After Su Ye finished speaking, everyone agreed with him. They believed that getting rich through hard work was more convincing.
They thought about it: When Su Ye was lazy before, he didn't have any reputation for being lucky. Now he has become diligent, and he can pick up pheasants and ducks every now and then, and many people send him food. Could hard work be the secret to success
As soon as Su Ye finished speaking, a voice came from the crowd: "Well said! Labor is the most glorious!"
The person who spoke was Ning Xingdou. He gave Su Ye a thumbs up and clapped without hesitation. The applause was sparse at first, but then others joined in and it became a thunderous and enthusiastic applause.
Gu Xiangqian said at the right time: "We are the People's Liberation Army. We must not be feudal and superstitious. We must know that we can only earn a happy life with our own hands."
The family members who still wanted Su Ye to touch him again felt their faces turn red. Everyone understood that they should always keep materialism in their hearts.
Although they always have materialism in their hearts, they are lucky to have someone like Su Ye. They regretfully withdrew their hands and secretly winked to hint that they would touch her again another day.
The sun went down and the sky grew dark. The little light from the apartment building illuminated the faces of the group of people, including the handsome face of a young man. The young and handsome man stood outside the crowd, looking at Su Ye with a slight smile.
Su Ye squeezed out of the crowd, raised the lunch box high and handed it to Gu Xiangqian, "You came just in time, I'm going to Uncle Ning's house to deliver some food."
Gu Xiangqian brought him out with his steady and strong arms, and said to the neighbors with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone. My wife and I have something else to do. We have to leave now."
He didn't expect the neighbors to respond so enthusiastically, and they surrounded him with Su Ye in three layers inside and outside.
If Gu Xiangqian had seen the kind of large-scale star-chasing scene that happened later, he would definitely understand their feelings.
In fact, it was not the fault of these poor neighbors. Anyone who saw others picking up rabbits, pheasants and ducks one after another would probably doubt their lives. Besides, Su Ye's good luck was only a matter of one or two days, and every time he did it, he refreshed other people's perception of him.
Those family members in the compound who were willing to believe had gone from being suspicious to being convinced, and finally accepting it numbly. I wonder if there are really such lucky people. It's like a legendary figure living in the world! I'm so lucky, so what I said must be right!
After leaving the crowd, Su Ye quickly patted his chest, thinking that it was a good thing that he usually kept a low profile, otherwise if these people knew that he could not only pick up meat but also rice, they would be so angry that they would beat him to death.
Su Ye had never expected this kind of development, although he felt it was quite wrong. However... Teacher Su preferred to eat meat and make money in silence.
The night wind was very cold. Gu Xiangqian touched Su Ye's slightly wet back. He stopped and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, "Wipe the sweat."
Su Ye said: "Thank you for what you just said."
Su Ye, who had a strong desire to survive, was very happy. Gu Xiangqian was just helping him. It was not a good thing to engage in feudal superstition now, especially in a place where such intellectuals gathered.
Su Ye reached out to take the handkerchief, but Gu Xiangqian took it directly, lowered his head and wiped the sweat off her face carefully. He looked at Su Ye, and his cold eyes became very gentle.
"Nothing. We will try to be more low-key in the future."
Su Ye and Gu Xiangqian delivered the lunch box to Ning's house together.
When Su Ye arrived at the Ning family, she found Professor Ning packing his luggage. Ning Qian sorted out his clothes and said to Gu Xiangqian and his wife with a smile, "Fortunately you came at the right time. If you were a little later, you would have seen me."
Su Ye was a little surprised when he saw this, Ning Xingdou explained: "Dad received a transfer order from the organization, and he is packing his luggage recently."
Ning Qian was just an ordinary intellectual, and this was the first time he received a transfer order with such detailed content. Although Ning's mother knew the content of the transfer order, she had already gotten used to receiving various confidential transfer orders after her son became a soldier.
Su Ye did some calculations and soon understood what the "secret transfer order" that Ning Qian had received was. His heart suddenly felt hot and he was in awe, with tears in his eyes.
He was going to the mysterious Ninth Research Institute to build China's first atomic bomb.
Mother Ning took the lunch box affectionately, opened it and saw a steamed fish inside.
The fish was still hot and had a rich aroma. The freshly squeezed peanut oil from Changyou was fragrant and fragrant, with oil droplets floating in the sauce and a few chopped green onions dotted around, creating an indescribable warmth.
said in surprise: "Oh, it's fish! I haven't tasted fish for a long time!"
This is a really big fish! All the nearby lakes and reservoirs had been turned upside down, and fish as long as a thumb could still be found, but fish as big as the one Su Ye sent were rare. The canteen could still get a few ounces of pork every month, but it was "hard to find a fish."
