Chapter 108, 108th character Jiang Xiaoyan: This is the life I want! (10,000 words asking for votes)
After Li Ye returned home, the first thing he wanted to do was to read the letter Wen Leyu had sent him.
This action made Grandma Li, who had been waiting for her grandson till midnight, laugh and scold him.
When I opened Wen Leyu's letter, the first thing I saw was a photo that came with the letter.
The background is the Tiananmen Square that everyone on earth knows, and the girl in the photo made Li Ye feel as if he was in a dream.
【She has become more beautiful. 】
Although Li Ye had long been certain that Wen Leyu was very beautiful, that was due to his many years of experience as a veteran driver, who could see through all external covers and discover the jade in the rough with his unique vision.
For people like Li Dayong and Hu Man, who are used to the view of "Zhang Yu as a great beauty", they may still think that Wen Leyu is not as pretty as Lu Jingyao.
But now Wen Leyu in the photo can make everyone's eyes light up and call her a beauty.
Wen Leyu changed her clothes and shoes. The goods in Beijing Friendship Store were more fashionable than those in Zhongying Street.
She even changed her hairstyle. Her faint smile and vaguely elegant temperament made her as stunning as a phoenix.
[I, Li Ye, have no right to spit at you. I, Li Ye, am the only one in the world and a perfect match for a beautiful woman. ]
There was nothing extraordinary about "missing" in Wen Leyu's letter to Li Ye. It was just very ordinary family matters.
[Are you okay? I'm fine, my mom, my dad, my brother are fine too. I have a bicycle and can take you to see Houhai.]
"Sister, please take me to see Houhai Lake!"
Li Ye shook his head and smiled, then lowered his head and began to write a telegram.
It’s been a few days since the little girl’s letter arrived. I don’t know how many times she has wiped her bicycle. Writing a letter is too slow, so I might as well write a telegram to express my true feelings!
The words written by Li Ye are also very ordinary, but if you savor them carefully, you can understand a clear meaning - I am fine too, but I miss you very much.
At the end of the telegram, Li Ye considered it several times and finally wrote a slightly unusual sentence.
[I bought two pairs of shoes, one size 42 and one size 37. ]
Li Ye didn't remember what time he went to bed, but in his dream, he really sat on the back of a bicycle.
Smelling the body fragrance coming from the front and listening to a girl's breathing, I wandered happily in the streets and alleys of the capital.
. . . . . .
Li Zhongfa really loves his grandson. Li Ye was still catching up on his sleep the next day when he heard the sound of a car horn at the door.
Grandma Li, Wu Juying, came over and called Li Ye: "Xiao Ye, the driver your grandfather found for you is here, come out and say something to him."
There were no driving schools at that time. If you wanted to get a driver’s license, you had to practice driving with the company’s car and then take the test when the time came.
Li Ye rubbed his eyes and came out to see a Dongfeng truck parked at the door of his house.
A driver was holding a rag and bucket, washing and wiping like a real father.
Seeing Li Ye coming out, the driver said proudly: "Xiao Ye, look at this car. I'm not bragging, I wouldn't trade it for a Shanghai sedan."
Li Ye knew the driver of this grandfather's unit. He used his car when his family moved last time.
But at that time it was an old Jiefang produced by FAW, not the Dongfeng 140 produced by Second Automobile Works.
Li Ye said with a smile: "Master Huo, please don't feel bad when you give me this new car to practice with."
Master Huo said openly: "Don't worry, build it. If you break it, I will teach you how to repair it. I promise to teach you all my skills and I will never keep anything to myself."
"Okay, I just happened to be going to the post office, so I'll get on the bus first."
Li Ye went back to the house to get the letter he had just written last night, came out, opened the car door and got in.
"Hey, hey, don't be anxious, Xiaoye, let's take it step by step!"
Master Huo, who was caught off guard, quickly climbed onto the passenger seat and explained to Li Ye: "Listen to me, the one on the left is the clutch, the one in the middle is the brake, and the one on the right is..."
"The right side is the accelerator, I know that."
Li Ye started the car and drove off, showing off his driving skills to Master Huo.
Hmm? That's a bit forced.
The Dongfeng 140 of 1982 was countless times better than the old Jiefang cars that were everywhere on the streets, but compared with later cars, it was not "human-friendly" at all.
There is no power assistance on the steering wheel and clutch. The gear lever is one meter long, and the gear gap can be stretched out to two miles. You need to use both feet to engage the clutch to shift gears. If the coordination is not good, there will be a lot of clicking noises!
