Chapter 73 Old Friend
Feng You was frightened by Xiang Bei's dominance. He looked at him with fear and trepidation, not daring to move.
Feng You obediently signed the confession, handed one copy to the security department, and held the other copy in both hands and handed it to Xiang Bei: "I have done everything you asked me to do, please let me go."
Xiangbei snorted coldly, took the confession, read it carefully, and said nothing for a long time.
The less he spoke, the stronger the feeling of oppression became.
Feng You shrank his neck, glanced at him cautiously, and immediately looked away.
Xiangbei shook the paper, making a rustling sound.
Feng You clenched his hands nervously, and his fingers were twisted into a knot. "Are there any other questions? If you are not satisfied, I will change it."
Looking north, she felt that she had been exhausted enough, so she turned to look at Tao Nanfeng.
Tao Nanfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at him in reproach, as if to say: That's enough, I've vented enough, that's enough.
Xiangbei knew that Tao Nanfeng and Tao Shouxin were both modest gentlemen who would never do anything to kick a man when he is down. They always believed in forgiving others when possible. Although he wanted to punish Feng You severely, he was afraid of scaring Tao Nanfeng, so he said in a deep voice: "Okay, you can go now."
Feng You ran away without saying a word, not even daring to look at Tao Shouxin.
"Wait a minute!" Xiangbei shouted, and Feng You was so scared that he stopped immediately, his shoulders shaking.
"Remember, don't provoke Tao Nanfeng again, otherwise..."
"Yes, yes, I wouldn't dare." Feng You agreed without hesitation and ran away quickly. Even at the police station, even when I was slapped by Zheng's mother, the humiliation was not as strong as it was today.
Xiang Bei's pressing questioning and detailed interrogation put Feng You under great pressure, and he no longer had the slightest intention of resisting.
Tao Shouxin sighed as he watched Feng You fleeing. If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?
Xiangbei folded the confession and put it in his pocket. He looked at Tao Nanfeng and smiled, "Don't be afraid. This is just an interrogation technique. I'm by your side. If you have to be on guard all the time, it will be too tiring. Why don't you let me help you clean up?"
Tao Shouxin could see that Xiang Bei was capable, and he also knew that he had always felt some pity for Feng You and Feng Chun'e. If they had had Xiang Bei's strong attitude earlier, they would not have dared to bully Tao Nanfeng.
"It's a good idea for you. Nanfeng will study here in the future. If any rumors spread, it will be troublesome to deal with them."
Xiangbei nodded: "There is a dragon spring on the tongue, killing without blood. Feng You lies easily, I have to scare her first. Otherwise, if I am not in Jiangcheng, Nanfeng will definitely suffer."
Tao Nanfeng smiled and pulled his arm: "Do you think I, Tao Sanchui, am just a decoration?"
Xiangbei looked at her distressedly: "You have a gentle personality and are not good at dealing with conflicts. If you meet a woman who cries and pretends to be weak, you will definitely suffer."
Tao Shouxin watched the two people talking from the side and felt a surge of guilt in his heart. Nanfeng is his daughter. He thinks he loves her very much, but he doesn't understand her as well as Xiangbei.
Perhaps, Tao Nanfeng's meeting Xiangbei was her destiny and blessing.
Thinking of this, Tao Shouxin calmed down and smiled at Xiangbei: "Xiangbei, let's go! I'll take you to breakfast."
Professor Tao's smile was like the melting of snow on the mountain, and he looked amiable and approachable.
Xiang Bei received a sincere smile from his future father-in-law for the first time, and he was somewhat flattered: "Okay, I'll go wake up Mao Peng."
After breakfast, Xiangbei said goodbye to Mao Peng and Tao Nanfeng and left Jiangcheng.
Walking north, Tao Nanfeng felt a little depressed.
Seeing that she was reluctant to leave Xiangbei, Tao Shouxin tried to find something for her to do: "I'll take you to the admissions office to register, and by the way, you can also meet the person in charge of the training class. In addition, after getting the class schedule, you have to get the textbooks and study hard."
Tao Nanfeng hugged his father's arm and put his face on his shoulder: "Dad, when the winter vacation comes, you will come back to the farm with me, okay?"
Tao Shouxin couldn't persuade his daughter, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I won't take any design tasks this winter vacation, and I will go to the farm with you to celebrate the New Year."
After getting his father's approval, Tao Nanfeng jumped up happily.
It was rare to see his daughter so lively, and Tao Shouxin couldn't help but smile. My daughter has become more cheerful, which is a good thing regardless of whether it is a function of Xiangbei or not.
