nycdaug Chapter 208 You're getting cocky just because I said you're fat?
Chapter 208 You're getting cocky just because I said you're fat?
In winter, Shu Yun set up a small stove in the yard, placed a small rack on it, and roasted oranges, chestnuts, and red dates on the charcoal after the fire was lit. As the heat spread, the yard was filled with the aroma of food.
However, at this moment, as Wang Keying finished speaking, the courtyard became somewhat quiet. Wang Keying picked up the steaming hot oranges from the stove, peeled off the thin layer of orange peel to reveal the beautiful flesh, and took a bite. The warm orange juice burst out, which should have been sweet, but it tasted unusually bitter in Wang Keying's mouth.
Shu Yun: "Sister Keying, do you want to study? Do you want to go to university?"
Wang Keying smiled wryly, "Of course I've thought about it, but sometimes thinking about it isn't enough to just do it."
Wang Keying had always dreamed of going to university. Her desire to attend university had long since faded after getting married and having children. But fate is unpredictable. Who would have thought that a case would uncover the inside story of university admissions back then, and make her once again beat her dead heart.
She longed to sit in a classroom listening to the teacher's lecture, to live in a dormitory chatting and laughing with her roommates, and even more so, to sit quietly in the university library, turning the pages of books.
"Sister Keying, if you go to university, is there a major you want to study?" Shu Yun continued to ask.
Wang Keying was puzzled, but she thought about it seriously and replied, "If it were me a few years ago, I might have chosen literature, since it is a popular major. However, with the experience of the past few years, I would like to study fashion design and design beautiful women's clothing. There are still too few styles of clothing available now."
Shu Yun: "Since you have a dream, then Sister Keying, don't forget about it. There will always be a chance to realize it."
Wang Keying's eyes widened. "What, what does this mean?"
Shu Yun smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just see that many experts and professors who were previously demoted have been exonerated and returned to the city. Maybe the college entrance examination will be reinstated. So, Keying, you can't neglect your textbook knowledge. You need to be well prepared so that you can seize the opportunity when it comes. You can also use your own strength to pursue further studies at university. I believe in your ability and perseverance. You can succeed in whatever you do."
Shu Yun didn't say it explicitly, and Wang Keying wasn't sure when the college entrance examination would be reinstated, but she was still stirred up by Shu Yun's words. She stood up with a flushed face and said, "You're right. I also think that our society will eventually reinstate the college entrance examination. I will be prepared. The Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University relies on recommendations, but I don't want that. I want to get into university based on my own abilities and give my parents some credit."
After Wang Keying finished speaking, she suddenly realized that Shu Yun was also a worker-peasant-soldier college student, and her expression became embarrassed. "Well, I, I didn't mean you, Xiao Yun, please don't take it to heart. We have seen all your abilities."
Shu Yun smiled and shook her head. However, when the topic of exoneration came up, Shu Yun couldn't help but think of the original owner's deceased parents and her maternal grandfather who was undergoing reform through labor at a farm. She wondered when they would be exonerated and have their reputations restored.
Just then, Shen Yuanshan, who was a hundred miles away, received a package from Shu Yun from the farm manager.
In recent years, only his granddaughter has consistently brought him food and clothes, letting Shen Yuanshan know that someone still cares about this old man.
"Old Shen, your documents have been issued. You can pack up and go back in the next few days."
Since the second half of last year, several people in their farm have been exonerated one after another. Everyone is in good spirits. Director Yang is happy for them, but at the same time, seeing so many old comrades who have been with him day and night leave, he can't help but feel a little sad. But that's not what he said.
"Pack your things early and go home for a good New Year."
Shen Yuanshan took the document with trembling hands, his eyes moist. He thought he wouldn't live to see this day.
Factory Director Yang pointed to the package in his hand, "This must have been sent from home. Open it and see what they sent you."
Shen Yuanshan looked at him and snorted coldly, "Let me make this clear first, you don't get a share."
Director Yang grinned, "You old man are too stingy. I won't take yours. Your granddaughter even sent me some."
Shen Yuanshan opened the package, inside which were dried meat, dried fruit, candy, milk powder, and a dark blue sweater that Shu Yun had made herself.
Shen Yuanshan took out the sweater, his wrinkled hands gently stroking the stitches. Director Yang exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, your granddaughter's knitting skills have improved by leaps and bounds!"
Even Director Yang, who lived hundreds of kilometers away, had heard of Shu Yun's shoddy craftsmanship; in fact, he had even seen it.
Two years ago, Shu Yun sent a turtleneck sweater to Shen Yuanshan, specifically mentioning in the letter that she had knitted it for him over half a year.
Shen Yuanshan was quite excited when he received it, and he dug two extra miles of land that day. However, when he tried to put it on... it got stuck. The head circumference was too small, and he couldn't fit into it at all.
Fortunately, there was an elderly lady on the farm who knew how to knit sweaters. After having them altered, she was finally able to wear them.
However, before Shen Yuanshan could even go out and show off the sweater his granddaughter had knitted, the hem came undone, rendering it unwearable. Now, it sits in Shen Yuanshan's closet, serving only as a decorative piece.
There are many similar examples, such as knitting a pair of trousers with uneven leg lengths...
Anyway, after a few times, the whole farm knew that Old Shen's granddaughter was both bad at cooking and loved to tinker.
"She must have had a famous teacher instruct her, because the fabric of these clothes is all the same size. Maybe she bought them outside."
Shen Yuanshan looked at the sweater and remained silent for a long time. He knew his granddaughter didn't have this skill, but her knitting technique was very familiar...
Director Yang was unaware of Shen Yuanshan's inner thoughts. He waved his hand and said, "It's perfect that you go spend the New Year with your granddaughter this year. Go back and see your great-grandson."
Shen Yuanshan folded the sweater and put it in the closet. "You're really hoping I'll leave? Well, I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with you for the New Year so you won't feel lonely."
"Hey, I really don't need it." Director Yang said with a smile. He thought Shen Yuanshan was joking, but after not seeing anyone pack up his things for the next few days, he couldn't help but wonder, "What, are you really planning to dig up a few more acres of land here and spend the New Year with me?"
Shen Yuanshan nodded, and Director Yang was surprised, "You really did it for me? Is our revolutionary friendship that deep?"
Shen Yuanshan snorted, "So you despise this old geezer of mine that much?"
Director Yang was genuinely happy, to be honest. "How could I be? I'm just happy. Alright, what do you want to eat for the New Year? I'll go to the market and buy it for you. Let's have a good New Year together."
"Let's buy some pig's head meat and have some wine."
"Hey, you're really getting cocky when I say you're fat. I was just saying that to be polite, but you have the nerve to bring it up."