Siheyuan: If you ruin the reputation of the whole courtyard, I will move out

Shao Jingwen and Zhang Yu looked at each other and said, "Let's try to be more accurate. If something goes wrong, we can't bear the responsibility."

Zhang Yu had the same idea.

Cai Xiaoguang smiled and began to help Zhang Yu with the translation. With the help of this person who knew the professional terminology of tractors, Zhang Yu's speed was significantly faster.

To be cautious, Zhang Yu even accompanied Cai Xiaoguang to actually operate the tractor. They were busy until six or seven in the evening before they finished everything.

"Thank you so much, both of you. I'll treat you to a meal on behalf of the factory tonight, and we must have a good time together." After Cai Xiaoguang finished all his tasks, no matter how Shao Jingwen tried to persuade him to stay, he would not let them leave.

Shao Jingwen was not good at socializing, and as he was old, he wanted to go home and rest earlier. Although Cai Xiaoguang did not stop him, he insisted that Zhang Yu stay a little longer.

The two did not choose to have lunch outside, they ate in the small canteen of the tractor factory. Although it was a simple meal, Cai Xiaoguang treated Zhang Yu very well, with good wine and good food, very rich.

After three cups of wine, the original sense of estrangement between the two gradually faded. "Bingkun, you also know these techniques. It's really amazing to see you again after three years!" Cai Xiaoguang praised Zhang Yu enthusiastically.

"Brother Xiaoguang, when did you return to Jichun?" Zhang Yu asked.

"I returned three years ago, and my father returned three months earlier than me," Cai Xiaoguang replied.

"Congratulations, Uncle Cai. After all the hard work, you have finally gotten an important task now." Zhang Yu congratulated.

"It's not bad. I managed to get a management position." Cai Xiaoguang was a little self-satisfied.

"Hasn't Zhou Rong ever come back?" Cai Xiaoguang suddenly asked.

"No, my sister has never come back since she went to Guizhou. A few days ago, she wrote to me saying that she had a daughter and attached a photo." Zhang Yu was reluctant to mention Zhou Rong.

"Your sister has had a hard time. She has suffered a lot in the past few years." Cai Xiaoguang sighed.

"That was her own choice, no one forced her." Zhang Yu responded without any concern.

Cai Xiaoguang asked in surprise: "You still haven't gotten over your sister's matter?"

Zhang Yu snorted and laughed, "Ever since she went to Guizhou despite her family's objections, I've treated her as if she didn't exist as a sister."

Hearing this, Cai Xiaoguang looked embarrassed: "I was the one who helped Zhou Rong go to Guizhou."

"You know that Zhou Rong has deep feelings for you, but why do you push her to someone else?" Zhang Yu asked.

Cai Xiaoguang took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice: "You don't understand, true love is about giving, not possession. If Zhou Rong doesn't love me, I know I won't be happy even if I force it."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu felt that Cai Xiaoguang was a rare wise man in the world, and his understanding of life was deeper than many people. "I'm getting married soon, to the daughter of my dad's friend." Cai Xiaoguang suddenly revealed.

"Congratulations." Zhang Yu and Cai Xiaoguang toasted.

"I don't like her, but I know I have to marry her," Cai Xiaoguang said bitterly.

Zhang Yu sighed and responded, "People can't just care about their own selfish desires in life. They always need to make sacrifices and persist." This seemed to touch Cai Xiaoguang. He looked at Zhang Yu with a little surprise and said, "I didn't expect that you are my soulmate who can understand me."

Zhang Yu picked up the wine glass: "A confidant in wine."

The two drank it all in one gulp, smiling and talking. That night, Cai Xiaoguang got drunk, and Zhang Yu sent him back to the office, where they rested on the sofa until dawn.

From this moment on, the two began to move forward. Cai Xiaoguang often chatted with Zhang Yu over a glass of wine, from trivial life to moonlit nights, and even poetry and calligraphy. Unconsciously, Zhang Yu discovered that Cai Xiaoguang clearly had artistic genes and his literary pursuits were very elegant.

