It was filled with all sorts of prizes they used to envy, and they were even counting them by the tael.
Items such as soft and brightly colored towels, enamel mugs printed with various slogans, enamel basins, thermos flasks, pillowcases, pennants, fountain pens, notebooks, flashlights, and so on.
They weren't particularly valuable items, and each one had the giver's name on it.
The problem is that the number is so large that they can open stores!
The family sorted their belongings into categories, and the main room was covered with banners bearing accolades such as "Selfless," "Heroic Act," and "Model of the People."
The red banner with gold trim made the whole hall look grand and luxurious.
Everyone admired the banners for a long time with great satisfaction before reluctantly leaving only three large banners that concealed the true nature of the banners, which were then hung on the wall facing the door in the main room!
Qin Yuanjiu placed the heavy bag in front of the old man.
The old man quickly wiped his hands and took the letter. He solemnly opened it, took out a thick stack of letters, and handed them to his great-grandsons who were studying, asking them to read each one aloud in a low voice.
Through the letters, everyone vaguely understood that their daughter, Ke Qimei, and her new son-in-law had been quietly helping so many women and children. They were immediately filled with deep respect!
The whole family secretly admired Ke Meiyu's good fortune. Why was it that others couldn't save people, but she was the one who encountered it?
While others save only one person, she saves a whole string of them...
Others save ordinary people, but she saves wealthy people from Kyoto who hold official positions!
Hearing the heartfelt thanks in the letter, they felt honored.
They listened to the thank-you notes behind closed doors, from noon until the sun began to set...
They were mentally satisfied, so they weren't hungry at all!
They looked at the seven application forms for N Province University of Science and Technology together before finally leaving, satisfied, to get to work.
The fourth family continued to check the scholarship information with the old man and woman.
Qin Yuanjiu and Ke Meiyu received first-class scholarships, each receiving fifty yuan, while the five Ke brothers received second-class scholarships, each receiving thirty yuan.
Moreover, all seven of them were granted full scholarships by the organization, meaning they did not need to pay tuition fees and received an extra 18 yuan per month!
Except for Ke Meiyu and Qin Yuanjiu, who remained expressionless, everyone else gasped.
"My goodness!" Mrs. Ke held up her fingers and counted her son and daughter one by one, "Your scholarships add up to two hundred yuan, and you still have one hundred and eight yuan a month?!"
What does this mean? An apprentice in the city only earns about twenty yuan a month.
Long live China! Da Xia Hua, who was already in a daze, has now entered an even more daze: the organization is giving subsidies for university students?
For the people living in the remote mountain villages, this was a revelation. No wonder so many people were fighting tooth and nail for a single spot in a worker-peasant-soldier college program!
College students are treated so well; it's practically like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.
Everyone was in a great mood. The old lady specially brought out a lot of meat, such as wild boar, venison, pheasant, wild duck, and fish, as well as wild eggs and wild duck eggs, and asked her daughters-in-law to cook a sumptuous dinner. She also invited the village chief, the village party secretary, and several old friends of the same generation to have a drink with the old man.
Ke Meiyu picked out some vegetables and secretly poured some diluted spiritual spring water over them.
She kept drawing talismans throughout the week, and when her spiritual energy was completely depleted, she would meditate to recover.
As she created more and more talismans, her control over spiritual energy improved. The more solid she could grasp the spiritual energy, the less spiritual energy was lost, and the more the power of the talismans increased exponentially!
Three tortoise-breath talismans, each capable of operating for two months, have already been placed in the field, allowing her to freely irrigate it with spiritual spring water.
A table was set up in the main room, and another table was set up in the kitchen.
The adults and children ate to their hearts' content. After the meal, once the dishes and chopsticks were cleared away, the old man, slightly tipsy, grabbed the village chief and a few others, refusing to let them leave.
"Yu Bao'er, hurry up and get the application forms. All seven of you, fill them out tonight and hand them to the village chief!"
Ke Meiyu smiled and nodded, then hurried to the main room to get her watch.
As soon as she rummaged through the water, she paused, remembering Huang Fangbin, who had shamelessly clung to the village chief's house as a prospective son-in-law, and Ke Yunyue, who was already at odds with her and had been tricked into charging into battle by a man because she was naive and inexperienced. A sense of vigilance crept into her heart.
Ke Meiyu brought up the online store interface, which not only sells goods but also provides a variety of services. There's nothing it can't do, but the prices are correspondingly high!
She chose the high-fidelity feature, which cost her 100 yuan per form!
However, the counterfeit forms were indistinguishable in terms of paper material, age, and even the ink on the stamps, not to mention details such as the font. At least in the post-apocalyptic world she had experienced, they were difficult to detect.
So the money was well spent.
With a ding-dong, seven hundred peace points were swiftly deducted by the system, leaving Ke Meiyu heartbroken.
Ke Meiyu placed the original in the space, took out the high-quality replica, smiled and took a picture of everyone in front of her, along with seven ordinary brand-new fountain pens.
Holding the smooth, high-quality fountain pen, the five men finally felt a sense of reality.
"Hey girl, don't draw the ink yet, I'll use it to scald my hair with boiling water," Brother Ke suddenly yelled, snatching the pen from Ke Meiyu's hand.
Brother Ke also excitedly whispered a popular science explanation: "When a fountain pen is first manufactured, the nib is coated with a layer of wax. It's better to soak it in boiling water."
More importantly, it's a sense of ritual.
Back when they were in school, each of them owned at most one new fountain pen.
After soaking the fountain pen and rinsing the outside of the ink sac with water, they wiped it clean, filled it with ink, and placed it on the table, which had been wiped several times and covered with their treasured old newspapers, with their arms crossed like elementary school students.
A wave of silly charm emanated from them, making Ke Meiyu, clutching Qin Yuanjiu's clothes, turn her head away with difficulty and laugh silently until tears streamed down her face.
At the same time, she also deeply felt how devout and sacred her brothers were about going to university. It should be said that for every young person in this era, this is a stone bridge to realize their ambitions!
The form required a lot of information, including personal details, family members, and even some information about the commune. Everyone took out the draft paper contributed by their nephews and carefully drafted the forms, stroke by stroke. Only after they had figured it out did they seriously copy it onto the forms.
The section for enrolling in a university on the form was blank, and Ke Meiyu looked at the old man with the same blank expression as her five older brothers.
The old man then turned to look at the village chief and the village party secretary:
"Qingxi, Dongfeng, you often go to the commune. The commune has a quota for recommending worker-peasant college students every year. Tell us what you know so that the children can have a reference."
The village chief and the village party secretary exchanged a glance and smiled wryly. "Uncle, we're just errand runners. Our commune only gets three nominations a year, and we're lucky if we get one or two spots. Besides, they're all from agricultural universities. I've heard the schools recommended from the city are better, but we don't know anything about them!"
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