Chapter 238 Our College Entrance Examination
Cheng Jiaxing and Wang Guilan are both ordinary farmers, hardworking and simple, and have some little plans of their own.
However, they are very strict with their children.
What I fear most is that my children will act recklessly.
In the past six months, Cheng Xuyuan has been constantly sending money and food coupons to his family, making them feel very proud.
After all, my son is a writer. What he writes is very popular and he also earns royalties. This is something that makes people feel proud.
Every day when he rode his bicycle to the market, Cheng Jiaxing could feel the envious gazes of others, which made him very happy.
In their opinion, Cheng Xuyuan sent them dozens of yuan and dozens of kilograms of food coupons every month, which was already the limit for their son.
After all, he is still a student, he still has to go to school, he still has...
However, now Cheng Xuyuan actually brought so many things at once, they couldn't help but be surprised.
It felt soft to the touch, and it felt like it was definitely not something that ordinary people could use. It was actually more than 20 meters long. How many cloth coupons did that cost! Cigarettes, seven or eight cartons! Judging from the packaging, they were all good cigarettes! Wine, ten bottles! The White Rabbit milk candy that made Cheng Ruomiao drool was even four or five pounds!
This thing can't be bought by ordinary people at the supply and marketing cooperative, even if they have a ticket.
There are other things used at home, which are not common...
When Cheng Jiaxing saw so many things coming in at once, his first reaction was to wonder if his son Dayuan had stolen something from someone else's shop.
Otherwise, where would so many tickets come from? Cheng Xuyuan looked at his father and smiled, "What are you thinking about? I still have a bright future ahead of me. How could I possibly do such a messy thing?"
After hearing what Cheng Xuyuan said, Cheng Jiaxing felt a lot more relieved.
He knew that his son was a man who knew what was important and would not do anything out of line. Moreover, his son now had a bright future and it was impossible for him to do something stupid just for a little food and drink.
But how did these things come from? "I bought all these things at the Friendship Store with overseas remittance coupons." Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Some time ago, the "Things about the Ming Dynasty" I wrote was valued by the Hong Kong Jinwanbao."
"The royalties they paid me were all in Hong Kong dollars."
"They also helped me exchange the Hong Kong dollars for overseas remittance vouchers. In addition to the amount of money, each overseas remittance voucher also had corresponding tickets."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan took out two ten-yuan remittance vouchers from his bag.
Wang Guilan had no idea what overseas remittance vouchers were. She looked at the colorful things with money amounts and various tickets written on them and felt a little confused.
"Is it true that I don't need a ticket to buy things with this?"
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Mom, this is a remittance voucher, it contains the ticket itself."
Cheng Jiaxing held the remittance voucher above his head with both hands, facing the sun, squinting his eyes, and read it over and over again, as if he suddenly thought of something: "Dayuan's mother, I remember that more than ten years ago, it seemed that Jiang Laoshi from the village next to us, his second brother in Southeast Asia sent him money."
"He exchanged the money for overseas remittance notes!"
"Yes, it's the Overseas Chinese Remittance Vouchers! Back then, Jiang Laoshi used these Overseas Chinese Remittance Vouchers to buy more than 10,000 red bricks and built three large tiled houses..."
"Dayuan, do you also have this overseas remittance voucher?"
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Dad, it should be the same overseas remittance voucher."
Hearing his son's affirmative answer, Cheng Jiaxing slapped his thigh and said, "Dayuan, what can you buy with those overseas remittance coupons?"
"If you buy some red bricks, we can renovate our old house!"
Cheng Jiaxing is extremely concerned about renovating the old house, after all, this is his roots.
Cheng Xuyuan looked at his father with a regretful expression and said with a smile: "Dad, my remittance voucher is from Yanjing. I can't buy anything here."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have bought all the goodies in Yanjing and brought them back."
After listening to his son's explanation, although Cheng Jiaxing felt regretful, he was completely relieved. After all, it was a good thing for his son to earn overseas remittance coupons.
At this time, Cheng Ruomiao, who was standing by, couldn't wait to grab a handful of White Rabbit candy and asked eagerly, "Brother, can I eat this candy now?"
Cheng Xuyuan nodded and said, "Eat it. This was originally bought for you."
After hearing what her brother said, Cheng Ruomiao said happily: "Wow, brother, you are so nice!"
However, before she could finish her joy, Wang Guilan rolled her eyes at her and scolded her, "There's not enough space in the doghouse for a leftover steamed bun. Why did you take so many? Why not just take two out?"
"I'm telling you, keep this candy for yourself."
"Don't go around telling lies in the village, or else you won't get much!"
After listening to her mother's instructions, the little girl, although reluctant, still obediently put down most of the candy.
"Dayuan's mother, please cook a few dishes. I will invite my second uncle and other village leaders to come over for a good meal."
As Cheng Jiaxing spoke, his eyes fell on the wine that Cheng Xuyuan brought.
Looking at the liquors that were either Moutai or Wuliangye, he couldn't help but mutter, "Dayuan, why don't you just buy some cheaper liquor?"
"Every drop of this wine is money, it makes me sad."
Cheng Jiaxing was not just talking. For a farmer, being able to drink local wine at one dollar a bottle was already a very high treatment.
