In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 53: Dumplings prepared by the master's wife: knead the dough and chop the stuffing yourself, and sharpen the knife first
"Gululu~"

The hollow sound of stomach gurgling could be heard.

"Let's go. We won't eat corn porridge tonight. This morning, your wife went to the food station to buy meat and lotus root, saying that she was going to make dumplings for you..."

Du Guowang looked at the confusion on Xie Wei's face and knew that he didn't want to go home.

He also knew why he didn't want to go.

You can’t go there anymore!
Hearing that Liang Hongling bought meat and lotus root to make dumplings for him, Xie Wei's mouth twitched: Teacher Liang forced him to learn math but it didn't work, so he used a conciliatory strategy instead?

Using food can only fool little foodies like Xie Rou.

In the era when everything was supplied by tickets, most northern families could only afford to eat dumplings during the New Year and other festivals.

I am greedy too, but I can't bury myself in the bald-making world of mathematics just for a meal of dumplings, right?
What’s wrong with eating one less dumpling?
It's better than being forced by Liang Hongling to do difficult math problems for a few years and then being sent to the Institute of Mathematics, a place where only crazy people can stay.

Immediately, Xie Wei was about to refuse.

"Xie Wei, when you were at home, Teacher Liang talked a lot more. After Du Bin left, she became more and more silent..."

"???"

Du Guowang's deep voice stunned Xie Wei.

Du Bin?

The son of Du Guowang and Liang Hongling.

From Wang Zheng, Xie Wei learned that Du Bin had joined the army more than ten years ago.

"Brother Du has never had a vacation?"

"Sacrificed."

Xie Wei was silent for a moment.

War is far away from Xie Wei, whether in the previous era or in this era.

But to some people, it is very close.

Xie Wei never expected to hear such news from Du Guowang.

For a moment, I felt uncomfortable.

When Du Guowang and his wife were in the most difficult time, they received the news that their son had died. How painful must they have been?
No wonder, on the first day she arrived at Du Guowang's house, Liang Hongling was distracted when she looked at the brand new quilt that was laid out on the bed for Xie Wei.

Du Guowang sighed.

He whispered, "Du Bin has learned everything quickly since he was a child, and his thinking is divergent. Before junior high school, he had completed university-level mechanics and calculus, and was also interested in radio and computers, but unfortunately he was unable to go to university. Before that, he did not have a good relationship with Teacher Liang..."

"Teacher Liang asked Brother Du to study mathematics?"

Xie Wei's name has changed.

Before, I called them Master's Wife, but I didn't feel any sense of identification with Liang Hongling and Du Guowang.

Liang Hongling and Du Guowang did not become depressed because of their son's sacrifice. Instead, they put all their energy into their work, hoping to cultivate more outstanding talents for the country!
"I know you don't want to do mathematics, and I will persuade Teacher Liang. In fact, you are not suitable for mathematics. You are too erratic. People who do mathematics not only need to have a strong interest and love for mathematics, but also need to be able to endure loneliness. When you were in People's Park, did the teacher who taught you advanced mathematics say that although you learn quickly, you are not suitable for mathematical research?"

"what?"

Xie Wei panicked.

According to the memories left by the original owner, he often went to People's Park to study with a group of big guys who gathered there.

But I don't remember many specific details.

Du Guowang actually figured out all this!
What happened to the inconvenient transportation and slow information exchange these days?
"It's normal that you don't know their identities. Many of them are professors at Harbin Institute of Technology. Otherwise, how can you, an ordinary worker in a machinery factory, borrow cutting-edge technology materials from the library? And you can get whatever materials you want."

"..."

At this moment, Xie Wei was extremely panicked.

If Xie Wei hadn't remembered borrowing all kinds of study materials from the provincial library before, how could he dare to let himself go when he arrived at school?
From mechatronics projects to chemistry projects, and now jumping to computer projects.

Otherwise, you will be caught and sliced ​​into pieces.

The original owner never thought about why he could access advanced cutting-edge information that ordinary people couldn't.

Xie Wei had it in his memory since he came to this world, but he had never thought about it.

I have always believed that the provincial library these days has the most advanced technical and learning materials.

It seems that it’s all because of those big guys in People’s Park?

This time, our party's incredible intelligence capabilities were directly demonstrated to Xie Wei.

"Let's go home first." Could Xie Wei refuse?

There was no thought of rejection at all.

I have too many questions in my mind, but I dare not and cannot ask.

I didn't even dare to ask who the professors at Harbin Institute of Technology mentioned by Du Guowang were.

Once the secret slips out, it will be exposed and the consequences will be disastrous.

After all, Xie Wei in front of Du Guowang was not someone who had contact with those big guys.

He followed Du Guowang silently and walked towards the bicycle shed.

"Are you back? Wash your hands quickly. Lao Du will chop the stuffing. Xie Wei can knead the dough, right?"

The gate of the courtyard rang, and Liang Hongling, who was correcting homework, put down her work and came out.

Without waiting for Xie Wei to say hello, she started making arrangements.

"..."

Making noodles?

Xie Wei didn’t even know how to make batter, let alone the dough for making dumplings.

"You don't know how to knead dough?"

Should I?

Xie Wei widened his eyes and looked at Du Guowang in confusion: Didn’t Teacher Liang buy meat and vegetables and make dumplings for me?

It turns out I have to do it myself.

But Xie Wei doesn’t know how to knead dough!
In the old days, you could buy anything. If you didn’t want to eat frozen food, you could buy handmade food, which was not expensive.

At this time, although people in the southwest ate both rice and noodles, rice was the main food.

Every time we make dumplings at home, the family's appetite will increase invisibly. My mother Liu Mei thinks that eating dumplings is a waste of flour, so she rarely makes them once a year.

Liang Hongling saw that Xie Wei looked unnatural and looked at him in surprise, "Don't people in Rongcheng eat dumplings?"

"Eat. My mother thinks we eat too many dumplings and it's a waste of flour, so she rarely makes them. There's no chance for me to practice."

Xie Wei explained awkwardly.

It’s not that I’m lazy, it’s that I don’t have the opportunity to exercise.

"Hey, Xie Wei, you know how to chop meat, right?"

Du Guowang asked Xie Wei.

The latter nodded.

To chop the meat, doesn’t it just require hands?

Just chop it up randomly.

"Okay, you chop the meat, and I'll go find Wang Zheng."

For a moment, Xie Wei sympathized with Wang Zheng: he was the one who lit the fire, and he was also the one who made the dumplings and the dough.

"Xie Wei, after you chop the meat, chop the cabbage as well."

These are the dumplings Liang Hongling prepared to make for herself!
You have to mix the dough and chop the stuffing yourself, and what’s worse is that there’s no fire on the stove.

Now Du Guowang left again. Xie Wei was afraid that Liang Hongling would mention his math studies, so he hurried to the kitchen to wash the meat and chop the stuffing.

Entering the kitchen, Xie Wei was dumbfounded:

The chopping board made of logs is covered with dust, and the kitchen knife has long been rusted...

So, Xie Wei found another brick in the yard - to sharpen the knife!

"Xie Wei, I think we need to talk."

After Xie Wei found the bricks and filled a porcelain bowl with half a bowl of water, he squatted on the ground and was about to grind off the rust on the kitchen knife. Liang Hongling, who appeared behind him at some point, spoke a serious voice into Xie Wei's ears.

"Ah~"

Xie Wei shuddered, and the rusty blade cut his left hand which was holding the knife.

(End of this chapter)