It was fortunate that Li Ye had driven a manual transmission car for a long time in his previous life. If she was a female driver who only knew how to drive an automatic transmission, she would definitely not be able to control such a huge vehicle.
Of course, Li Ye is analyzing the problem from the perspective of later generations.
In 1982, the brand new Dongfeng 140 was really awesome, and what Master Huo said was not really an exaggeration.
Li Ye once heard from his parents that a driver who was driving a Dongfeng 140 was showing off. When he saw a Shanghai sedan behind him trying to overtake him, he gave way but not speed.
I don’t know if the Shanghai car’s engine was too old or its driver was too cautious, but it failed to overtake after trying for a long time.
Then, that awesome driver was sent to the repair team and he couldn't even drive the old Jiefang.
So this Dongfeng 140 is really a treasure in Master Huo’s heart.
But Li Ye didn't care. He drove the four or five ton giant like a tiger and crookedly arrived at the door of the post office in the county town.
It was not until then that Master Huo came to his senses.
"Xiao Ye, when did you learn to drive?"
"I've never driven a car. I've only driven a tractor."
“.”
Li Ye entered the post office and handed the telegram to the staff.
The staff all laughed and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhuangyuan, who are your new pen pals? This is already 400 to 500 words, right? The telegram fee is expensive."
"Well, it's okay. I just received my royalties, so I'm not short of money."
Li Ye smiled and thought to himself, "Seven cents a word, who are you looking down on? A love letter worth dozens of dollars is not as much as the price of a bouquet of flowers in the future."
The telegraph operator shook his head and laughed, then went to send the message to Li Ye.
He is a writer who can make money with his words. With the romance of a writer, why would he care about a few dollars of telegram fees?
The telegram was sent out quickly. Li Ye paid the money, took the receipt and prepared to leave, but found that today's mail truck had just arrived.
"Master, is there any letter from the capital?" Li Ye asked casually.
"Yes, my boss has repeatedly told me that these letters are more valuable than gold."
The master on the mail truck specifically took down a small parcel, all of which came from the capital.
Li Ye did not leave, and a circle of people went out of Daqianmen. The staff of the post office opened the package first.
A pile of letters with the letterheads all from "XX University in Beijing" were neatly placed in front of everyone.
"This one is mine."
Even Li Ye, who had mastered the ability of psychological control, was a little excited at this moment.
"Master, can you please help me check if there are any notification letters for my classmates? I'll give them some!"
Li Ye called out the names of his classmates.
The post office official personally counted the letters one by one, then looked up and said in shock: "They are all here, but you can't touch them, unless it's someone from your school, or you come in person."
"Then I'll make a call."
Li Ye paid the phone deposit and called the No. 2 Middle School in the county.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Hello, Principal! I'm Li Ye."
“.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and then it erupted like a volcano.
"You still remember to call me? Have you had enough of hanging out outside? Do you want me to send you some money for the trip so you can hang out to the ends of the earth?"
Li Ye moved the receiver two feet away, and after Principal Chang had been talking for a minute, he smiled and said, "I'm at the county post office now! The notification letters for my classmates have all arrived, do you want to come over and take a look?"
"What the hell are you doing calling from the county post office? It's only two miles away and you're wasting money. What did you say? Did you receive your admission letter?"
"There are letters from the university, but they won't let me touch them, and I can't open them either!"
"Just wait for me, I'll be there soon."
Five minutes later, several bicycles came rushing in. Not only did they come with teachers from the County No. 2 Middle School, but there were also two people from the County Education Commission.
Principal Chang and several school teachers did not even bother to wipe the sweat off their face as they went to see the notices from the capital.
"All of them passed the exam."
Principal Chang's hands were shaking. He read the letter several times before carefully putting it down and using the corner of his clothes to wipe the corners of his eyes.
In 1982, teaching and educating was really hard work, and there was a high probability that after working hard for several years, the fruits would be nothing but a pair of ugly melons and jujubes.
And this year, the County No. 2 Middle School really had a good harvest.
Li Ye said: "Principal Chang, I happen to have a car here. Can you organize it and deliver the admission letters to the students and show some warmth at the same time? There will be no chance to show warmth in a few days."
"What are you talking about? Why don't you leave? I'm in a hurry to eat!"
“.”
No one dared to mess with the excited bull, so Li Ye quickly climbed into the cab and took a seat first.
Otherwise, how are you going to arrange for the teachers at school, the leaders of the Education Commission, and the postman at the post office?
There are only three seats in total, and Li Ye doesn't want to be trapped in the truck bed.
After some pushing and shoving, Li Ye, Master Huo, and Principal Chang entered the driver's cab, and the rest of the people climbed into the cabin of the Dongfeng truck.
