Struggle Life in the 1970s

Chu Ye:! ! !
Sister Deng:!!!

Two shook their heads! Two refused! Two said these things were too expensive and they didn't want them!
Mu Jiajun was furious and repeatedly asked the two for the reason. The two of them also tacitly understood each other and hesitated for a long time, unable to explain clearly.

The two men turned their heads unconsciously to look at each other, and saw the difficulties in each other's eyes.

Deng Zhiqing is now living with another female educated youth. If she takes these things back with her, her roommate will inevitably see them.

It's not that she was reluctant to share it, but it would easily lead to gossip. To outsiders, this was how she got a lot of benefits from Mu Jiajun late at night.

Rumors are like tigers. If this happens, it will not only bring bad gossip to her, but also to Mu Zhiqing and Chu Ye. It is really better to have less trouble than more.

Besides, she just came here to sit, knit, and give Chu Ye some advice every time. What she did was so insignificant that she felt guilty about accepting these food.

Not to mention Chu Ye, she is the beneficiary of learning, how dare she accept things given by the teacher?

Besides, the last time Chu's mother found the things she had hidden in the box, she scolded her. She has been worried about her these days. If she dared to bring these things home again, she would really be asking for trouble.

Seeing that the two were desperately refusing and were sincerely unwilling to accept the food, their faces revealed their own difficulties. Mu Jiajun remained silent, and finally let the two go. He then gathered the three portions of food together and put them in the cabinet under the desk.

Anyway, it’s food for the two of them, so they can take it out and distribute it later when they study at night.

The three of them looked a little tired after packing up together tonight, and it was dark outside early.

Chu Ye simply didn't bother with it. There was no rush to finish studying in one night, so he simply announced that the study group would be disbanded on the spot.

Then he picked up the cloth bag and walked home in the moonlight, accompanied by Mu Jiajun's flashlight.

What happened tonight broke the dull study atmosphere of the past and also made the relationship between the three people closer.

The two of them were in a relaxed mood along the way, and the moon tonight seemed brighter than usual, shining directly into people's hearts.

Mu Jiajun was in front, holding a flashlight, trying to find something to talk about. After chatting for a few sentences, he asked his own doubts, "Why do you study so hard? It's as if your life will be over if you don't get into school?"

This was the most accurate description he came up with after several days of observation. As a young teacher, he could feel Chu Ye's eagerness to grow in his studies.

He wanted to know if something had happened that caused Chu Ye to be in this mental state.

However, what he didn't know was that his words were like a sharp arrow, piercing straight through Chu Ye's chest.

Then the sharp arrow flew out, leaving a hole in my heart, and a gentle blow filled it with a cool feeling.

She seemed to be brought back to her previous life where she got married and had children early. The tide of marriage poured down from a height of ten thousand meters, drowning her in its depths.

Her ears, her eyes, her heart and lungs, even her limbs, were all soaked in the vapor of despair, sticking her like a fly on a spider web. The more awake she was, the more she struggled, and the more painful it became.

Mu Jiajun regretted the moment he asked the question. He clearly felt that the strong aura emanating from Chu Ye after he blurted it out was so heavy that it should not appear on a fifteen-year-old girl.

He should have thought that everyone has their own secrets, even when he went to the countryside, wasn't it the same?
He was about to apologize when Chu Ye's voice came from behind him. Her voice was soft but firm. She said, "Girls in rural areas get married early. You can see that I should be in the second semester of the second year of junior high school, but I am at home. My parents want to reduce the burden on the family and let me go on a blind date and get married."

Once I said this, the rest became easier to say. “I don’t want to get married so early, so I have to study hard and go out to see the world.”

After saying this, she felt that something that was weighing on her heart was slowly released, and she felt somewhat relaxed. She curled her lips and spoke with some satisfaction.

"I'm tired of staying in this small mountain village."

These words carried magic power, lingering in Mu Jiajun's ears for a long time, and like a small hammer, gently knocking on his heart.

He opened his eyes wide in the darkness and even unconsciously held the flashlight tighter.

He had guessed the reason before, but he was still shocked when he actually heard it.

What is the purpose of his study? He thought seriously that he studied just for the sake of learning, for different knowledge, so as to expand his understanding of the world.

What about Chu Ye? She studied to escape the fate of getting married, and also to change her own fate.

Mu Jiajun never placed learning on the same level as destiny.

However, this person, this rural girl, a girl whose parents did not allow her to continue her studies, was like a tough grass, which stubbornly straightened its branches after being trampled on.

"What about you? Why did you go to the countryside?" Chu Ye asked back.

Mu Jiajun has talked about this issue before, saying that it was to see the outside world and to contribute to national construction with his own strength.