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After entering the university campus, Tao Nanfeng felt that life was fresh and fulfilling.
I would go back and forth between home, classroom and cafeteria. Occasionally, I would go to the library or the architecture department library where my father worked to borrow books.
Because it was a cadre training class, the curriculum was mainly practical, and there were no general courses such as university Chinese, English, and mathematics. There were eight classes a day, and his father gave him private lessons. The systematic and high-intensity learning allowed Tao Nanfeng to calm down and absorb the professional knowledge eagerly.
She already had a practical foundation, and what she lacked was theoretical knowledge, which she is now completing.
Theory and practice are confirmed one by one, and there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment: Oh, that's it! This feeling made her so happy that she wanted to sing a song.
She has even thought of the title for the song.
——《We Young People》
We young people have a passionate heart
Fight for the truth
Love and hate clearly, dare to take on important responsibilities
Work hard and make revolution.
After class, Tao Nanfeng went home, carrying his schoolbag, humming a song that was out of tune and no one knew where it went, and walked happily on the campus.
She was wearing new clothes made by Xiangbei's mother: a white short-sleeved shirt with a lotus leaf collar, and a large floral skirt with a red background and white flowers tied around her waist. The hem of the skirt spread out to cover the back of her feet. She walked in a swaying manner, as graceful as a fairy.
Tao Nanfeng is as beautiful as a landscape, attracting countless eyes.
There were three boys pushing and shoving each other and whispering on the side of the road. Tao Nanfeng vaguely heard his own name, immediately stopped humming the song, and walked past them with a cold face.
Even though she was cold as ice, her jade-white face and eyes as bright as the starry sky exuded a strong charm that made people feel happy unconsciously.
A tall, thin young man wearing a white shirt, blue pants and slightly curly hair mustered up the courage to walk up to her, stretched out his hand that had been behind his back, and in his hand was a blooming red rose.
"The tender eyes are full of flowers, that... Tao Nanfeng, this flower is for you."
Tao Nanfeng took a look at the flower. It was blooming with dew, its petals slightly opened, and it was a dazzling red. She raised her eyelids and said calmly, "Is this picked from the flower garden in front of the teaching building?"
After saying that, he walked around the young man and left.
The boy blushed, scratched his head, and said to the classmates who were clinging to his shoulders, "How did she know where to pick the flowers?"
The classmate stuck out his tongue and said, "If you pick flowers on campus without permission, you will be criticized."
Another one suggested: "Zhou Ruowei, next time don't send flowers, send... send a diary." Nowadays, it is popular on campus to send diaries as gifts. Boys often use this to express their love by writing a famous quote and signing their own name.
Zhou Ruowei's eyes lit up: "Okay, let's try again next time. I don't believe that I can't impress Tao Nanfeng."
Zhou Ruowei is a worker-peasant-soldier college student sent by Jiangcheng Building Materials Factory. He is a junior student majoring in architecture. He came from a wealthy family, dressed elegantly, and had the arrogance of a child of an official family. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he attracted many girls as soon as he arrived at university and was privately called the "school hunk".
This whole scene was seen by the young people on the roadside.
This young man has handsome eyebrows and eyes. Although his single eyelids are not big, his eyes are slightly raised at the corners, making him look very energetic. He wears a plaid short-sleeved shirt and black trousers. He looks mature and bookish, and it is hard to tell whether he is a student or a teacher.
He was carrying a military green shoulder bag across his shoulder, with five big red characters printed on the top - Xiufengshan Farm.
This person is Qiao Yadong.
Qiao Yadong couldn't help laughing as he watched Tao Nanfeng walking with a smile on his face and humming a song, and rejecting his suitor with a cold sentence.
It is indeed Tao Nanfeng, simple and cute but with a strong personality.
Watching her walk past him without looking at him, Qiao Yadong raised his hand and waved gently, calling out the name that he had thought of countless times.
"Tao Nanfeng——"
The voice sounded familiar and successfully made Tao Nanfeng stop and look towards Qiao Yadong.
She was stunned and subconsciously called out, "Qiao Yadong?"
Qiao Yadong smiled brightly and walked closer slowly: "Tao Nanfeng, you didn't tell me that you returned to Jiangcheng. It was not until I wrote to Chen Zhilu that I found out that you are studying at Jiangcheng University of Architecture."
Tao Nanfeng was also very happy to meet an old friend: "Yes, there just happens to be a training class."