"Li Ye, do you know the homes of your classmates?"
"Yes, I went there once last month."
"Then let's go to school first."
"Why go to school?"
"We can't go there empty-handed! We've been rehearsing for so many days, so we must sing well."
Principal Chang leaned on the seat in the cab, with a smug look on his face that was simply beautiful.
. . . . . . .
“Crack~Crack~”
The long guillotine rose and fell, and small handfuls of green grass were instantly crushed into pieces.
Jiang Xiaoyan's mechanical hands raised the knife and chopped down the messy grass on the left, turning it into finely chopped feed on the right.
Younger brother Jiang Xiaoning came back carrying a bundle of green grass and threw it next to Jiang Xiaoyan.
Then the child, who looked so unlucky, collapsed and sat down, panting heavily, just like a dog taking shelter under the shade of a tree.
He has never done this kind of work before. He has to pull weeds in the fields in the hot summer, tie them up tightly and carry them back. Is this the kind of work that I, the only child in the family, should do?
Jiang Xiaoyan raised her eyelids and ignored her unlucky brother.
Ever since her college entrance examination scores were announced, Jiang Xiaoning's good days have come to an end.
In the past, Jiang Xiaoning didn't study well, so his mother would yell at him angrily at home and occasionally chase him and beat him a few times.
But Jiang Xiaoning had a reason. "No matter how well my sister studies, she can't pass the exam. What's the point of going to school?"
Whenever this sentence is thrown out, the grandparents in the family will protect their precious grandson and turn to look down on their granddaughter who spent money to repeat her studies.
But when Jiang Xiaoyan's score of 479 was revealed, Jiang Xiaoning was stunned.
Especially after the teacher of the rural middle school suddenly changed his tone and solemnly guaranteed that Jiang Xiaoyan would definitely pass the exam, Jiang Xiaoning felt that overnight, Chen Jinhua, her biological mother, had become her stepmother.
Cutting grass, fetching water, feeding pigs and sheep, all the work that Jiang Xiaoyan used to do fell on Jiang Xiaoning.
You want to study? You can fool the devil! From now on, you should work hard. Studying is your sister's business.
Whenever the grandparents at home said a few words, Chen Jinhua would yell back twenty words.
So much so that grandpa and grandma said helplessly: "The notice hasn't come yet, and you want to rebel now?"
"If you want to rebel, then rebel. At worst, I can just live alone with Xiaoyan."
“.”
Ever since Chen Jinhua uttered this harsh remark, the power and status in the family has undergone an irreversible change.
Now Jiang Xiaoyan works when she wants to, and goes out for a walk when she doesn't want to. No one dares to do anything to her, and even if someone complains a few words, Jiang Xiaoyan pretends not to hear.
When the mentality changes, the work style will also change.
For example, today, Chen Jinhua went to the market early in the morning and hasn't come back yet until noon, and there's no one at home to cook.
Jiang Xiaoyan was not in a hurry at all. She cut the grass slowly and had learned to take her time.
"Xiaoyan, why didn't you cook?"
Jiang Yougui came back, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that there was no food at all, so he immediately dropped his face.
Jiang Xiaoyan said slowly: "I don't know! I was mowing the grass!"
Jiang Yougui held his rumbling stomach and said anxiously, "It's already noon, and my family won't eat."
Jiang Xiaoyan said: "I didn't notice, why don't you ask grandma if she's hungry?"
“.”
After receiving such a soft rejection, Jiang Yougui simply gave up.
There are four people at home and none of them can cook. Who can you ask?
Grandma Jiang and Grandpa Jiang are both at home, why don’t you go and ask them?
"Okay, okay, I'll cook, okay?"
Jiang Yougui started cooking angrily.
It's so unfair. He can't take care of anyone in this family.
The only obedient daughter of my mother has now learned bad things from her mother.
Without making any noise or making any fuss, I just refuse to cooperate with you. What can you do?
"Oh, I'd better let me cook! I'm too old to enjoy happiness anymore!"
Grandma Jiang lifted the curtain and walked out of the house.
She was experienced and knew that if she offered her help today, she would never be able to get rid of the job of cooking.
Chen Jinhua has now started to go to the market to earn money, and her granddaughter is also going to go to college. The Jiang family will have a hard time in the future!
Jiang Xiaoyan curled her lips and didn't care about her grandmother's complaints at all.
[Aniang was busy all day long, and no one cared about her. Grandma was only in her fifties, stronger than Aniang, and she just wanted to be served.]
[What will my mother do when I leave? I must set some rules for the family now.]
