The notices at that time were not as gorgeous as those in later generations. They were just a piece of slightly harder red paper, and the contents on them were all handwritten. However, the beautiful handwriting on them was enough to make people want to collect them.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like that. Do you think we're almost there too?" Cen Zixiang poked Gao Fei.
"That should be the case. It will be delayed by three or two days at the latest." Gao Fei was excited when he saw that the notice was not his.
"No, let's eat, hurry up and eat. After dinner, Feizi and I will go back and wait. Please don't let anything go wrong. Why do I feel my heart pounding?"
Gao Fei? "If your heart doesn't beat, can you still be alive?"
"Just tell me whether you are going back or not?"
"Back," this guy has left, we can't let him live in the same yard with Ye Zi, that won't work.
"Then hurry up and help light the fire. I think I'll just boil some noodles, shred some cucumber and cilantro, and make some egg sauce. It's easier to cook once it's cool."
Chen Ye didn't join in the discussion at all. If she didn't have to do it herself, she wouldn't complain so much. She would just eat whatever the two of them cooked.
She didn't even have to wash the dishes after meals. Chen Ye felt like she had returned to the happy days when her grandparents were still around, and all she needed was for clothes to be provided for her.
After waving goodbye to the two people, Chen Ye still stayed in the pavilion in the yard every day.
When she gets tired of reading, she can just close her eyes and take a nap. After being busy for more than ten years, it seems that this is the first time she feels that lying down is a good idea. Of course, if you want to lie down, you must have the capital to do so.
At least you have to have enough food and drink before you can lie down, right? If you can't even fill your stomach, how can you have the right to lie down? Are you going to lie down and lie until you become a dried corpse?
Bah, even if you live in peace every year, you must at least die of old age.
Hearing footsteps, Chen Ye took off the book covering his face and looked towards the gate. Cen Zixiang and Gao Fei came back with large and small bags as if they were fleeing from famine.
Cen Zixiang threw away the package in his hand and sat down on the stool in the pavilion: "Hoohoo, I'm so tired, is there anything cool?"
Chen Ye pointed to the small water tank at the kitchen door and said, "Let's soak the watermelon in it and eat it." It was impossible for her to get up and cut the watermelon. She was so lazy now.
Gao Fei quickly walked over and opened the lid of the water tank. He saw two small watermelons soaking in it. These were grown by Ye Zi himself. They were not big in size. If he could eat them in one meal, he could eat one by himself.
He didn't hesitate and took out both of them. He also went into the kitchen to get two spoons and gave the whole watermelon to Cen Zixiang. The two young men didn't care and didn't even use a kitchen knife. They just hit the watermelon in half with their fists.
The two of them lowered their heads and started eating the cracked watermelon. The fresh fragrance of the watermelon came, and Chen Ye couldn't sit still anymore. But she only put two watermelons, and the two of them took them all.
Thinking of the watermelon just picked from the field, which was still warm, I didn't hesitate and picked up half of it regardless of whose it belonged to. I broke it in two with a little force from my fingers and started to eat it directly. What's the big deal if it gets a little dirty? I can just wash my face after eating it.
The three of them lowered their heads and ate like they were competing. They devoured the food in no time. Cen Zixiang burped and cleaned up the watermelon rind. The three of them washed their hands and faces before sitting down to talk properly.
"Why are you two still acting like refugees?"
"Oh, this is because we're so popular. It just so happened that the news that we were leaving today was let out by some of the aunties in the village. These are all gifts from the aunties, the captains, and others in the village. We had to take them. We ended up packing several bags, and we were exhausted."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't realize you were popular?" Chen Ye laughed at Cen Zixiang.
"Well, your fourth brother has been loved by everyone since he was a child."
"Okay, stop bragging. Second Auntie said you were annoying as a kid. Seriously, how come you two have been gone for so many days? The notice just arrived."
Speaking of this, the usually cheerful Cen Zixiang's face darkened. "Don't mention it, it's a good thing we got back quickly, otherwise your fourth brother's university journey would have been full of ups and downs."
Chen Ye...this guy is not a serious person.
He looked at Gao Fei. Although this man was a bit pretentious, he was definitely more honest than his fourth brother.
Gao Fei nodded: "Who would have thought that someone would dare to covet your fourth brother's notice."
"If I hadn't known your notification letter had arrived, and that your notification letter should have arrived since you two were from the same school, I wouldn't have discovered it was withheld so quickly."
The story began five days ago. The two of them hurried back to the village and waited happily for the notice to arrive.
As a result, the postman came to the village on the third day, and several students who were admitted to universities received their admission letters, except Cen Zixiang.
If someone said that Cen Zixiang's grades were not good, he would not doubt anything else, but he was extremely confident in himself. How could it be possible that people with worse grades than him were admitted to university while he was the only one who failed? This was a joke.
He suddenly remembered that when people in later generations talked about the college entrance examination at that time, it seemed that many people failed to get into college, but they were still able to go to college. Interception, buying money, and impersonating others to go to college were all real.
If you have low self-esteem, you may think you have failed if you don’t receive the admission letter this time. If you have poor psychological quality, you may give up on taking the college entrance examination in the future.
But if you are so ambitious and want to take the exam again, and after you finish your review, you find out that you are no longer qualified to take the exam because the spot has been taken by someone else, you will be so disgusted.
Thinking of this, Cen Zixiang didn't wait a moment and went directly to the brigade headquarters and called the capital, asking his family to help him find out whether he had been admitted.
If he was admitted, his younger sister would have received the notification letter, but he didn't receive it. It means there was a problem with the notification letter on the way to the mail.
Taking the college entrance examination is a big deal, especially when a university is recruiting students for the first time after so many years of suspension. Many people are paying attention to it, especially those who have students taking the exam in their families.
As soon as the old man received the call, he became cautious and went straight to Tsinghua University to find the president of Tsinghua University to investigate the matter. As a result, the admissions office checked and said that the admission letters of Cen Ye (Chen Ye's changed name) and Cen Zixiang were sent out in the same batch.
It was not right that one of them received the notice and the other did not. Gao Fei and Cen Zixiang hurried to the county post office to check, but the county post office said that it had been sent to the commune post office. So the problem must have been with the commune post office.
After Cen Zixiang and Gao Fei came here, they have been very low-key. No one in their family has ever said hello to people in the commune or the county town. The only people who know that these two people have backgrounds are the villagers and some leaders in the city.
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