I glanced at him and saw that he was carrying a backpack from Xiufengshan Farm. I couldn't help but laugh and pointed at the bag and said, "You still miss our farm."
Qiao Yadong nodded, his eyes showing an effort to control his emotions: "Isn't it? Three years is extremely precious, how can I forget it."
Tao Nanfeng asked: "Why are you here today? Don't you have classes?"
Qiao Yadong will enroll in Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics in September this year, majoring in economics.
Qiao Yadong explained: "Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics is only five stops away from your school. I don't have classes this afternoon, so I came to see you."
Tao Nanfeng nodded. In his dream, Qiao Yadong was studying this school and majoring in this school, but it seemed that he entered through the college entrance examination, which was a year and a half later than now.
Because of the change of farm leadership, Qiao Yadong had the opportunity to be recommended to study at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. This can be regarded as the butterfly effect brought about by the change in Tao Nanfeng's fate.
However, although the timeline has changed, some of the plot in the book has not changed.
Qiao Yadong smiled and said, "I'm so happy for you that you can come back to study! At the beginning, we both pushed each other when we were recommending you. Now, both of us have a chance to study."
Tao Nanfeng glanced at him and said, "I'm in the cadre training class, taking courses in construction. I'll be back at the farm in two years and continue to lead everyone in infrastructure construction. What about you? Economics, after you finish your studies, I'm afraid you'll stay in Jiangcheng, right?"
After hearing what she said, Qiao Yadong was speechless for a moment.
According to his mother's arrangement, he would definitely not return to the farm. Life on the farm is hard, with no electricity or water. So what does it matter how simple the people there are or how united the educated youth are? After all, it is not a place to live for a long time.
"Tao Nanfeng, wouldn't it be good for you to stay in Jiangcheng? Your father is a professor at the university. Since he can find an opportunity for you to study in a junior college class, he can definitely find a way to let you stay."
Everyone has their own aspirations, so there is no need to force it.
Tao Nanfeng smiled, with a hint of tenderness in his smile. The farm has Xiangbei and her companions. No matter how far she goes, she still wants to go back to the farm.
When Qiao Yadong saw her smile, his breathing paused, knowing that she must be thinking of her lover Xiangbei.
"Tao Nanfeng, now that I'm at your school, shouldn't you show me around and show me your hospitality?"
Tao Nanfeng thought for a while and said, "My dad and I have an appointment to meet in the third cafeteria. Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal in the cafeteria." After that, she led Qiao Yadong forward naturally and generously.
Feng You was passing by the roadside. When he heard the three words "Qiao Yadong", his soul had already floated into the air, and his feet seemed to be nailed down, unable to move at all.
It turned out that he was Qiao Yadong, the future husband of the author in the book. He was indeed handsome and clean, and looked calm and bookish, simply the man of her dreams.
Such a good man actually likes Tao Nanfeng?
Every word and sentence in the book came to Feng You's mind, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. The reason why Qiao Yadong fell in love with himself was because Tao Nanfeng died early, so he transferred all his guilt and love for Tao Nanfeng to himself.
But now Tao Nanfeng is alive and well, so...
Feng You wanted to rush up and ask: Qiao Yadong, who do you like, me or her?
But she didn't dare. Xiang Bei's interrogation gave her nightmares for several days, and she didn't dare to provoke Tao Nanfeng again.
what to do? what to do? Feng You felt like the whole world had collapsed. Everything started to change when Tao Nanfeng came alive!
The author has something to say:
We Young People
In 1963, composer Meng Bo sent off a group of educated youth to go to the frontier. The vivid and touching scene of the passionate young people leaving their hometown inspired Meng Bo's creation. He collaborated with lyricist Lu Mang to write the song "Hold High the Banner of Revolution", which is full of the spirit of the times and youthful vitality.
The first sentence of the song, "We young people have passionate hearts," resonated so much with the revolutionary young people that it was used to replace the title of "Hold High the Banner of Revolution," and sometimes it was simply called "We Young People." This song was created in a passionate era. The touching scenes in reality provided the songwriter with a source of inspiration, which originated from life and transcended life.
After the song was created and published, it had a direct impact on life and had a huge driving and inspiring effect. The music is majestic, heroic, resolute and positive, and the lyrics are simple, concise and catchy. The song quickly spread among young people and was used as the theme song in the 1965 feature film "The Young Generation". It became one of the ten excellent songs recommended by "Red Flag" magazine in 1965 and has been passed down to this day. The passionate melody and inspiring lyrics have inspired generations of young people.
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