However, Chu Ye was skeptical. Mu Jiajun, who was obviously a rich young man, could have experienced it anywhere else, but why did he come to this corner?

But after asking this question, Mu Jiajun chose to remain silent. He hesitated between telling the truth and lying.

There were some things he had never told anyone.

"Actually, it's because I don't know what I want to do." Mu Jiajun changed from his usual cheerful self to serious, and his tone became much calmer.

Unconsciously, he slowed down and walked side by side with Chu Ye.

The flashlight emitted a bright light, not only illuminating the road ahead, but also seemed to illuminate the hearts of the two people.

On this ordinary night in April, he spoke his true feelings. "I studied step by step until I graduated from high school. However, I didn't know what I wanted to do. My grandfather told me to stay at home, read books and write. He didn't ask me to achieve much, but just to be safe and happy."

"My parents said that they would arrange for me to be a teacher in a school, as it would be close to home, with good pay and less work."

"My brother asked me to help him run his business and give me a position to do whatever I want."

"But I'm not satisfied. I can do what they say, but I don't know why, there's a voice in my heart saying I don't want to do it."

"So I 'escaped' and wanted to see what others were doing so I could find my own direction."

After saying this, he let out a long sigh, which was like cutting open the flesh and dissecting deep into the soul.

Sure enough, everyone has their own troubles.

After listening to this, Chu Ye suddenly had an idea in his mind. This year is 76, but next year, the country will open the college entrance examination, and countless high school students will flock to the examination room.

And this exam will change the fate of many people.

She asked tentatively, "If, I mean if."

"You can go to university to continue your studies. What major do you want to study?"

Chu Ye's hypothesis was incomprehensible. The college entrance examination had been suspended for ten years. It was not possible for anyone to take it.

But Mu Jiajun had also thought about this question. To be honest, his family actually knew some vague information. After all, his grandfather used to be a translator and had worked with many important figures. Later, when his grandfather was older, he brought up many students, so the family had some high-level connections.

He had also heard that the higher authorities might open up the college entrance examination, but they were all just rumors after all, and after hearing them so many times, he no longer held out hope.

Now ask him what major he would choose if he could continue his studies?
Then he needs to think about it again.

Seeing Mu Jiajun lost in thought, Chu Ye did not ask any further questions. He stopped and waited quietly.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. Soon, the clear voice of a young man came from beside me, with clear and melodious pronunciation, which was very pleasant to hear.

He said, "If I can continue my studies, I would like to study translation."

In the darkness of the night, he asked, "Have you read the English book I gave you?"

Chu Ye remembered that he was talking about the book "Flying Birds", which was written in English with a Chinese translation next to it.

She was speechless for a moment. Compared with English books, she liked reading the story book about the female generals of the Yang Family more.

I like to see Mu Guiying holding a goose-feather knife and riding a horse with an imposing manner.

I like to see her being in desperate situations many times but remaining calm, and using coincidences and clever tricks to fool the enemy.

What I like even more is that even after getting married, she didn’t abandon her martial arts skills.

Chu Ye was in a dilemma and was about to tell the truth when he heard Mu Jiajun's voice.

He seemed to have seen through Chu Ye's hesitation, and he said to himself, "Books in our country are certainly good, but books in other countries also have their own advantages."

"But most people only come into contact with foreign languages ​​when they are in junior high school, and they learn those languages ​​only for the purpose of passing exams and going to higher education."

"Even if someone is interested in these things, when studying foreign books, they often don't know where to start, so as they learn, they find it boring and think that they won't be able to use it in the future, so they simply give up."

Mu Jiajun turned his head, his eyes filled with moonlight, and said firmly, "So if I have the opportunity, I want to study translation, so that I can introduce foreign things to China and let more people learn foreign knowledge."

He spoke with such confidence that Chu Ye was surprised at how lofty his ambitions were.

News about the college entrance examination in her previous life came. At that time, she had just married into Zhaojia Village and could still hear the news from the village.

The educated youth who had originally gone to the countryside all rushed to the city to register, and in the end a few of them were successfully admitted to university.

After a few years, I heard that the educated youth who were admitted to universities also found good jobs after graduation, and those who performed well stayed in the universities to become teachers.

But these have nothing to do with Mu Jiajun.

She turned her head and met Mu Jiajun's gaze.

Chu Ye's eyes were compassionate and full of sympathy. There happened to be clouds covering the moon, which also covered her expression.

It’s just that Mu Jiajun died too early in his previous life, and that river buried the young man’s deep-seated wish.

Fortunately, the fate of this life has gradually been rewritten.

They are still young and can write their future with their own hands.

So she spoke, her tone gentle but full of hope, "Then I wish that your dream can come true."

(End of this chapter)