Time flies, and the New Year is approaching. Li Suhua received a letter from Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong, and learned that the children who had been separated for six years would finally return home to reunite during the New Year. Li Suhua was so excited to receive the letter that she immediately asked Zhang Yu to write a letter to Zhou Zhigang, asking him to return with them so that the whole family could be reunited.

Soon, Zhou Zhigang responded, promising that he would definitely go home during the Spring Festival. This made Li Suhua very happy. Similarly, after receiving the news of Zhou Rong's return, Zhang Yu specifically notified Cai Xiaoguang. But he simply said "I know". With the New Year approaching, Cai Xiaoguang had already completed his marriage before the New Year. Zhang Yu attended the wedding celebration and even met his bride.

How should I put it? She may not be as pretty as Zhou Rong, but her demeanor reveals her feminine and gentle personality. I think she and Cai Xiaoguang can live in harmony. After marriage, Cai Xiaoguang has added the charm of a mature man.

In the workplace, ever since Zhang Yu demonstrated his outstanding English skills, Shao Jingwen has favored him and almost entrusted him with the responsibility of the entire translation team.

Zhang Yu did not disappoint everyone and always completed all tasks accurately. When the New Year holiday was approaching, Shao Jingwen suddenly dragged Zhang Yu into the office mysteriously and even closed the door to leave space for a conversation.

Zhang Yu looked confused: "Mr. Editor-in-Chief, what does this mean? And we have to lock the door?"

Shao Jingwen walked over with a smile on his face, sat down opposite Zhang Yu, and said, "Xiao Zhou! I have good news to share with you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu was slightly surprised: "Are you going to give me a raise?"

But Shao Jingwen shook his head: "It's better than the salary increase."

Somewhat dejectedly, Zhang Yu muttered: "That's not a pay raise..."

Dissatisfied, Shao Jingwen said: "Are you really short of money?"

When asked further, Zhang Yu responded: "Who wouldn't want to make more money?" His tone was not without sarcasm.

Seeing Zhang Yu's attitude, Shao Jingwen pretended to be serious: "As a literary person, don't let money lose your original intention. You must have the character of a scholar."

But Zhang Yu calmly retorted: "Writers also need food and clothing to support their families."

Hearing this, Shao Jingwen snorted: "As far as I know, your salary is about 700 to 800 yuan a month, and you still say you are short of money."

With a reproachful smile, Zhang Yu responded: "I do need to support a large family, and I want to find a bigger place to live."

Shao Jingwen comforted him, "Don't worry about the house. Based on your experience, the commune will definitely allocate you an apartment in a few years. But what I want to tell you is even better than an apartment."

At this moment, Zhang Yu's curiosity was stirring: "Editor-in-chief, please tell me, what's the good news?"

Facing the expectations, Shao Jingwen said happily: "Our magazine has decided to give you this year's university recommendation quota."

Zhang Yu was stunned: "The company plans to let me go to college?"

Shao Jingwen took out an official letter and handed it over.

I took the envelope and opened it, and found that it contained an admission letter from the College of Arts of Jiangdong University. It turned out that the university recommendation quota was not empty talk.

Shao Jingwen had already made this promise, and when Zhang Yu first joined the magazine, he told him that he would be recommended to study at Jiangdong Publishing House once a year. However, he always missed the opportunity in the first three years.

Zhang Yu secretly sighed: "I really can't miss this opportunity." Shao Jingwen's words were like a spur: "This is not an opportunity for everyone. What we value is your talent."

After his surprise subsided, Zhang Yu realized the difference between himself and others. Although he was interested in higher education, he did not have an eager desire for it.

After all, the college entrance examination is about to be resumed, and with his ability, it is not out of reach for him to be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.

"Thank you for your concern about my studies. I won't let you down." After packing up the envelope, Zhang Yu said that he would seize this opportunity.

Smiling to dispel his worries, Shao Jingwen allowed him to leave work early and go home to share his joy: "Go tell your parents now."

