Return to Qiqi, start with the female educated youth returning to the city

Chapter 42 Smoke rising from ancestral graves

My nephew got the first place in the county!
Cheng Jiadong couldn't believe his ears.

is this real?
is this real?
Lao Qi, you are kidding me!
After calming himself down for a moment, he said to Lao Qi, "Lao Qi, you can let me treat you to a meal, but don't make such a joke."

"This is not funny!"

Old Qi dragged Cheng Jiadong in front of him, pointed at the name on the first line of the paper with the college entrance examination results, and shouted, "Look, look carefully, is this your nephew?"

Cheng Jiadong didn't care about Lao Qi's rudeness at this time. He rubbed his eyes and saw the words written on it: "Cheng Xuyuan, Chinese: 95 points; Mathematics: 96 points; History and Geography: 81 points; Politics: 70 points, a total of 342 points."

Looking at the score, Cheng Jiadong rubbed his eyes subconsciously again.

My nephew’s score is unexpectedly so high.

I got 96 points in math and 95 points in Chinese, which are really high.

After hesitating for a while, Cheng Jiadong couldn't help but ask, "This... this wouldn't be someone with the same name, right?"

Lao Qi raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "In our county, there are four candidates with the same name and surname, and none of them is called Cheng Xuyuan."

"And Cheng Xuyuan's hometown is your Chengjiazhuang Brigade."

"He is your nephew."

At this point, Lao Qi shook Cheng Jiadong's hand vigorously, and then said, "Congratulations, Lao Cheng, your nephew will be admitted to Yanda or Shuimu!"

"Tsk tsk, there's really smoke coming out of your ancestral grave this time!"

Lao Qi's voice was very loud, and many people who heard the noise came over.

These people were Cheng Jiadong's colleagues. After hearing the news, they surrounded Cheng Jiadong.

"Old Cheng, you have to treat us this time."

"No. 1 in the whole county, and he can go to Yanda or Shuimu, awesome!"

"This time, Old Cheng, you have to get two bottles of good wine."

……

Amid the chorus of congratulations from everyone, Cheng Jiadong suddenly came to his senses. He felt that he must tell his nephew the good news as soon as possible.

So he ran to the office at his unit and picked up the phone.

"Hello, help me connect the call that just came in." After hearing the operator's voice, Cheng Jiadong shouted anxiously.

The operator was stunned for a moment, then asked louder, "Who did you call? Tell me the exact location."

"I haven't thought it through yet, I'll fight you later!"

As they were talking, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

If it were in the past, Cheng Jiadong would definitely feel very angry after being scolded.

But it’s different now!

His nephew was going to Yanda or Shuimu University, it was such a happy occasion, why would he be angry with an operator?
He took a deep breath and ran to his office, and took out the phone number of the Nancheng District Cultural Center that Cheng Xuyuan had left for him after he went to work.

"Please connect me to the Nancheng District Cultural Center." Cheng Jiadong picked up the phone again and said in high spirits.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes…one hour!
Cheng Jiadong was surrounded by friends and colleagues who came to congratulate him, but the phone call never went through.

Don’t ask, the question is why are you in such a hurry? Don’t you know to wait a moment?

Finally, a resourceful colleague found an acquaintance at the post office and was able to get through the call.

The moment he answered the phone, he asked excitedly, "Hello, is this the Nancheng District Cultural Center?"

"Yes, this is the Nancheng District Cultural Center." From the other end of the phone, a vague voice accompanied by a crackling sound of electricity came.

Under such circumstances, Cheng Jiadong still said solemnly: "Hello, I am Cheng Xuyuan's uncle, my name is Cheng Jiadong."

"Please ask Cheng Xuyuan to answer the phone."

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Xiao Cheng has been revising his manuscript at Yanjing Literature and Art these past two days. What can I do for you?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jiadong hurriedly said, "Ask him to call me back and tell him that there is an emergency at home."

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Okay, I'll have someone notify him right away."

Cheng Jiadong wanted to say something, but he heard a click and the call was hung up.

Cheng Jiadong secretly complained to the person who answered the phone, saying that he was really rude. However, he shook the phone again and asked the operator to help him connect to the Chengjiazhuang Brigade.

In addition to telling Cheng Xuyuan about this matter, I also have to tell my family.

First in the whole county, this is a glory for the family!

……

Cheng Xuyuan didn't know that the results were already out.

With some concern for the phone bill, Cheng Xuyuan began to tidy up his house.

Originally, he planned to use the ten days of revision to tidy up the house, but it turned out that he thought too much.

It took less than 20 minutes to clean the house of more than 20 square meters.

It took half an hour to paste old newspapers on the mottled east wall. It was not that Cheng Xuyuan did not want to paste all four walls, but buying glue also required tickets.

He only had one glue ticket, so he could only stick the old newspaper on the side that was next to the bed.

There was not much to choose from when buying a bed. There were only 1.6-meter-wide bed frames and palm-roofed beds. Without a ticket, you could only look at them. With a ticket and 56 yuan, you could hire a flatbed truck to bring them to the tube-shaped building.

Also pulled back was a wooden dining table.

According to Cheng Xuyuan's idea, he also wanted to have a desk, but unfortunately, he didn't have a ticket for a desk and could only buy a small wooden table.

Two bowls, a pot, an enamel wash basin, a coal stove, and two hundred coal briquettes...

It only took half a day to set up a simple home.

Cheng Xuyuan, who felt a little sore in his back, did not move his luggage over immediately.

He planned to sleep in the cultural center warehouse for another night before moving.

After all, it was almost dark, and he just wanted to have a meal and find a place to lie down.

Moving is such a tiring job.

When I opened the door, I saw that four or five families in the corridor had already started to light fires and cook. Someone even shouted, "Second sister-in-law, do you have any soy sauce? Lend me some first."

"I'll give it back to you tomorrow when I get some soy sauce."

"Sister Shufen, what did your family cook today? Why does it smell so good?"

……

When Cheng Xuyuan pushed the door open and walked out, everyone who was cooking in the corridor on the second floor looked at him.

"Hello, my name is Tao Shufen. I live next door to you. Are you the new neighbor?" On the left side of Cheng Xuyuan's door, a young woman who was cooking greeted Cheng Xuyuan with a smile.

Cheng Xuyuan said: "Hello, sister, my name is Cheng Xuyuan, and we will be neighbors from now on."

"I just got here, so I'll have to trouble you in the future."

Tao Shufen smiled and said, "Xiao Cheng, you are too polite. We just moved here too."

"Xiao Cheng, where do you work?"

Cheng Xuyuan said: "I work at the Nancheng District Cultural Center, how about you, Sister Tao?"

Tao Shufen smiled and said, "I'm from our Chinese Musicians Association. Xiao Cheng, are you alone at home?"

When the house was divided, it was divided in the name of the couple, so in front of a neighbor he had just met, he could only smile and say: "My wife has been living in her parents' home recently, it is easier to take care of her."

Hearing Cheng Xuyuan say this, Tao Shufen's face showed a look of realization.

"Xiao Cheng, have you eaten? If not, come to my house for dinner." Tao Shufen made an invitation.

Cheng Xuyuan knew very well that he should not take this invitation seriously. After all, at that time, everyone relied on food stamps for food.

When you eat at someone else's house, you are actually taking food from that person's mouth.

So he politely declined the invitation and left on the pretext of having something to do.

After a simple dinner, Cheng Xuyuan returned to the cultural center.

Passing by the message room, Cheng Xuyuan saw that Old Li was not in the room, but he didn't care and walked straight to the warehouse where he lived.

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(End of this chapter)