Li Wanyue's departure seemed to be silent. The villagers did not care that there was one less educated youth in the village. Perhaps only those educated youth who were in the same situation as her felt some ups and downs in their hearts.

At least Shen Zhiwen has been depressed for a long time. He was absent-minded and dazed in the blindness elimination class. He got angry when he saw Zhang Wenfang at home. But he had to eat and live in someone else's house, so he could only keep his anger to himself.

Dayan Village gradually entered the hot summer season, the blind elimination class was suspended, and Shen Zhiwen began to do nothing. He went out for a walk during the day and went back home at dinner time. The Zhang family became more and more dissatisfied with him, and criticized him in a sarcastic manner at the dinner table every day, which made Shen Zhiwen more and more shameless, and he could not hear or see anything.

One day, when Shen Zhiwen was wandering in the mountains, he happened to meet Jiang Miaomiao, whom he hadn't seen for many days.

Shen Zhiwen actually felt as if he was in another world at that moment. The image of Jiang Miaomiao's gentle, considerate and flattering manner in the past appeared in his mind, and Shen Zhiwen's eyes couldn't help but soften a lot.

He took the initiative to step forward and greeted her: "Miaomiao, long time no see, how...how have you been lately?"

Jiang Miaomiao was picking grass for pigs on the mountain. She was hunched over with a basket on her back, her face was covered with sweat and a red flush from the sun. Suddenly, Shen Zhiwen called her over and looked at her with such gentle eyes that goosebumps appeared all over her body. She said expressionlessly, "I'm fine."

Shen Zhiwen looked at her with distressed eyes: "No, you are not well. You have lost weight, and your eyes no longer have the innocent and happy light they used to have."

Jiang Miaomiao: …………

She suddenly recalled the Qiong Yao dramas she had watched on TV in her previous life. Shen Zhiwen now was just like those male protagonists who thought they were affectionate.

Jiang Miaomiao was too lazy to talk to him, so she turned around and left. Even if she was doing badly, there was no need to go back and get involved with Shen Zhiwen.

Shen Zhiwen quickly stepped forward and followed her, saying as he walked: "Miao Miao, I often think of our old days recently. You were washing clothes by the river, and I was reading poems for you. We were so simple and happy at that time. It would be great if time could go back, don't you think?"

Jiang Miaomiao stopped and said coldly: "You are so happy because I washed your clothes."

She turned around and continued walking in a different direction: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to Zhang Wenfang's house right now and let her hear how her man is flirting outside."

Shen Zhiwen was silent for a moment when he heard this. He paused, with a look of annoyance and confusion on his face: "Miao Miao, I'm just reminiscing about our pure proletarian friendship. How can you say that?"

Jiang Miaomiao said expressionlessly: "Oh, then go and reminisce in front of Zhang Wenfang. She should be happy to listen to it."

Shen Zhiwen was anxious. He immediately said angrily, "Forget it. It seems that I am the only one who cherishes this friendship. Since you are so ruthless, I have nothing to say. I am leaving!"

After saying this, Shen Zhiwen turned around and left. Jiang Miaomiao looked at his fleeing back and sneered.

She carried a basket of pig grass on her back, turned around, went down the mountain and went home.

Since the Chinese New Year, Jiang Miaomiao has often stayed at home and seldom went out to work. Her family members were afraid that she would be gossiped about if she went out, so they acquiesced.

Jiang Xiuxiu got married, and she was the only one left to do the housework. She was busy from morning to night doing all the chores, big and small, inside and outside the house.

Being so busy that she had no time to think about anything else, Jiang Miaomiao actually felt a sense of fulfillment.

Maybe it’s because of her bad reputation, but Zhang Cuihua no longer arranges blind dates for her or urges her to get married. Jiang Miaomiao feels a lot less bothered now.

For a moment, she actually thought that if she could live like this for the rest of her life, it would be fine. Working from sunrise to sunset, not living for others, although tiring, she felt comfortable in her heart.

If it could continue like this, she wouldn't want to fight for anything.

·

This summer in Dayan Village is the first summer that Jiang Suinsui has experienced since her arrival.

She thought she would not be able to adapt, but unexpectedly, her life was leisurely and fulfilling. During the day, she helped with chores at home, and when she had time, she would go to Song Rulan to make clothes. In the evening, when Song Weizheng came back, the two would make plans to take a walk on the country road and secretly hold hands.

Time is like running water, it passed quietly without anyone noticing. The summer in Dayan Village also passed without Jiang Suinsui realizing it.

Jiang Suisui realized one day when she saw her grandmother tearing up a calendar that she had been in Dayan Village for a whole year without realizing it. During this year, she also got used to a life that she thought she would never get used to.

The most important thing is that there are only three months left until the upcoming college entrance examination in 1977!

She suddenly became excited and turned around and ran to Song Weizhen's house.

Jiang Suinshun walked in familiarly. At that moment, Song Weizheng was sitting at the table fiddling with an old and worn-out radio, tuning the frequency and listening attentively.

When Song Rulan saw Jiang Suisui coming, she smiled softly and said, "Look, A Zheng is still trying. I think the reason why this radio was sold as scrap is that it must be extremely broken. A Zheng took it back and fixed it for so long, but it still didn't work, right?"