When he got home, Zheng Juan was preparing to cook dinner, Li Suhua and her mother-in-law were busy sorting cartons, and Zheng Guangming, a blind chess enthusiast, was sitting by the fire, concentrating on playing the endgame in his hands. These familiar people became all his ties and concerns in the world.

Seeing Zhang Yu, Zheng Juan couldn't help but ask, "Bingkun, why did you leave work early?" Both of them were puzzled.

As soon as they saw the contents of the envelope, shock flashed in Li Suhua and Zheng's mother's eyes.

Zhang Yu spread out the notice so that everyone could see it. "Juan, please read it quickly. We can't read!" Li Suhua said to Zheng Juan in a hurry.

Zheng Juan wiped her hands clean with a handkerchief, fearing that she would dirty this precious piece of paper. "It's a real college admission letter, saying that Kunzi was admitted to the Faculty of Arts of Jiangliao University." Zheng Juan held the admission letter between her fingers and screamed in surprise after reading it.

Seeing this good news, Li Suhua was so excited that she almost fainted. Fortunately, Mother Zheng quickly reached out to support her.

"Mom, your blood pressure is so high, don't get excited." Zhang Yu quickly ran to give his mother blood pressure-stabilizing medicine, and the latter slowly came to her senses.

"The Zhou family has a college student. Our Zhou family finally has a college student!" Li Suhua couldn't help but shed tears.

Mother Zheng was so happy that she burst into tears. Although she really wanted to see the letter, she was afraid that it might be damaged accidentally.

Zhang Yu said, "Juan, I will be enrolling at Jiangliao University after the Spring Festival. From now on, I will have to take care of the family affairs on your behalf."

Zheng Juan smiled silly: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here at home, you can study with peace of mind. My husband is a college student."

Zhang Yu hugged Zheng Juan and said, "Study hard, and you may have a chance to get into university in the future."

"I can't do it. It's absolutely impossible. Those who get into university are so smart. I'm just a housewife." Zheng Juan waved her hand to deny.

"Why not? After the college entrance examination is resumed, you can just sign up and you will definitely succeed." Zhang Yu said in a firm tone.

Over the years, apart from writing at night, Zhang Yu has spent most of his time guiding Zheng Juan in her studies. Her family was poor and she could not go to school when she was young. She only knew a few simple words and was very envious of educated people.

Zhang Yu started teaching from the basic elementary school courses, and Zheng Juan cherished this opportunity. After using up the high school textbooks left by Zhou Bingyi and his sister, she was not young after all, and although the learning effect was not obvious, she still had some knowledge of high school.

However, Zhang Yu understood that in years when the college entrance examination was not difficult, people like Zheng Juan were not without a chance to enter college. "Bingkun, hurry up and tell your father this good news." Li Suhua suggested after calming down.

"Mom, Dad will be back in a few days, there's no need to rush and waste money." Zhang Yu responded.

"We can't wait. This information must be conveyed to your father immediately, otherwise he will be angry and blame me." Li Suhua took out a few coins from his pocket, "If I have no money, you have some here."

Faced with this situation, Zhang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, I have the money here, please take it."

Hearing this, Li Suhua sighed: "Over the years, the family expenses have all been supported by your income. I know how much you earn."

Since becoming an employee of the magazine, Zhang Yu's royalties have dropped sharply. He originally had a fixed income of 134 yuan per month, but the meals delivered by the factory canteen became his main source of food, and his life was still acceptable at that time.

After joining the magazine, Zhang Yu had no hope of receiving royalties, so he lived entirely on his fixed salary. He was also greedy for delicious food and was unwilling to ask Li Suhua for financial support, so he lived a very tight life and did not save much over the years.

His wife Zheng Juan had no complaints about this, but Li Suhua often complained and hoped to get some subsidies from Zhou Zhigang.

But Zhang Yu refused to accept it, believing that supporting the elderly is the natural duty of children. "Mom, don't worry about the money, it will be fine if you wait a little longer." He pushed back the money that Li Suhua handed over and said.