That year the flowers bloomed 1981

The dinner was enjoyable and made Li Ye feel full of warmth.

After dinner, Li Ye went to bed early. From midnight last night to now, his spirit has been in a state of chaos and fusion. Coupled with the physical weakness caused by continuous high fever, he was a little tired and sleepy.

After he fell asleep, Grandpa Li Zhongfa's face darkened and he called Li Kaijian over.

Now go and find out what the rumors in the school are about. Don't make it too public.

Li Kaijian was also thinking about this matter. He went to Li Dayong's house after going out for a bicycle ride, and came back angrily in less than half an hour.

It's really too much to bully someone. He even labeled Xiao Ye as Huang Shiren. I, CTM, will see if I don't deal with that poor scholar tomorrow. No, I will go tonight.

Li Kaijian has been retired for many years, but he still retains the fiery temper of a soldier. When he heard that his son had been wronged, he immediately cursed and wanted to go to the Lu family to regain his place.

However, Li Zhongfa scolded: What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you think the child is upset? Don't you understand the reason why gossip becomes more and more serious?

Li Kaijian held his neck in a rare way and said sternly to his old father: Dad, do you know that Xiaoye had a high fever for two days in the school dormitory and almost died? We can't bear this kind of cowardice.

Hmph, it's time for him to suffer. We can protect him for a while, but we can't protect him for the rest of his life.

Li Zhongfa said: Didn't you see that Xiaoye is different today? Fine steel is made by hard work. Let Xiaoye handle this matter by himself from now on. Don't interfere anymore.

Li Kaijian turned around angrily a few times before saying resentfully: I was so blind back then, why didn't I see that little girl was so cruel?

Ha~, I have the capital to be ruthless.

Li Zhongfa laughed and said in a low voice: Xiao Liu, the college student assigned to the county last year, do you know how quickly he was promoted? So, you can't underestimate the Lu family in the future, and don't make unnecessary grudges.

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Li Kaijian was stunned for a moment, then slowly thought about it.

He has an upright temperament and is not as sensitive as Li Zhongfa, who has come through the storm. He has not yet realized the value of a college student in this era.

Li Kaijian was heartbroken and couldn't help complaining: It's all Xiaoye's fault. If he had also been admitted to college, why would such bad things happen?

Li Zhongfa rolled his eyes and said contemptuously: You're such a bigot, you can't even recognize 24 letters, how dare you talk about Xiaoye?

Li Kaijian rolled his eyes at his father's rebuke. He wanted to say that there were 26 English letters, but in the end he wisely swallowed his words.

If we compete with others with our fists, we will be dissatisfied and angry, but if we compete with others on culture, let no one complain.

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Pfft~

A rebound shoe stepped into the stagnant water after the rain. The turbid sewage cheered and smeared the originally white sneakers pitch black.

Lu Zixue numbly pulled out his legs and continued to move forward in the dark, one foot deep and one shallow.

His family lives in Qianqian Village, Liuqiao Township, thirty miles away from County No. 1 Middle School. In the past, when he had bicycles, he could get home in more than an hour.

Lu Zixue likes the feeling of riding a bicycle on the road, not only because of the wind whizzing by his ears, but also because of the envious looks of passers-by on the road.

Just after I was admitted to high school, I rode a bicycle with a Phoenix brand. It was so cool.

But today, Li Ye snatched the bicycle back. Only then did Lu Zixue realize that the dirt road under his feet was so long, and that walking was so hard.

It got dark very early in late autumn. Lu Zixue walked for three hours and fell several times before he saw the lights of Liuqiao Township.

Liuqiao Township is named after a stone bridge across the Qingshui River. Cross the river from Liuqiao Township to the west and walk another four miles to Qianjin Village.

In the distance, Lu Zixue spotted a small figure sitting under the light of the bridge, curled up and looking longingly in the direction of the county town.

When he saw Lu Zixue approaching, one step at a time, the little figure stood up and rushed towards Lu Zixue in panic.

Only then did Lu Zixue recognize that this was his sister Lu Jingqi.

Brother, why did you come back? Where is your bicycle?

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Looking at his sister, Lu Zixue couldn't answer, so he had to ask: What are you doing here?

Lu Jingqi said: Mom saw that you still didn't come back after dark, so she thought your car was broken, so she asked me to come out to meet you. Brother, where is your bicycle?