This Moutai that costs eight yuan a bottle is impossible to buy without a ticket. Even if you can buy it, basically no one would be willing to serve it to guests.
This wine is so precious! Cheng Xuyuan looked at his father's distressed expression, smiled and said nothing.
At dinner, Cheng Xuyuan drank some wine with him, but not too much.
After Second Grandpa and the others had drunk their fill and were enjoying themselves, Cheng Xuyuan, still a little tipsy, came to the village's educated youth center.
At this time, not only Ma Guangzhong and Liu Jiankai were there, but there were also more than a dozen young people gathered in Ma Guangzhong's house.
The light was so dim that the room seemed a little dark, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of the people present at all.
When Cheng Xuyuan walked in, everyone was excitedly discussing the upcoming college entrance examination.
This exam is very important to them.
Because this exam determines whether they can change their destiny and whether they can leave Chengjiazhuang.
"Teacher Cheng, you're here." Ma Guangzhong saw Cheng Xuyuan and quickly stood up.
Liu Jiankai and other young people who were discussing enthusiastically also stood up one by one.
Their eyes were filled with passion.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "I've said this many times. We are about the same age. I'll feel more comfortable if you just call me Dayuan. You guys are always so polite. When I come here, I don't even know which leg to move first!"
"Something happened at home just now, so I came late."
Liu Jiankai found what Cheng Xuyuan said interesting, and asked him to sit down with a smile, saying, "We all thought that you might be drunk by now, so we were planning to go to your house early tomorrow morning and bring you over!"
With the help of the light, Cheng Xuyuan greeted everyone present one by one.
These people were basically the enthusiastic students of Cheng Xuyuan during his lectures, so when they heard that Cheng Xuyuan had returned, they were also the most enthusiastic.
"Xuyuan, I read your book "The Hidden Man". It's so well written!" Ma Guangzhong said with a smile, "I was so engrossed in reading during those two days that I forgot everything!"
"Me too." Liu Jiankai said, "The issue of the magazine Guangzhong bought from the county town has been torn apart by everyone!"
Others also spoke up to express their love for "Lost".
As for Cheng Xuyuan's other work "Desire", they talked less.
After chatting with everyone about their work, Cheng Xuyuan asked with a smile, "Everyone, how are you preparing for this exam?"
Everyone was waiting for Cheng Xuyuan here. In addition to wanting to reminisce with him, they also wanted to ask Cheng Xuyuan about the college entrance examination.
Now, Cheng Xuyuan took the initiative to bring it up, and Liu Jiankai was the first to say, "Xuyuan, these days, my main focus has been on studying."
"This time, no matter what, I will pass the exam."
"There is no future if I stay here any longer."
His words were like a fuse that instantly ignited the fire suppressed in the hearts of everyone present.
"Teacher Cheng, I'm still a little nervous about this exam, fearing that I won't pass..."
"Brother Xuyuan, I want to go back to the city..."
"I absolutely cannot give up this opportunity..."
We chatted from around nine in the evening until almost twelve o'clock.
During this conversation, Cheng Xuyuan felt the feelings of these young people in front of him.
Anxiety, hard work, and a desperate struggle...
Everything comes together to form an extremely firm belief.
Because everyone had to go to work the next day, at twelve o'clock, everyone dispersed with a sense of reluctance.
Cheng Xuyuan returned home, still feeling extremely excited.
The thoughts in his mind about the college entrance examination and the determined faces of Ma Guangzhong and others surged rapidly in his heart, making him want to confide.
At this time, Cheng Jiaxing, who had drunk, had fallen asleep, and only his mother Wang Guilan was still waiting for him.
After reminding her son to go to bed early, Wang Guilan returned to her room.
After lighting the kerosene lamp, Cheng Xuyuan looked at the manuscript paper and pen on the table and sat down to write...
In the past, Cheng Xuyuan still had to think twice before writing anything.
But now, everything seemed to be imprinted in his mind.
As the pen tip moved, sheets of manuscript paper were quickly covered with Cheng Xuyuan's vigorous and powerful handwriting.
One, two, three...
Immersed in writing, Cheng Xuyuan forgot about time and everything. He was like a machine, constantly writing line after line, tirelessly.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Cheng Xuyuan looked up, he found that the sky outside was actually a little white.
But he didn't have time to pay attention to all this. He changed a page of manuscript paper and continued writing.
“Ohhh…”
When Cheng Xuyuan finished writing the last word, a rooster suddenly crowed.
Hearing the crowing of the rooster, Cheng Xuyuan looked outside and saw that it was already completely light.
He picked up the watch on the table and took a look, and found that it was already half past six in the morning, which meant that he had been writing all night.
Looking at the thick stack of manuscript paper, Cheng Xuyuan felt a great sense of accomplishment.
After standing up and stretching his body, Cheng Xuyuan picked up the manuscript he had written and started reading.
Half an hour later, after proofreading the manuscript, Cheng Xuyuan felt very satisfied, so he pushed the door and walked out with the manuscript.
"Dayuan, where are you going?" Mother Wang Guilan was cooking. When she saw her son going out, she asked with concern.
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Mom, I'm going to mail a letter."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan pedaled his bicycle towards the commune.
Today's second update, please support me
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
