer of dust, and they had no place to step.

They found a sickle that had not been used for a year and was already rusty, and sharpened it with a whetstone. They cut all the wormwood on the waterproof platform at the door. The cut wormwood could be dried in the sun and used as firewood.

In previous years, they went out to work, and Grandpa Jiang would go down the mountain from time to time to look after the family. Jiang Liu also came back to live every day. When they came back from work, there was always a pile of firewood prepared by Grandpa Jiang on the platform at the door, filled with firewood and pine needles that Grandpa Jiang usually picked up from the mountain.

They never had to worry about not having firewood to burn when they got home.

After that, they had to clean and repair the roof.

They were close to the mountains and the water, and it rained the most in winter. The tiles on the roof were soaked and moldy.

Seeing this, Jiang's mother was really broken. Her face was as gloomy as the weather in winter, where water could drip at any time, and the sky was covered with dark clouds visible to the naked eye.

There was no water in the water tank. It had not been used for a year and was also dirty. The first thing Jiang's father did after putting down his things was to fetch water and wash the water tank, and then fill it with water.

In previous years, Jiang Bai had done this.

The quilts they brought to Shenzhen were not brought back. The quilts at home had not been exposed to the sun for a year and were damp and smelled moldy. They suddenly remembered that in previous years when they came back from work, the quilts were always fragrant, with a soft and fragrant smell of the sun.

The wormwood that had just been cut was dry in winter, but it could not be burned immediately because it was soaked by rain. However, there was not a single piece of firewood on the high platform at the door.

Helpless, Jiang's mother went to borrow firewood and coal briquettes from Jiang's eldest aunt.

Compared with Jiang's mother who had just returned, Jiang's face was as gloomy as the winter weather.

Jiang's eldest aunt saw her and advised her: "You just came back, it's normal to have nothing!"

Jiang's mother was angry and said: "Other people's elderly people take care of the house after the young people go out to work, and they don't have to worry at all. They come back with hot meals. I don't ask for a hot meal, firewood, firewood, vegetables, and you still grow them. The house is a mess. You really didn't see my quilt, how moldy it is! It's so wet that water can drip out. How can I sleep?"

"We haven't been back for a year, and the house has been ruined like this and no one cares!"

"And the little one, even if he is busy with school studies and has no time to come back, he should at least come back during the summer vacation to take out the quilts and clothes at home to dry them, right? He should also cut the wormwood on the high platform, right? When I came back, the copper wormwood tree had grown as high as the eaves!"

She blamed Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Liu, and thought of Jiang Bai: "And Jiang Bai, he is already 19 years old during the New Year, and he sells clothes on the street, but he doesn't even know to go home to cut the grass at the door or repair the tiles on the roof. What's the point of raising them? The three of them stay in their hometown, while his father and I have to come back thousands of miles to cut grass."

Jiang's mother felt uncomfortable as if a breath was blocked in her heart. The more she spoke, the more uncomfortable and sad she became. As she spoke, tears fell and she choked with sobs.

There was nothing to eat at home, so Uncle Jiang gave Jiang Dad the grain harvest from the land planted by Jiang Dad this year, at the rate of 300 kilograms of rice per mu of land. The rice was very dry in the sun, so it could be directly poured into the granary.

There was no firewood at home, so Jiang Dad went to the mountain to chop wood, and then went to the charcoal mountain to pull coal back and used a coal briquette machine to make coal briquettes one by one and dry them in the sun.

The girls and boys who worked outside the village came back one by one, and the village seemed to be alive and very lively.

Jiang Ma was full of anger, waiting for Grandpa Jiang, Jiang Xi, and Jiang Bai to come back and rage against them. Even though they couldn't quarrel during the New Year, she would feel better if they said a few sarcastic words.

But a day passed, and Jiang Xi and Jiang Bai didn't come back. Two

days passed, the village became more and more lively, but Jiang Xi

and Jiang Bai did not come back. Three days passed, the village was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, people posted couplets, dusted the houses, and watched outdoor movies, but Jiang Xi and Jiang Bai still did not come back.