As Xiang Mianmian and the people from the Rural Youth Office walked away, a young man with an ordinary appearance came out from the corner and walked near Xiang's house.
He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to this place, then he pried open the door and entered the Xiang family's house swiftly.
Because the method of prying the door open was too fast, it was almost the same as an ordinary person opening the door with a key, or even faster, so it did not attract anyone's attention.
Most of the people in the family compound have gone to work, so there are few people here now. It's freezing cold in the middle of winter, and not many people go out.
This man did not steal valuables when he entered the house. He just glanced at the radio placed in the open and was completely indifferent to things worth hundreds of dollars.
He looked left and right, and the outer door was useless to him, and the locks inside were even simpler.
After searching every room for a long time, I finally found Xiang Mianmian's desk.
Xiang Mianmian was in a hurry and the manuscripts were scattered on the table without being tidied up.
He smiled smugly and looked through the manuscripts curiously.
I recognize all the characters, and putting them together is like reading a book written in heaven.
Well, the thing I want to steal is confirmed to be this thing.
The man put all the manuscripts into his pockets, took some money and tickets that were not hidden, and walked out of the gate normally.
He wasn't even afraid of the patrolmen and even greeted the security guards when he saw them.
He had come to check out the place many times and became a distant relative of a family in the compound. He would send small favors like rice and flour from time to time. It was quite normal for him to visit relatives in the compound.
This manuscript is a treasure.
The young man patted his chest and walked briskly towards the bun shop.
On the other side, Xiang Mianmian, who didn't know that her home had been stolen, followed the people from the Youth Going to the Countryside Office to the school dormitory.
Naturally, she went to find Master Guo first. Since she was already there, she might as well visit the master.
The person who opened the door was Mrs. Wu, who was helping her three children with their homework. She was quite happy to see Xiang Mianmian when she opened the door, but she was a little confused when she saw the staff behind her.
Mrs. Wu smiled politely and asked, "What can I do for you?"
As she spoke, she invited everyone to come in and sit down, saying that there was a brazier at home to keep them warm.
The three kids were very well-behaved. When they saw guests coming, they took their homework and sat aside.
She stretched out her hand to warm herself by the fire and told Mianmian the whole story. She said she was innocent and would be able to start work in a few days, but she was arrested and sent to the countryside at this juncture.
The person from the Rural Youth Office took the admission letter and asked Mrs. Wu whether the paper was authentic.
The stunned Mrs. Wu couldn't help but laugh: "You guys... this is true. She will come to school in a few days to teach first-grade maintenance."
She jokingly said to Mianmian, "Look at you, you always excused yourself from going to the neighborhood office to explain the situation because you're busy. Now you feel better, don't you?"
On the surface, she blamed Xiang Mianmian for not reporting it proactively, but in fact she was explaining to the people in the Youth Going to the Countryside Office that she had her reasons.
Xiang Mianmian really didn't remember.
She was so immersed in the machine drawings and computer improvement plans of the methane plant that she had no time to pay attention to anything else.
Who knew that the Youth Going to the Countryside Office would tighten its policies and insist on sending people to the countryside?
After talking with Sister Wu's wife, the people from the Youth Going to the Countryside Office began to back off.
They have been working for so many years and are not really young, but they are stubbornly insisting on abiding by the rule that one person from each household must go to the countryside.
Xiang Mianmian must be quite capable to be specially recruited by a technical secondary school at her age.
If they were really taken away to the countryside, they would be wasting their years of work experience.
It’s all that young man’s fault for reporting that someone in the Xiang family didn’t follow the rules, and the youngest girl refused to work and stayed at home eating and drinking. Isn’t this false reporting of military intelligence to harm them?
If such talents are sent to the countryside, the principal might eat them up. Who doesn't have several children in school? Do you really not plan to go to technical secondary school?
So after confirming the authenticity and chatting for a while, they politely said their goodbyes, leaving the teacher and student to chat on their own.
Xiang Mianmian thought that since she was already out, it was a good time to change her mind, so she started chatting with Sister Wu: "I don't know where they got the news from, but they insisted on dragging me to the countryside."
Mrs. Wu put on her glasses and knitted a sweater. "The new regulations require that at least one child in the family go to the countryside. Aren't you the only one left in your family?"
The five older brothers and sisters are all working or joining the army, so Xiang Mianmian is the only one left to be controlled.
The dancing flames reflected on Xiang Mianmian's face: "It's been so many years, why are you still going to the countryside? Can the countryside accommodate so many people?"
It's not a bottomless pit. It's been more than ten years since the policy of going to the countryside began in 1958, and many knowledgeable young people have been accepted by the rural grassroots.
But there will always be a day when it reaches saturation, right?
Mrs. Wu shook her head. "Who knows? Anyway, remember to come to class on the 21st of the first lunar month. Speaking of which, we've added two more classes this year and two more teachers."
"Huh? Besides me, who is the other teacher?"
Mrs. Wu thought for a moment and said, "I heard he's a university student transferred from the city. He's quite young."
They all thought that the transfer would be from among the old teachers, but they didn't expect that it would be sent directly from above.
I became interested in Mianmian. She was a college student born in the 1960s, which is really rare. I wonder how good her repair skills are?
She was looking forward to the start of school and wanted to discuss things together, maybe it would provide some inspiration for computer design.
The master and disciple chatted about some family matters, and Xiang Mianmian was forced by the master's wife to stay for lunch before going home.
She ate her fill to her heart's content, and when she returned home and looked at her desk, she discovered that all her manuscripts had been stolen!
I even searched the whole house, afraid that I might have misremembered it and put it somewhere else, but it was nowhere to be found!
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