"Mom, take a rest, I'll cook, I'll cook,"
Jiang Yougui felt sorry for his mother and quickly offered to cook, but then turned around and yelled at his son Jiang Xiaoning.
"Why don't you come over and cook for me? You can't study all day, and you can't work all day. Why don't you come over here?"
"I don't know how to cook! What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Xiaoning, who suffered an unexpected disaster, had a bitter face.
"You can't do it or learn it? You're eighteen years old and you're eating for nothing?"
“Beep beep beep~”
Jiang Xiaoning was just complaining when he suddenly heard a car horn outside the village.
Then, there was the "crackling" sound of firecrackers and the "booming" sound of gongs and drums.
"I'll go out and take a look."
Jiang Xiaoning ran out.
Let me learn to cook?
Are you kidding? If I learn this, I’ll have to cook every day, right?
Do you think I'm stupid?
. . . . . .
Jiang Xiaoning ran out quickly and came back even faster.
"Dad, Dad, there's a big car outside, and there are some village cadres coming towards our house."
"Ah? Coming to our house?"
Jiang Yougui was stunned for a moment, and then he saw his daughter, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb just now, running out.
After Jiang Xiaoyan went out, she saw a group of people walking towards her house.
At the front was the smiling Principal Chang, and several township officials.
In the middle are the school’s physical education teacher and music teacher, who are playing the gongs and drums with their versatile skills.
At the back of the crowd were Hu Man and Han Xia, who were jumping high and low, and were trying hard to wave and say hello to Jiang Xiaoyan.
Jiang Xiaoyan couldn't move, her whole body felt like it was petrified and she couldn't move.
Although she was mentally prepared after knowing her score, when the moment really came, she was still that fragile and soft girl.
Principal Chang walked up to Jiang Xiaoyan and said with a happy face: "Congratulations, Jiang Xiaoyan, congratulations on being admitted to Beijing Aviation College."
"Thank you. Thank you, Principal. Thank you."
Jiang Xiaoyan thanked the principal and leaned over, wanting to thank the boy who should be thanked the most.
But a figure stood in front of Jiang Xiaoyan, stretched out his hand and said to her: "Congratulations, classmate Jiang Xiaoyan, you are the pride of our Hebin Township, and you should bring more glory to our hometown in the future."
The village cadres actually wanted to shake hands with Jiang Xiaoyan.
This scene made the people around watching the fun extremely envious.
"Oh my, the Jiang family is going to rise to prominence! Even the township officials are coming to visit!"
"I never thought that a girl who lost money could be so capable."
"Keep your voice down. If Chen Jinhua knows that you said her daughter is a money-loser, she will smash your door."
“.”
The postman handed the envelope, which looked like a treasure, to Jiang Xiaoyan.
"Girl, open it and take a look!"
Jiang Xiaoyan wiped her eyes, opened the envelope, and read the handwriting and official seal on it clearly.
It was not until this moment that she felt completely at ease.
"Teacher Hu, please copy it!"
"Okay!"
A large piece of red paper was pasted directly on the front door of the Jiang family. Teacher Hu, who had the best calligraphy in the school, copied out a fancy congratulatory message based on Jiang Xiaoyan's admission letter.
"What does this say?"
"I can't recognize all of them, but I saw the word 'Beijing'. The girl from the Jiang family must have been admitted to a university in Beijing!"
"Oh my God, Xiaoyan is going to Beijing! Doesn't that mean she can see XXX?"
"That's great, you have great ambition. Look around us, which girl can go to the capital?"
As more and more villagers and neighbors came, the Jiang family’s gate was surrounded so tightly that Chen Jinhua, who was returning from the market, had to work hard to squeeze through her own door.
"Girl, why are you crying?"
"Mom, I passed the exam, I passed the exam!"
"I know you passed the exam, but why are you crying?"
Although Chen Jinhua questioned her daughter harshly, she herself did not notice that she was crying harder than anyone else.
Why are the mother and daughter crying? In fact, they know better than anyone else that they just don’t want their strong appearance to be pierced by tears.
"I"
Jiang Xiaoyan felt wronged for a long time before she said, "I haven't cooked yet!"
“Hahahahaha~”
"Cooking is easy, we all know how to do it, we'll help you cook."
"That's right, Xiaoyan's mother, hurry up and prepare a meal to entertain the teachers! If it weren't for these teachers and leaders, would your Xiaoyan be able to get into college?"
A group of old women rushed into Lao Jiang's house, pushed aside the dull Jiang Yougui, and quickly boiled water and kneaded dough. However, there was no vegetable at home, so it seemed that they could only make noodles.
