Chapter 1826: Mr. Zhou Returns to Beijing 2
"Hello, Comrade Zhou." The two raised their hands and saluted without thinking too much. "Three days later, a plane will fly from the Jinling Military Region to the capital. We will pick you up and send you to the Jinling Military Region, as well as Comrade Zhao Kui."
Zhao Kui is Zhao Anbang's father. He was able to return to his hometown to recuperate a few years ago and has never resumed work.
Wang Zhengguo took the opportunity to hand the telegram to Zhou Fengchu.
Zhou Fengchu held the telegram tightly in his hand. He didn't expect that he could go back so soon. Although he couldn't return to his original job immediately, returning to the capital would mean that all his past charges would be cleared and he would have a great chance of returning to work.
"Okay, I'll go pack my bags now." The most important thing is to say goodbye to the old friends and the younger generation.
Everyone was happy for him. With such an outcome for Zhou Fengchu, how long would it take for them to be rehabilitated?
Zhou Fengchu only took a change of clothes and a few daily necessities, leaving bedding and other daily necessities to an old friend who might leave at an unknown time. Before getting on the bus, his eyes slowly swept across the Wanglou Brigade, memorizing the faces of the elders and villagers in his mind, and finally fixed on the person who saw him off, "Xiaoxue, see you in the capital."
"Don't worry, we'll see each other soon." Feng Qingxue's eyes and brows were filled with joy.
In her previous life, she had heard people say that those who resumed their work during the catastrophe or were able to leave the relocated areas as soon as the catastrophe ended were all bigwigs. Without connections and abilities, they would not have been rehabilitated so quickly, because the national rehabilitation took place in the early 1980s.
To celebrate Zhou Fengchu's departure, Feng Qingxue prepared two large tables of delicious dishes at noon, including chicken, fish, meat and eggs, which was very rich.
Seeing the hope of getting rid of the bad elements, Wen Ruyu got drunk, touched Fubao's two pigtails tied with red hairbands, and said with a smile: "The capital, I've been away for too long, it must have changed a lot. I wrote a letter to the higher-ups to test the waters, saying that I'm old and weak, and I don't have much time left. I wonder if I can return to Beijing to recuperate and do my little bit for the cultural community."
The cultural and academic circles are not the military or political circles, so they were originally affected by the disaster and the chances of being rehabilitated are very high.
The two students who had accompanied him in the past few years, He Qingyin and Ouyang Mo, nodded and seriously considered the big shots they knew. After all, they were both leading figures in the painting world before they met with disaster, and Ouyang Mo was even the president of the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts.
Jin Ruochu's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and smiled, "Good idea. We don't know when they will remember us, so it's better for us to find a way to contact people with similar interests and write letters together. Since ancient times, reading can help us understand reason and be a good person. It's nonsense to say that knowledge is rebellion! The cultural gap has been for ten years, and there is an extreme shortage of talents in all aspects. I think it is urgent for the country to rectify this area. It is very likely that the college entrance examination will be restored, and then we will have a place to use our skills."
Unlike Wen Ruyu who devoted himself to the study of calligraphy and painting, Jin Ruchu was an all-rounder among all-rounders. There was nothing he didn't know, including physics, chemistry, mechanics, architecture, calligraphy and painting, foreign languages, and mathematics. Before the accident, countless universities had invited him to teach. Guan Cheng had only studied with him for a few years, but now he was a senior engineer in a machinery factory in the capital, and had developed and improved several new machines.
Feng Qingxue gave the two elders a thumbs up and said, "I also think the college entrance examination will be resumed. Too many things have happened this year, and things haven't completely stabilized yet. Master, Uncle Jin, if you two want to write a letter, please wait until next year."
(End of this chapter)