Chapter 140: A Young Man Should Not Struggle

These are Hang Jingshu’s own thoughts.

If Teacher Yu knew what she was thinking, he would probably take her straight to the laboratory.

Honey, you are such a talent!

People must follow the policies so that the money they earn will be safe and clean.

Why do we engage in agriculture?

Of course, it is not just to ensure that the people have enough food to eat.

Even though this is a problem worth solving.

The international impact of food issues is also crucial.

Don't be fooled by foreigners' polite appearance, they actually do a lot of sneaky things behind the scenes.

They took away the soybean seeds and tea seedlings, as well as kiwifruit, which they renamed as exotic fruits and sold to you at extremely high prices.

But in fact, kiwi fruit is a specialty of our country!

Vegetable greenhouses not only solve the problem of food availability in the north, but also enable export trade.

Among the surrounding countries, we are the only one with vast territory and abundant resources. Why don't you give it a try and let those little kimchi be produced and sold by themselves?

The next day, Hang Jingshu received a telegram from home.

The telegram was charged by the word, but Wang Silan was rich and generous, and he was very angry with Aunt Hang, so it was difficult for him to control his emotions.

Now that conditions at home are good, Wang Silan wants to install a telephone in the boutique so that she doesn't have to run back and forth to send telegrams.

By the way, ask your daughter how she is adapting to school. If she is short of money, tell her family and don't make life too hard...

He also mentioned the commercial building, which is currently being actively prepared and Wang Silan is very busy.

It was a good telegram, but it turned out to be as long as a letter.

Song Yue looked at the telegram in astonishment and asked again, "Xiao Hang, are you really from the countryside?"

Hang Jingshu chuckled, "It's really rural, but my parents are running a small business now. The telegram is so long, I guess it's because of something urgent."

That makes sense.

The discrimination against self-employed individuals in universities is not that serious. This is not ancient times, and businessmen are not allowed to take imperial examinations.

Anyone who can go to university does so based on their own strength.

Hang Jingshu held the telegram in his hand, feeling a bit amused and helpless. After thinking about it, he decided to write a letter and send it back.

Seeing that the family was prosperous, Hang Jingshu felt much more at ease.

In his reply, Hang Jingshu said that the salary he had saved was enough for him to spend and there was no need to send money for the time being.

When you pickle vegetables in the fall, don’t forget to send some to the Yan family; they love them.

He also reminded Wang Silan to take care of her health. The family business was growing bigger and bigger, and if she couldn't handle it, she would have to hire someone else...

He wrote very eloquently and filled two large sheets of paper.

The wealth accumulated now is only a small part. Facing the future, Hang Jingshu is very confident that he will definitely make more and more money.

When she achieves financial freedom, she will find a beautiful place to start her retirement life at a young age.

What is the ultimate dream of a person in this life?

Of course, that means being rich and lying flat.

Having money in hand is the basis for all actions. Before that, all efforts are for a better life in the future.

If you don’t strive hard when you are young, you will live your youth in vain!

The nights in college are quiet. Without cell phones or computers, I can only read books in the dormitory at night.

Now various blockbuster novels have begun to take shape, but not many people in the dormitory read them, and everyone still maintains a schedule similar to that of high school.

It's really curly, but also really full.

Wen Cheng had been in a bad mood for the past two days, lying on the bed writing and drawing. Hang Jingshu was just about to go wash up with his things when he heard a quarrel in the men's dormitory opposite.

"What happened!"

Song Yue was the first one to lean over to the window to watch the excitement.

Cui Yanyang also rushed to the window and saw two figures fighting in the men's dormitory. She hurried to call for help: "Xiaohang, come and see, a fight has started!"

Hang Jingshu put down the letter and leaned over to take a look. Although there were street lights outside, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

The two figures were evenly matched at the beginning, but soon the weaker one was at a disadvantage.

Although the face is not clear, the muscle lines in the dark are really beautiful, and the winning leg is also very long.

"Oh my god, this guy..." Cui Yanyang exclaimed: "It's a pity for him not to work in agriculture with his body."

Even if you want to pick corn, you have to be faster than others.

Hang Jingshu was very surprised that he could even relate the admiration of muscle lines to his profession, he was indeed a top student.

School life was dull yet interesting. In just one week, Hang Jingshu became familiar with all his classmates.

Everyone still cared a lot about the halo of being the provincial top scholar, and Hang Jingshu was often called upon in class.

Teachers will look at students’ grades before they enter school, so everyone knows what level each student is at.

Students with good academic performance will naturally receive more attention.

During the class on Thursday, Song Yue also saw the school hunk from the next class. She was a straightforward person, so when she saw him she exclaimed "Wow" in surprise.

Then he pulled Hang Jingshu aside and whispered, "What do you think about me getting to know him?"

Hang Jingshu was pondering the contents of the book. When he looked up, he was confused: "Ah? Who?"

Song Yue's cheeks were slightly pink, and she motioned Hang Jingshu to look back. The originally carefree man suddenly became a little shy.

Hang Jingshu pretended to turn his head and glanced at her casually.

Wow, really handsome.

It’s hard to say, he’s even more handsome in person than in the photo.

Handsome guys these days don’t need to style their hair or put on makeup. They just wear a simple long-sleeved shirt and rely entirely on their facial features to look incredibly handsome.

Youth is meant to be vigorous.

Hang Jingshu decisively lowered his head and whispered to Song Yue: "Very good! I think it's okay."

No matter what year it is, handsome men and beautiful women are always popular.

Who doesn't like beautiful things?

The people in dormitory 206 sat in the first three rows. It was not popular to skip classes these days, and the study atmosphere in the university was very strong.

This position has to be snatched up every time.

Cui Yanyang saw them whispering to each other, his eyes fixed on the blackboard, but he moved over and lowered his voice to join the discussion: "What are you two whispering about again?"

Feeling a gust of cold wind blowing past, Hang Jingshu immediately straightened his posture and looked firmly at the blackboard without looking away.

Then, while the teacher was writing on the blackboard, he quickly wrote a note and stuffed it into Cui Yanyang's hand.

Cui Yanyang opened it curiously: The more you admire a young girl, the more you should take action.

Only now that we are in college do we have time to pass notes, and Hang Jingshu thinks it is quite interesting.

The four people in dormitory 206 get along very well with each other, and their collective life is colorful.

Wen Cheng also heard what the two people said. She usually doesn't talk much, but she is very observant of people.

Facing Song Yue's impatience, she poured cold water on him at the right time: "Sister Yue, calm down, he was the one who got into the fight that day."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the other three people to hear.

When Teacher Yu was talking about blueberries in class, he saw three girls in the third row turn their heads and look to the other side.

He couldn't help but knock on the table with the blackboard eraser: "Let's talk about this after class."

The four of them immediately sat up straight and obediently like primary school students.

Seeing that they were all well behaved, Teacher Yu nodded and continued teaching.

Blueberries...

It was not until 1984 that some high-quality products were introduced from abroad. Due to climate issues, research and cultivation have only begun in the north.

No key results have been achieved so far.

Everything that is popular abroad now is worth learning, from the introduction of various fruits to various vegetable seeds and so on.

As Hang Jingshu listened, he remembered the blueberries he had grown in Yan's house before.