Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

It was already mid-March when the radio brought news of a complete victory in the war.

Chen Yu and others had already returned to school to register, but Yang Ziling was the only one who was still staying in the courtyard in Beijing.

Apart from accompanying his sister to class every day, his other daily routines were no different from those in Qingshan Brigade, which made Yang Qingshan a little puzzled.

"Zi Ling, you've been on leave for so long, does the school have any objections?"

"No."

Yang Ziling lowered his head and wrote and drew on the book.

Yang Qingshan leaned over to take a look. There were all kinds of formulas that he couldn't understand. He curled his lips and muttered to Tang Danni, "It's like a ghost drawing a talisman."

The back of his head received a slap from Yang Qingdai, "If you have the ability, go and point out the mistakes in your textbooks and make corrections."

"what?"

"What?"

"What the hell?"

Not only Yang Qingshan, but even Tang Danni and Qu Dongdong were shocked.

Tang Danni looked around Yang Ziling, and finally sat back dejectedly, "Comparing yourself to others will only make you angry."

She would memorize prescriptions and various medicinal properties every day, which made her dizzy, and the teacher would point out all the mistakes accurately. He, on the other hand, would directly point out the mistakes in the textbooks.

Qu Dongdong sighed, "I'd better continue to memorize a few more words and try to exchange a few more translation manuscripts with Sister Qingdai as soon as possible. When I was with her at the last Guangzhou Trade Fair, my mother despised me to the extreme."

Fortunately, Yang Qingdai has been helping her with tutoring, otherwise, with her poor foreign language level, she might have been disowned by her mother at the trade fair.

After all, her mother's foreign language speaking was far inferior to hers, and there was a bearded foreign man who was always serving her. She didn't understand a lot of gibberish and had to rely on Yang Qingdai to translate for her.

I had originally been envious of my younger brother Yang Ziling for being able to ask for a long vacation at will, but now, the same fear I had when I was dominated by Yang Ziling before the college entrance examination in Qingshan Brigade came to my mind again.

Only Yang Qingdai was leisurely painting new styles that would be launched in the fall.

Starting next year, the country will become more selective and inclusive in terms of clothing styles, and clothing will become more and more diversified.

Auditorium dances and the like will become more and more popular. Chinese people are still relatively conservative in their dressing style. Ordinary people still cannot accept clothes imported from overseas. She can take advantage of this opportunity.

There is no other way. In order to make more money, I will go to the small fishing village and contract more land next year.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. Yang Ziling went back to Northwest University to take an exam and then returned to Beijing.

Compared with before, Yang Qingdai noticed that he was unhappy, and after asking him carefully, she found out that he was "fired" by the new director of the Northwest Research Institute.

"Yang Ziling, although you discovered this rare element, you would not have succeeded without the information we found for you. As this element is radioactive and dangerous, our team discussed and decided that we will take over this project from now on.

The research institute has no other projects suitable for you, so we can only take back your position and benefits. You should go back to school and attend classes first, and we will continue to contact you if the research institute needs you in the future," said the new director who took over the old director's job.

I heard that Yang Ziling was a disciple brought up by the old director and was extremely talented. He had previously helped the research institute overcome difficulties in an important project.

He felt that it was the old director's selfish desire that forced the results of their joint research onto Yang Ziling in order to keep him, so that he could stay in the research institute with a legitimate reason to gain experience.

He must eliminate this kind of collusion within the research institute, restore a clear sky in the institute, and bring fairness to all the grassroots researchers who, like him, have been suppressed by the powerful and are almost unable to turn over.

As a result, Yang Ziling, the former director's last disciple, had the misfortune of becoming the first person to be burned by the new director after taking office.

The old director, who had been asked by doctors to stay in bed since he fell seriously ill at the end of last year, wanted to help Yang Ziling return to the institute, but was rejected.

He was unhappy not because he couldn't go to work at the research institute, but also because he had no salary and no tickets. What should Yang Qingdai do if she had no money and no tickets to spend?

Yang Qingdai: ...

Why did she leave an impression of being a money-loving person in Yang Ziling's mind?

"Zi Ling, I have money and tickets, so there is no need for me to rely on you, a minor, to make money for me." Yang Qingdai said earnestly.

Yang Ziling was still unhappy, "I know I don't need it, I just want..."

"Crazy girl, come out and greet me!"

Yang Ziling's words were interrupted by a loud roar from outside the door.

Yang Qingdai and her brother:!!!

This voice, this name, they are too familiar with. Moreover, she had only said the word "welcome" to Su Heitan before.

The brother and sister ran out in joy, and it turned out to be Su Mo sitting in a wheelchair.

He was no longer wearing his usual neat military uniform, and the blue and white hospital gown he wore seemed empty.

Looking at Su Mo being carried into the courtyard with his wheelchair, Yang Qingdai pursed her lips and said, "It's good that he's still alive."

"Then he must be alive." Su Mo, who felt that he had saved his life, had no taboos. "Look, he came to collect the debt right away."

Yang Qingdai: ...If you say that, I might take your life while you are sick.

Now there is Yang Ziling who can destroy her body.

"What debt do you want?" The young nurse who was left behind to take care of him asked curiously, her round eyes darting back and forth between Yang Qingdai and her brother.

Seeing the two of them looking at him curiously, Su Mo coughed dryly, "Ahem, this is the nurse who is responsible for taking care of me and the person I am getting along with."

"what?"

"Are you wanted by someone?"

Yang Qingdai and her brother said in unison, as if it was difficult to accept that Su Mo had a partner.

Su Mo was unhappy. "What are your tones and expressions? What's wrong with me having a partner? Crazy girl, don't forget your promise to cover the betrothal gifts."

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten," Yang Qingdai looked at the young nurse, and she allowed herself to be looked at openly. "Sister, there is something I want to ask you, but I don't know if I should ask you or not?"

Su Mo: "Then don't ask."

Young nurse: “Ask.”

Ignoring Su Mo's words, Yang Qingdai approached him and said, "Sister, how did you fall in love with this piece of charcoal?" She counted on her fingers, "He's black, ugly, poor, and doesn't know how to be considerate and take care of others. What do you want from him? Tell me the truth, did he force you to do this?"

Su Mo: ...I knew that what this crazy girl asked would not be good.

The young nurse smiled happily, "Comrade Su Mo is not like what you said. I took the initiative to date him. He is really a good person and is very attentive and caring to me.

Besides, he is just a little darker because of too much sun exposure, but he is not ugly at all."