Song Shishi walked to the phone and answered it, "Hello?"
Upon hearing her voice, Director Zhao's somewhat excited voice followed, "Comrade Xiao Song, I have good news for you. You have passed the assessment."
"Really?"
Although Song Shishi was very confident about this assessment, she was still nervous while waiting for the results.
Now that I have heard that I have passed the test, I can’t suppress the joy I feel.
"Of course, you should adjust yourself at home today. Starting tomorrow, you will receive a week-long training. A week later, the diplomats will arrive in Beijing, and then it will be up to you to show your performance and whether you can stay. This opportunity is crucial."
Director Zhao spoke earnestly, and his words were full of concern for her.
"Okay, thank you. When you are free, I will invite you to my home."
Song Shishi really wanted to thank Director Zhao.
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...
Director Zhao smiled and said on the other end of the phone: "I am indeed very busy in Beijing this time. I will definitely come to visit you when I have the chance."
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Peilan looked at her happy face and asked curiously, "What are you so happy about?"
"Mom, I passed the assessment yesterday, and I will have to undergo another week of training. This time I can stay at home for a few more days, so I am naturally happy."
Song Shishi stepped forward, took Zheng Peilan's arm, and gently leaned her head on Zheng Peilan's shoulder.
Zheng Peilan smiled and patted her, jokingly saying, "You are already an adult, but you still like to act like a spoiled brat with your mother, and you are not afraid of being seen and laughed at."
She straightened up and pouted, "There's no one else here. I'm still my mother's daughter no matter how old I am. I just like staying by my mother's side."
"Okay, okay..." Zheng Peilan couldn't do anything with her and could only look at her and smile lovingly.
Thinking of Zheng Peilan's physical condition, Song Shishi pulled Zheng Peilan aside and talked for a long time.
The general situation is basically understood. They said that the disease is now mainly controlled by medication, and as long as the mood does not fluctuate too much, there will basically be no problem.
Song Shishi was temporarily relieved.
As long as she can control her illness and stop making Zheng Peilan angry, the tragedy of her previous life should not happen again.
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In just one day, the news of Song Shishi's return spread throughout the compound.
Before in Huaiqing, she was busy every day, either taking care of the vegetable garden, translating documents, or taking care of her and Xu Li's three meals a day.
There is always something to do anyway.
Now that she suddenly had some free time, she had planned to take a nap, but just as she lay down, Zheng Peilan came to call her, saying that Chen Jiahe came to play with her.
Chen Jiahe was her best friend in the compound since childhood.
She remembered that in her previous life, there were many times when she wanted to give up because of An Jinsheng's indifference to her, and it was Chen Jiahe who persuaded and comforted her time and time again.
When she got up and went to the living room, she saw Chen Jiahe looking at the vases in the living room.
It was left by her grandfather when he was alive. He said that she loved flowers the most and gave it to her for flower arrangement.
But after her grandfather passed away, she never used this vase to put flowers again.
"Shishi, why didn't you tell everyone you were back? If Wang Qian hadn't told me yesterday, I wouldn't have known about it."
Hearing the footsteps approaching, Chen Jiahe turned around and saw her. A joyful smile spread across her face and she ran towards her.
Chen Jiahe reached out and held her arm, her tone full of complaints.
"I've been busy, and I really haven't had time to tell you."
She actually didn't go out and show off on purpose.
There are few sincere people in this compound.
They all just wanted to laugh at her.
At first she didn't want to go to the countryside, but she didn't know how to resist Song Zhenhua. It was Chen Jiahe and Wang Qian who gave her advice.
She said that her parents cared about her the most, and if she tried to commit suicide by jumping into the river, they would definitely agree.
But in fact, once you sign up to go to the countryside, there is no way to change it.
After she was reborn, she thought about this incident and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
So when she saw Chen Jiahe again this time, she always felt something was strange and felt very uncomfortable.
"Didn't you go to the countryside before? Why did you come back suddenly? Did you get a quota to return to the city?" Chen Jiahe was very curious about the reason why she came back this time and asked several questions in a row.
Song Shishi made an excuse to pour some water for Chen Jiahe, pulled her arm away from Chen Jiahe without leaving a trace, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
"No, it's because of something else."
She didn't want to tell Chen Jiahe the real reason, but was afraid that Chen Jiahe would continue to ask, so she changed the subject and said, "By the way, I heard that you joined the art troupe, how are you doing now?"
Chen Jiahe's eyes showed a hint of pride, and her chin was slightly raised. "Oh, it's actually okay. We have a performance next week, so we have been quite busy with rehearsals recently."
When it comes to the art troupe, Chen Jiahe seems to have endless things to say, and there is a hint of bragging in his words.
"Shishi, you don't know that although I have only been in the art troupe for a short time, the leader specially praised me for this performance and let me perform in the front row."
"Really? Then you are quite good."
Hearing the compliments, Chen Jiahe became even more proud and kept on sharing with Song Shishi a lot of things that happened in the art troupe.
But these things were just Chen Jiahe's way of praising herself in disguise.
Song Shishi yawned several times in a row, but Chen Jiahe didn't notice at all and kept talking more and more excitedly.
"Shishi, what about you? How were you after you went to the countryside? Tell me about it. I'm really curious."
After showing off herself, Chen Jiahe began to turn the topic to Song Shishi.
But the emotion revealed in her eyes was a bit of contempt.
From childhood to adulthood, Song Shishi was always the most dazzling one in the compound, and when Chen Jiahe stood next to Song Shishi, no one would notice her at all.
It's okay now.
Song Shishi went to the countryside, rolling in the mud every day, and she joined the art troupe that everyone envied.
Is there anything that could make her feel more superior than this?
When she learned that Song Shishi had returned, she was surprised, but at the same time, she was eager to run to Song Shishi and show off.
I came to look for Song Shishi yesterday, but she wasn't at home.
So she came here after she came back from the art troupe today.
Humph, so what if Song Shishi is the chief’s daughter?
Once you go to the countryside, it's not easy to return to the city.
Many educated youth who went to the countryside stayed there for the rest of their lives and could never come back.
"There's nothing special. I just go to the fields to harvest wheat, grow vegetables, and do a little bit of everything." Song Shishi replied perfunctorily.
I thought the topic would end here, but Chen Jiahe never stopped talking. "Really? Then can you do those things? Is it hard?"
"Chen Jiahe." She couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted.
Chen Jiahe was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Coincidentally, when Song Shishi was still thinking about what reason she should find to persuade Chen Jiahe to go back, there was another knock on the door.
"Someone is coming, I'll go open the door." As she said that, she got up and opened the door.
The door opened, and standing outside was Meng Xunzhou.
Meng Xunzhou smiled and held the food in his hand in front of Song Shishi, "I bought some of your favorite food. You've been in the countryside for a while, so I'm afraid you're craving for it."
"You're exaggerating, aren't you? How can I eat so much?" Looking at Meng Xunzhou's two big bags, Song Shishi opened her mouth exaggeratedly.
Before Meng Xunzhou could say anything else, Chen Jiahe, who had been paying attention to the situation here, ran out.
Chen Jiahe put his hands on Song Shishi's shoulders, his eyes full of joy, "Brother Xunzhou, are you here to see Shishi too?"
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