A new semester, a new atmosphere, returning to campus to experience a new life. Looking at the students hurrying around the campus, looking at the students running on the playground.
Zhou Jiao found that it seemed a little inappropriate for her and her husband to stroll leisurely like this, so she quickly gestured to Zhang Guoqing who was standing beside her.
Zhang Guoqing smiled and continued, "I've just found out. They all have scholarships for children of military personnel, 12.5 yuan a month. Just follow their lead and don't act any different."
Zhou Jiao whispered, "I know. I didn't apply for it on my own initiative. If I wasn't given one, I wouldn't apply. Otherwise, it would be a joke if I applied again while riding a bicycle and wearing a watch."
Zhang Guoqing nodded. He himself had such a generous condition of studying with salary, so of course he would not actively apply for his wife's scholarship.
Tuition is free, meals are free, and even the single dormitory is free. If you apply proactively, you will be struck by lightning.
"Oh, it seems that you really have to support the family in the future. I still have several hundred yuan of your salary. How come life is getting better and better?"
Zhang Guoqing laughed at her teasing. A few hundred? It wasn't even enough. Thirty-seven yuan a month, and besides the five yuan he gave to his parents for living expenses, the remaining thirty-two yuan wasn't enough for his son alone.
After breakfast, Zhou Jiao received her 32-jin meal ticket for the month. She was even happier. She had never realized the substantial benefits of being able to go to college.
Today I finally experienced why others look envious when they mention college students.
Her monthly food ration was now 32 jin (approximately 100 kg), a 6 jin increase from her original 26 jin (approximately 100 kg). That was quite a feat, wasn't it? Furthermore, including Zhang Guoqing, it should be enough for the couple.
After receiving the meal ticket, Zhou Jiao smiled foolishly for a long time.
Zhang Guoqing didn't try to wake her up, so he just let her be happy.
He'd eaten at the company cafeteria before and knew the ins and outs. He claimed the meal was 32 jin (approximately 1000 kg), but he'd only eaten 30. A jin a day was enough for his wife, but hardly enough for a grown man.
A large pancake cost 2 liang of food coupons, a bowl of corn porridge cost 2 liang, a fried dough stick cost half a liang or 1 liang of food coupons, a steamed corn bread cost 4 liang, and two steamed buns cost 4 liang.
The meal tickets I received from the school's catering department were printed by year, month, and day, with breakfast, lunch, and dinner. So, I could only plan my meals around 2 liang for breakfast and 4 liang for each subsequent meal. A 4 liang meal ticket would buy two steamed buns, and the side dishes would depend on what I ordered. The school cafeteria wasn't going to have the same level of fat and water as the office cafeteria.
Still, he was content. He could still eat some white flour buns, even if it was with plain cabbage or even cabbage soup. He didn't complain. Life wasn't easy, and he should be more grateful than the average person.
Zhang Guoqing took the two enamel bowls he was assigned, and he and Zhou Jiao followed Yi Jiefang and several other students from the same department back to the classroom of the Department of Electrical Engineering.
There were already a few students in the classroom, and the most important one was the class counselor, Xiao Wu, who had led us that day. I heard that he was not only a counselor, but also a high-ranking official in the Communist Youth League.
As soon as he saw Zhang Guoqing and others, he gestured for them to sit in the front.
After settling in, we waited for a while until the bell rang. The books were handed out and the schedule was posted on the wall, but the class still hadn't started.
Counselor Wu waited for everyone to calm down before announcing the week-long preschool program. He also emphasized that in addition to studying the positive domestic and international trends, the specific circumstances of the school should also be considered.
After all this trouble, Zhou Jiao finally figured out what was going on with the 52 students in the classroom from their conversations.
She was in the Mechanical and Electrical Engineering 59 (1) class, which had 52 students. The oldest was 32 years old, and the youngest was 16, a difference of twice the age. In terms of gender ratio, there were 42 males and 10 females, a serious underrepresentation.
The students' academic qualifications vary greatly, with most having a high school diploma or equivalent, and a few having only a junior high school or elementary school diploma. Their admission channels also vary.
In addition to the majority of students who were selected through the college entrance examination, there were also about ten older students who were “transferred cadres” who were recommended for admission. Fifty-two students from different places, with different experiences, different goals, and with a wide range of ages gathered together to form the Mechanical and Electrical 59 (1) class.
"Next, I will announce the list of class leaders. Students on the list should remember to stay after class to attend the class committee meeting."
Before everyone could react, Counselor Wu dropped a bomb.
"Squad leader Zhang Guoqing, deputy squad leader Yi Jiefang, League secretary Shen Yunshi, study committee member Zhou Jiao, life committee member He Benshan, labor committee member Wei Kelin, literature and art committee member Lu Qiaoying..."
As he announced one after another.
Zhang Guoqing felt like he was struck by lightning. He turned his head to look at Yi Jiefang beside him and found that the boy had a smirk on his face and winked at him. He really wanted to slap him to death.
Everything happened so suddenly, and he had to take care of his children, so where did he have the energy or time to care about these people? Fortunately, he had a good heart and his expression did not show any abnormality.
Although counselor Wu is young, tall, thin as a stick, and speaks in a low voice, he speaks very logically and is especially good at giving people stimulants.
Zhang Guoqing heard the other party asking him to say a few words.
Seeing that it was useless, he immediately stood up and said seriously: "I am a member of the D class. I will definitely set an example and serve the class wholeheartedly."
Yi Jiefang saw him sit down after finishing his speech and rolled his eyes at him. This buddy has said it all, what should he do? He sighed secretly, then stood up, "As a class leader, I am happy to serve you. If you have any difficulties, please find Zhang Guoqing, I will help you register. Special reminder, no matter how big or small the matter is, it can be handled."
A serious statement was ruined by his words and everyone burst into laughter.
Counselor Wu smiled and coughed a few times, and the classroom finally quieted down. He then began to call on students one by one and asked them to speak.
Zhou Jiao didn't know what her role as a study committee member was. Her classmate, Lu Qiaoying, was a twenty-something transferred student who had just been appointed as the arts committee member.
At this moment, she noticed the other person's face full of excitement. She had a sudden realization that this elder sister and Ping An were probably thinking on the same level.
Zhou Jiao still remembered Ping An's proud announcement last night, his chin raised, that he was helping Auntie look after the children. Anyone who disobeyed would be beaten by him!
Zhou Jiao looked at the other man, his patched clothes covering more than half the space, and shrank back. Facing the so-called activists, would their fervor be directed at her? The thought filled her with lingering fear.
After class, Lu Qiaoying pulled Zhou Jiao aside and whispered, "Why did you get married so early? How come you military children get married and have children so early?"
Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes secretly. Gossip was everywhere. As soon as the sun rose, even the fact that she was a descendant of a soldier was spread everywhere. What secret could she keep?
She smiled and said lightly: "When you reach the required age and meet someone with similar interests, you can get married." She didn't believe that the older sister in front of her had not yet started a family.
"It's too early for you. Luckily you found a man you like, otherwise your life would be ruined. I thought the same thing at first, but I finally escaped that hell and am living a good life now."
Zhou Jiao had no interest in hearing gossip about the other person, especially anything involving privacy. Fortunately, several female classmates gathered behind her, so she wouldn't be speechless.
These days, if a woman can get divorced and still make it to college on her own, it's a miracle if she has no guilt.
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