Lu Jingqi continued to ride his bicycle, which aroused Lu Zixue's anger. He said angrily: Mom asked you to go out to meet me, so why are you sitting here? If I die on the way, no one will know, right?

Lu Jingqi was stunned, and after a long time he said aggrievedly: It's dark, I don't dare to walk at night. I don't dare to leave until I get here.

Hmph, useless stuff.

Lu Zixue twisted around and walked forward, leaving Lu Jingqi behind.

Now, he feels that everyone owes him, his parents who have no money, his timid sister, and his sister who only cares about herself and not her family, all owe him.

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After arriving home, Lu's father was grading homework, Lu's mother was collecting shoe soles, and food was left on the table for Lu Zixue.

Seeing Lu Zixue come in, Lu's mother asked about the bicycle again.

Lu Zixue couldn't bear it anymore and cried aggrievedly.

After figuring out the whole story, Father Lu remained silent. Mother Lu felt sorry for her son and had to persuade him: Okay, okay, don't cry. Just ask your sister to buy you a new one from now on. Let's buy a new one.

Buy a new one, yes. I'll write to my sister and ask her to buy me a new one.

Suddenly enlightened, Lu Zixue didn't even eat. He hurriedly took out a pen and paper and poured all his resentment onto the letter.

There were still stamps at home that Lu Jingyao had sent back before. Lu Zixue sealed the envelope, walked to Liuqiao Township in the dark, and dropped the letter into the mailbox outside the post office.

The next morning, the thin envelopes were loaded onto the truck, traveled a long distance north, and arrived in the inbox of Beijing Foreign Languages ​​Institute.

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It was already very cold in the capital at the end of autumn, and when the last autumn rain fell, the deep chill finally kicked off the beginning of winter.

The annoying wind passed through the dense rain curtain, carrying the cool humidity, and silently opened the window, blowing on Lu Jingyao's face, wetting her eyelashes and messing up her hair.

Lu Jingyao, who was reading and writing in a thick dictionary, moved slightly. He first finished writing the word at hand, and then took a deep breath, letting the slightest chill penetrate his chest and lungs.

She likes this light coolness, which can make her tired mind clearer and improve her learning efficiency.

But just as Lu Jingyao regained his energy, a soft voice came from the upper bunk of the bunk bed in the dormitory: Lu Jingyao, could you please close the window? You can also close half of the window, thank you.

Lu Jingyao quickly closed the window, blocking out the dampness and coldness of late autumn.

Liu Muhan, the roommate on the upper bunk, was from the south. He had just arrived in the capital and was not used to the northern climate. Lu Jingyao could not just care about himself and not others.

I'm sorry, Mu Han, are you feeling better from your cold?

It's okay, it's okay, Liu Muhan poked his head out from the upper bunk and asked, Jingyao, what are you reading? You are working so hard!

Lu Jingyao smiled silently, lowered his head and continued to recite the words silently.

It’s impossible without hard work!

Lu Jingyao was still a little complacent when she was admitted to the Beijing Foreign Languages ​​Institute with great difficulty. But after arriving in the capital, she realized what a talent pool is.

Every young person who passes the exam has talent and confidence that far exceeds that of his peers.

For example, Liu Muhan, who is huddled in bed, can read the original foreign novel without the help of a dictionary.

Lu Jingyao once quietly took a few glances, and the densely packed tadpoles made her feel a little dizzy.

How can a self-improving girl who has finally made it through the dragon gate be willing to lag behind others?

Lu Jingyao knew very well that her pretty face was just the icing on the cake.

Self-improvement and hard work are her most valuable assets, and they are also the only things that allow her to break free from the prison and breathe freely.

Lu Jingyao, I have your letter.

The two girls walked into the dormitory briskly. One of them held a letter and handed it to Lu Jingyao, who was sitting by the window reading.

Lu Jingyao took the envelope and thanked his roommates before opening it and reading. The two roommates were right next to Lu Jingyao, poking their heads like curious cats.

Soon, Lu Jingyao's face changed, and expressions of anger, confusion, and worry alternated on her beautiful cheeks.

The two curious cats suddenly discovered something interesting and stretched out their sharp claws.

Thanks to the book friend Feng Wu Jiu Tian? for the 10,000 reward, thank you brother! ! !