I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

Qiaoqiao no longer had time to be depressed, because she wanted to read.

She still knew high school Chinese. She had worn out her brother's high school Chinese textbook. When she was working in the fields, she would recite classical Chinese texts while others gossiped, finding them more and more interesting the more she read them.

Qiaoqiao could understand the math in the first year of high school to a certain extent, but the math in the second and third years was like gibberish to her.

As for English, she had studied it. As long as there were phonetic symbols, she didn't care if the pronunciation was correct or not; she could figure it out anyway.

Politics, history, geography, and even just recognizing characters and memorizing them—you can always understand some of it.

Ultimately, the most difficult subjects are math and English.

My brother studies science subjects like chemistry and physics, which Qiaoqiao can't understand at all.

While caring for the baby in Qiaoqiao's belly, Qiaoqiao's mother encouraged her, "When you get into university, our Yang family will truly be proud. Your father and grandfather will be so happy. Study hard, you study, and the baby studies too."

"Mom, my brother has explained these math problems to me several times, but I still don't understand them."

Qiaoqiao was about to cry. She wanted to dig the ground, she wanted to grow vegetables, and she also wanted to work at the popsicle factory.

"Your grandpa said it's not that the family is poor; your grades are even better than your brother's. Qiaoqiao is very smart."

"Was it Grandpa who said it, or you, Mother?"

"That's what the master said. If you don't believe me, go ask the master."

"Okay, okay, I'll learn, I'll learn well."

Qiaoqiao's mother felt sorry for Qiaoqiao, but she also felt that her son and son-in-law were right. No matter who is more capable, it is better to be capable herself.

My in-laws are just recuperating from an illness. Their meat rations have been reduced from three catties to one catty, and now they only have half a catty left.

Wenhui is educated and gives speeches everywhere, attracting hordes of young girls. Now that he has a prosthetic leg, he's no different from a normal person. The difference between the two is too great. What if... I don't dare to think about it. I still have to urge Qiaoqiao to take the college entrance exam.

Yang Zheng was full of enthusiasm; aside from work, he spent all his time reading.

Zhou Wenhui is now using his prosthetic leg, and his wish has been fulfilled. He is now focusing all his energy on his studies.

Yang Zheng had finished high school and understood most of the content in the book, but he wasn't very familiar with it.

I've been working at my company for a year now. I've reached a high school level in physics, but I'm terrible at chemistry, and I'm completely clueless about English.

Lu Han wrote him a letter, mentioning the college entrance examination, and sent him a large amount of review materials, which boosted Yang Zheng's confidence even more.

Zhou Wenhui returned home after giving a speech, and this time, he walked back.

I thought I would receive a warm welcome from my family, but after calling "Qiaoqiao, Mom" ​​a few times, the yard remained quiet.

"Aren't they home?" Zhou Wenhui asked Yu Fu.

"No, Auntie stays home every day. Sister-in-law can't go out either; she's already over eight months pregnant."

"Yeah, why is nobody here?"

Upon entering the house, I found no one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, and no one in the bedroom.

Walking into the inner room, in the study, Qiaoqiao and Yang Zheng were reading. Qiaoqiao's mother was holding a fan, fanning herself while dozing off.

Zhou Wenhui didn't rush in, but watched with great interest.

"Brother, what is this? I can't understand it at all." Qiaoqiao grabbed her hair haphazardly.

"Given vectors a = (1, -2, 2) and b = (3, K, 6), if a∥b, what is the value of the real number k? Qiaoqiao, look, the given vectors are… The answer is -6."

Yang Zheng's throat was parched from explaining, and he finally asked Qiaoqiao, "Do you understand?"

"Oh. I think I understand." Qiaoqiao scratched her head in confusion, wondering if she really understood or not.

Zhou Wenhui chuckled. Qiaoqiao was startled, looked behind her, and then shouted, "Wenhui, you're back! Mom, Wenhui's back! Cook, cook!"

Zhou Wenhui turned his body with ease: "What do you think?"

"Wow, Wenhui, that's amazing! Besides giving speeches, do you practice walking every day? My master said it takes at least two months of practice to master it."

"If you all work so hard, how can I not work hard too?"

Qiaoqiao's mother put down her fan and stared at Zhou Wenhui's legs, looking them over from left to right: "If you don't show your legs, no one will know they're prosthetics."

"Indeed, walking is quite steady, but you still need to be careful on muddy roads. Yang Zheng, you and your master can make prosthetics now, your skills are definitely top-notch."

"To be honest, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths if he weren't my brother-in-law. Although I helped Wenhui, I also gained a new skill." Yang Zheng smiled sheepishly.

"I brought you a big bag of reference books. The news about the college entrance exam hasn't spread yet, so these books aren't worth much. Once the official documents come out, you won't be able to buy them even if you want to."

"It would be better if we couldn't buy it, because it would give me a headache," Qiaoqiao said coquettishly.

"It's okay, maybe you didn't learn it, but our son did?" Zhou Wenhui said, putting his arms around Qiaoqiao.

"You only care about your son when you come home, and you don't even look at me. I've become a haggard old woman."

"I took a closer look, and apart from my hair not being combed and my face not being washed, everything else is fine."

"I washed my face this morning, but I didn't wash it after my lunch break. Look at my brother, he forced me to do so many math problems, and I still can't do them."

"Take your time. I'll teach you while I'm at home these next few days, okay?"

"Wow, I'm going crazy."

Seeing his younger sister acting crazy, which was actually just her being affectionate, Yang Zheng laughed and said, "I have to go back to work tonight, so Qiaomei is in your care. She's good at Chinese, politics, and history, but not so good at geography, and her English and math are terrible."

"How could you be bad at geography? I know it. I also know math. You should ask your brother for help with English; I'm not very good at it either."

"My English isn't good either; it turns out the whole family doesn't speak English."

That night, Qiaoqiao lay in bed with her pillow propped up and said, "Wenhui, Dad would be so happy to see you. Haven't Mom and Dad written anything?"

"Perhaps Dad isn't doing well and doesn't want us to worry."

"It's been half a year, and I miss them so much."

"Qiaoqiao, we might be moving soon. The Daily News has already contacted us, and we'll be reporting there on September 1st."

"Can't you wait until after I give birth?" Qiaoqiao asked.

"That's what I told the union too. They said everything should be done according to policy. Since the newspaper allocated me a house, this house should be taken back and allocated to other leaders."

"Dad hasn't even come back, and they're already taking back the house?"

"Dad is just a comatose division commander. The division he led has been replaced by someone else. Dad doesn't even have a position anymore; he's just an empty shell."

There were some complaints about Dad's delay in returning to China. Go ahead and move; you and Mom can pack your things slowly. If you want us to leave, then we'll leave.

My mother was definitely under pressure to keep my father from returning to China for treatment; after all, medical care abroad is better than in China.

"Okay, let's move then, as long as the family is here. Moving to the city also has its advantages; with my brother here, he won't have to travel back and forth, and he can come home every day to teach me math."

"Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry, but you're heavily pregnant and need to study and organize. Perhaps you could put your studies on hold for now."

"No, I have to study. Maybe I can get into university. We can support the Zhou family on our own."

Adversity, on the contrary, fueled Qiaoqiao's fighting spirit.