"None of them is useful," Chen Jinhua scolded her husband and ordered, "Aunt San, I'll lend you two chickens first. I'll buy some at the market the day after tomorrow and return them to you."
"Uncle, do you still have some chives? Cut two for me."
"Xiaoyan, hurry to the village to buy some wine, both white wine and beer."
Chen Jinhua made all the arrangements in no time, and then borrowed tables and benches to accommodate Principal Chang and others.
Jiang Xiaoyan took the money from her mother, smiled apologetically at Li Ye, Hu Man and others, and then ran to the supply and marketing cooperative in the village.
She really wanted to say thank you to Li Ye now, but there were so many guests at home and she had to be busy entertaining them.
However, as soon as Jiang Xiaoyan ran to the entrance of the village, she saw a group of children surrounding Li Ye's Dongfeng 140.
Among them is Jiang Xiaoning.
Jiang Xiaoyan's heart moved, and she ran over in three or two steps and kicked her brother Jiang Xiaoning in the waist.
"Fuck, who dares to hit me? Are you going to die?"
Jiang Xiaoning, who was knocked to the ground, became anxious and got up and yelled at his sister.
Jiang Xiaoyan glared at him and said viciously, "I'm busy at home, and you're playing here. Go to the township supply and marketing cooperative to buy some wine. You need both white wine and beer."
Jiang Xiaoning's neck was stiff. He had never suffered such a loss since he was a child.
But before he could even yell, Jiang Xiaoyan said even more arrogantly, "Are you going or not? Do you dare not go?"
“.”
When two armies confront each other, the brave one wins. Half a minute later, Jiang Xiaoning, who had been domineering in the Jiang family for more than ten years, finally succumbed to the majesty of his sister Jiang Xiaoyan.
"Just go, you'll still have a few cents left after you finish shopping! You'd be a fool not to go."
Jiang Xiaoyan looked at her brother walking away with his head down and couldn't help but feel emotional.
[This is the life I want! What kind of life did I live before? ]
. . . . . .
Principal Chang and his colleagues didn't come here to eat for free, as the Dongfeng truck was loaded with food from the school.
These days, no matter how high your official position is, you have to subsidize food coupons and grain to eat.
However, given the rush, the meal was definitely not sumptuous, but it was a show of sincerity.
Chen Jinhua said ashamedly: "I am really sorry to all the teachers and leaders. My family is poor and I am laughed at by everyone."
"Alas, although poor, one has great ambitions. Who dares to laugh at you?"
Several cadres from the village met and said, "Jiang Xiaoyan is the first child from our Binhe Village to be admitted to Beijing. We can't let her suffer. The village will give her a reward of 100 yuan to help her gain more fame."
"Hehe, our village is small, so it certainly can't be compared with the township, but we can still come up with 50 yuan. Don't worry, sister Jiang. No matter how difficult our situation is, we can't let the children suffer financially."
In just a few minutes, the township and village solved the problem of 150 yuan, which made the old man of the Jiang family dumbfounded.
"You're not even in school yet, and you already have money?"
A half-drunk old man nearby said with a smile, "Brother Jiang, did you know that Fan Jin passed the imperial examination?"
"What?"
"Hehe, I guess you don't know either, but your granddaughter passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi!"
Old man Jiang understood.
My granddaughter went to Beijing to take the imperial examination and she passed!
His mind suddenly became active, and he started thinking as he looked at the township leaders at the table.
When a township leader asked the Jiang family again about their difficulties, old man Jiang finally seized the opportunity.
"Ahem, if we talk about the difficulties at home, there is indeed one more thing. My grandson is 18 years old this year. He graduated from junior high school and has a good education. He originally wanted to work as an electrician in the rural flour mill."
Several township officials were embarrassed, but with so many people watching over them, they could only say magnanimously: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiang. I can't make the decision about the electrician, but I can arrange for you to work in the flour mill as a worker."
"Oh, thank you, leader. I kowtow to you."
There was a lot of pushing and shoving at the banquet, and the atmosphere was very good.
But a sudden voice suddenly rang out.
"I don't want to be a worker. I want to go to school."
“.”
Everyone looked at Jiang Xiaoning who had a stubborn face.
Jiang Yougui went up with just one shoe.
"What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? I'm sorry for sleeping."
"I just want to go to school, and I want to go to college!"
“Fuck.”
Chen Jinhua also took action, twisting Jiang Xiaoning's ear and pulling him out.
However, the cries of injustice even more than Dou E's continued to rise to the sky.
"I just want to go to school, I also want to go to university. Wow wow wow I want to go to university wow you have to believe me"
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