Chapter 730 The Love Letter Was Discovered Upon hearing that it was a reward from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, the doubts on Ding Panyun's face immediately dissipated, and he revealed a proud smile: "So that's how it is, my son is really capable, he even became a consultant for the Academy of Agricultural Sciences!"
She looked at the brand new color TV again and again, her love for it beyond words.
She helped Lu Qingyang wipe the TV cabinet to make room for the best spot.
Turn on the power and press the switch.
After a slight buzzing sound, a colorful and clear image instantly appeared on the screen.
The actors wore red dresses and green military uniforms, with a background of blue and white clouds, and everything looked lifelike.
"Oh, it's colorful, so beautiful." Shen Mo exclaimed in surprise, holding the attracted Yu'er and pointing at the actors in brightly colored costumes on the screen.
"Hurry up, look, Auntie's clothes are red!"
Shitou staggered over, his big black eyes attracted by the flashing picture, and he stretched out his hand and pointed, babbling.
Even Fang Zhongwen, who was usually calm, showed obvious surprise on his serious face when he saw the brand new color TV in the living room after coming home from get off work.
Although the number of TV stations received was not very large, it was still surprising enough for people at that time.
The whole family watched TV happily.
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On weekends, Zhao Rui must go home for dinner.
After finishing his meal, he immediately slipped back to his room.
Late at night, Zhao Rui lay on the desk, enveloped by the halo of the desk lamp.
He frowned, sometimes writing furiously, sometimes stopping to think, with a suspicious blush on his face.
On the paper was a letter to Liu Xiaohua, which he had repeatedly considered and revised countless times.
Just as he was lost in thought about how to express his admiration in a more subtle and moving way, the door was gently pushed open.
The person who came in was his mother, a middle-aged woman in a white coat.
She wanted to see if her son was asleep, but she caught a glimpse of the letter with wet ink on the table.
"What is this?" Zhao's mother frowned.
Without waiting for Zhao Rui to react, she reached out and picked up the letter.
"Mom! Don't..." Zhao Rui hurriedly stood up and tried to take it back, his face turned red instantly, but it was too late.
Mother Zhao took a quick look, her expression growing darker. "... 'Your smile is like spring sunshine,' 'Every time I see you, my heart beats faster.'... Zhao Rui! You're not studying hard. What are you thinking about all day? Huh? You've even learned to write about these... romantic things!"
"I... I was just writing casually..." Zhao Rui tried to defend himself, but his voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
"Just writing casually? I think your mind is not on the right path at all!" Mother Zhao slammed the letter paper on the table angrily.
"You know, the students at Jingcheng University are all elites. If you don't work hard... now you're writing such an inappropriate letter at such a young age."
She rushed into the study and said to Zhao's father, who was looking up some information under the desk lamp, "Old Zhao, look at your son. He's only this old, and he's already doing this. How can he concentrate on his studies?"
Father Zhao raised his head from a pile of documents, took the letter handed to him by his wife, adjusted his glasses, and read it carefully.
His reaction was not as intense as his wife's, but his brows gradually furrowed and his expression became solemn.
The atmosphere in the study instantly dropped to freezing point.
Zhao Rui stood at the door with his head down, not daring to look his father in the eye, his heart filled with uneasiness.
After a long while, Zhao's father put down the letter and looked at his son. His tone was calm but carried a great weight: "Rui, come here."
Zhao Rui walked over reluctantly.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Father Zhao pointed at the letter. "What's going on? What's your relationship now?"
"Tell me, what's going on? Which class is this 'Liu Xiaohua' from? What is your current relationship?"
Zhao Rui's scalp tingled, and he faltered as he explained, "Dad... this, this really has nothing to do with her. It's me... I just liked her unilaterally and thought she was a very nice person, so I... I wrote the letter. She... she didn't know anything..."
The more he spoke, the louder his voice became, and he didn't dare to mention that Liu Xiaohua was just a waitress at Xinweiju.
Looking at his son's appearance, Zhao's father's guess seemed to be partially confirmed.
He did not explode immediately, but took a deep breath, gently placed the letter on the table, and changed his tone to become serious and earnest:
"Rui," he sighed, "Dad Rui was your age. It's normal for young people to develop feelings for outstanding people of the opposite sex at this age. It's not an unforgivable mistake."
Zhao Rui raised his head in surprise. He didn't expect his father to say that.
"However, you must be clear-headed and understand your most important task right now! You are a student at Jingcheng University, a future pillar of the country. This is an opportunity that many would envy. Your primary task is to acquire knowledge, enrich your mind, and train your body to lay a solid foundation for the future, rather than wasting your precious time and energy on immature, emotional impulses that could even affect your academic and personal development."
He pointed out the window, seemingly referring to the entire campus. "There are many outstanding students in college. It's good to appreciate each other and make progress together. But Dad hopes that you will establish a healthy and positive friendship based on common ideals and the ability to promote each other, rather than this kind of... this kind of superficial relationship that is obsessed with personal emotions."
"I...I understand, Dad." Zhao Rui whispered, feeling relieved.
"That's good to know. So, what department is this classmate Liu Xiaohua from? Which class is she in? I want to know."
Zhao Rui's heart suddenly rose to his throat again.
He didn't dare tell the truth. In a hurry, he made up a vague story, "Yes... in the Chemistry Department... which class... I, I'm not sure, but... I saw him a few times during lectures..."
The more he spoke, the more guilty he felt, and his voice became louder and louder.
Father Zhao stared at him for a few seconds, and Zhao Rui was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
In the end, Zhao's father seemed to accept his flawed statement, perhaps because he felt that his son had realized his mistake and did not want to push him too hard.
He nodded, his tone softening.
"Chemistry? Well, since we're classmates, we should encourage each other academically. This matter ends here. I've confiscated this letter. I don't want to see another one, and I don't want to hear anything about you affecting your studies because of these things. Put all your thoughts back on the right path!"
"I understand." Zhao Rui assured quickly as if he had heard an amnesty order.
"Go back to bed and reflect on this."
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