Song Wei Zheng brought back a radio from outside a few days ago, which made Jiang Sui Sui and Song Yu Xue very excited. But according to Song Wei Zheng, the radio was broken, and the owner was going to sell it as scrap. He saw that it looked quite good, so he spent a dozen yuan to buy it to see if it could be repaired.

Song Rulan blamed him for wasting money, but Song Weizheng still tinkered with the radio seriously. He even found an instruction manual from somewhere and disassembled it according to the instructions. Sometimes he even brought back some parts from outside to replace the parts.

After struggling for a while, the radio was able to turn on, but it still couldn't receive any channels and could only hear a zizlazi noise.

Jiang Suunsun stood quietly by and watched for a while. Seeing that Song Weizheng looked serious, he said to Song Rulan, "I think this radio is getting better and better each time it is repaired. Maybe next time, we can hear the sound."

Song Rulan shook her head and said with a smile, "It's because you indulge him that even I, as his mother, think he's wasting money."

When Song Weizheng heard Jiang Suinsui's voice, he stopped what he was doing and raised his head. He put down the tools in his hands, patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit down."

Jiang Suishun smiled and sat over, looked closely at the radio, and asked, "How is it?"

Song Weizheng frowned and said, "If the examination doesn't show anything wrong, then everything should be fine."

Jiang Suisui held her chin up and looked at him. After thinking for a while, she said, "Could it be that the signal is bad? Our village is too remote to receive the channel?"

Song Weizheng shook his head: "It shouldn't be. The village chief also has a radio at home, and I heard it works fine."

Jiang Sunshun sighed and consoled him, "I see you're almost a professional radio repairman. It's only a matter of time before you can fix it!"

Song Weizheng chuckled: "Thank you for the encouragement."

"By the way," Song Weizheng put down the radio, found a book from a pile of junk beside it, and handed it to Jiang Suisui, "Didn't you always say that you wanted to find a supplementary book to read? I went to the county town with Tiezhu yesterday and just happened to find one in the bookstore."

Jiang Suisui took it, opened it, flipped through it, and said in surprise: "Not bad, it looks like a regular professionally published science textbook! It should be very suitable for you!"

Song Weizheng: "Suitable for me? Don't you see it yourself?"

Jiang Sui Sui: "I can read it, but didn't you notice that my focus is on liberal arts? And you are better at science, so this book is very suitable for you."

Song Weizheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "You divide it so carefully?"

Jiang Sui Sui smiled and covered it up, "Every profession has its specialties."

She slapped the math, physics and chemistry series into Song Weizheng's arms and said, "Read it carefully. I'll give you three months. No, two months. Finish it, memorize it, and understand it thoroughly. Then I'll pick some questions to test you."

Song Weizheng raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Why is there still a deadline?"

Jiang Sui Sui: "You need to feel a sense of urgency when studying. Pressure gives you motivation."

Song Weizheng nodded: "Yes, that makes sense. Have you memorized the history and politics? I'll give you two months, and then I'll test you together."

Jiang Suisui raised his chin confidently and said, "You can ask me any question you want. If you can't answer it, I lose."

Song Weizheng chuckled: "If you lose, you will be punished."

Jiang Sui Sui: “What’s the punishment?”

Song Weizheng chuckled, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "If you lose, you should take the initiative to kiss me."

Jiang Suishun blushed immediately, picked up the book in her hand and patted him: "What are you thinking about all day?"

Song Weizheng grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Of course I've been thinking about my partner all day and wondering when she will marry me."

Jiang Suisui smiled, shook the book in her hand, and said, "Then it's time for you to show your ability. Study hard, and when the exam comes, if you can get good grades, it won't be long before I marry you!"

After saying that, she threw the book into Song Wei Zheng's arms and ran away with a blushing face.

Song Wei Zheng picked up the book. Although he was a little confused, he thought of what Jiang Suishun said and started reading it with great enthusiasm, waiting for her to come and check the results in two months.

·

However, before the two-month deadline was up, a piece of great news came.

At the educated youth camp, everyone was busy washing clothes and heating fires. Suddenly, a male educated youth ran in from outside with a newspaper in his hand. Before he could catch his breath, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "The college entrance examination has been resumed! Comrades, the college entrance examination has been resumed!!!"

At the same time, Song Wei Zheng was fiddling with his radio at home as usual, while Song Rulan was mending clothes and watching Song Yuxue practicing writing.

At this moment, the crackling sound of the radio suddenly became intermittent, and in the intermittent sound, human voices began to be broadcast continuously.

When Song Rulan and Song Yuxue heard the voice coming from the radio, they stopped what they were doing and looked at the radio at the same time.

Song Weizheng held his breath excitedly and listened attentively: "Zila... Zila... Today is October 21, 1977... □□... Zila Zila... It has been decided... to resume the college entrance examination! Workers and farmers... educated youth... Zila Zila... This year's college entrance examination will be held... Zila Zila..."

Song Weizheng and Song Rulan were stunned. Song Yuxue asked in confusion, "Brother, what's on the radio?"

For the first time, Song Weizheng showed a dazed look on his face: "It said that the college entrance examination has been resumed..."