After Ning Qian packed his luggage, he found a plump fish on the table and asked jokingly, "Would you two like to see me off today?"
Su Ye nodded, "Yes, yes, Uncle Ning, please eat something tonight. This meal will be considered as our gift to you."
Mother Ning happily set the table and picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce and rolled it into her mouth. The fish was fragrant, tender, and fragrant, and was particularly delicious.
Ning's mother asked: "Is this made with peanut oil? It smells so good!"
Su Ye gave two kilograms of peanut oil to Ning's mother, "Hey, these peanut oils are for you to eat."
Before Ning's mother took it, she knew that this was Changyou's peanut oil. Recently, it has been in even greater demand than "Dacron". Many people in the compound went to the supply and marketing department to queue up but failed to get a chance to buy peanut oil. Unexpectedly, Su Ye turned around and gave them two kilograms of it.
Mother Ning felt warm in her heart, knowing what she should have done. She felt even more ashamed when she remembered that Su Ye only took one gold bar.
"You, kid, always give us these things to eat and use. I don't know how to thank you."
Su Ye said with a smile: "Aunt Ning, you have to think about it this way. Xingdou and Xiangqian are good brothers. You usually help Xiangqian a lot. When we are in trouble, you help me and I help you. We support each other and we can get through the hard times quickly."
I silently thought that based on the contributions that Ning had made, he deserved the best delicacies. He had lived a life of poverty but had never enjoyed any happiness. The young people of this generation felt ashamed after seeing his deeds.
Su Ye patted Ning's mother's hand and said, "We have to go back to eat too."
After Gu Xiangqian and his wife left, Ning's mother wiped her eyes with emotion, turned around and said to her son: "Your sister-in-law is really nice, and the couple are really good people. You must remember this kindness, and you two brothers must support each other in the future."
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In mid-June, middle school students across the city took the entrance exams.
Although the current atmosphere of exam preparation is much duller than that of decades later, a diploma is a stepping stone to a stable job, and many parents still hope that their children can successfully pass the examination to enter a technical secondary school and get a stable job.
The graduates of No. 1 Middle School are reviewing every minute, and wherever they go, they recite "odd changes, even changes, symbols depend on the quadrant", "hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon"...
Junior high school graduates took the exam first, and the results of Su Ye's class were very encouraging, with more than half of the students passing the technical secondary school admission line. The technical secondary school admission rate was extremely low, and half of the students in Su Ye's class passed the technical secondary school, which meant that other schools suffered a Waterloo and gained nothing.
All of a sudden, the test preparation materials compiled by Su Ye became a hot commodity, and parents from several streets were scrambling to get No. 1 Middle School's "secret weapon".
Not only did the students in Su Ye's class do well in the exam, the other two classes also did very well. Everyone remembered to get their diplomas, and Teacher Su wanted to treat them to a meal of steamed buns.
Fine grains smell delicious! Even if it is just for a meal, you have to sharpen your brain and study hard.
After the technical secondary school admission list came out, the third-year junior high school students took their test scores to Su Ye to redeem their "mantou reward".
Su Ye said with a smile: "Yes, everyone has a share. The good kids will have steamed buns to eat, and I will keep the ten kilograms of Fuqiang flour for you!"
After Su Ye returned, he spent one yuan to find a temporary cook, took out a bag of Fuqiang flour and steamed a few large baskets of steamed buns. The school originally had a cafeteria, but because of the famine, the cafeteria had long been closed.
On this day, the cafeteria started cooking again, and the chef began making steamed buns at five in the morning. The whole school was filled with the aroma of steamed wheat, and the students were drooling with envy.
One pound of flour can make more than a dozen large steamed buns, but Su Ye counted the number of people and asked the chef to make only seven. The steamed buns she made were more solid than those in state-owned restaurants. They were solid and only a little water was added. The steamed buns were round and large, larger than an adult's fists.
Students from other grades watched Teacher Su distribute steamed buns, and their mouths were drooling. Qian Xiaohe received her own steamed bun and uttered an "Ahhh" sound, staring at her bun in amazement, only to see that the snowy, hot bun was almost as big as her face.
He held the steamed bun in admiration, drooling for a long time but couldn't bear to eat it.
The high school graduates saw this joyful scene, and their older brothers and sisters were very calm, not envious of this fine food. But in their hearts, they beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting that they had not taken the college entrance examination earlier, otherwise they would also be among them today.
After Su Ye distributed the steamed buns, she went to see the schools that the children were admitted to one by one.
Yang Xue and her friends had already filled out their applications. Yang Xue was admitted to the high school department of No. 1 Middle School, and Qian Xiaohe applied to the Agricultural Technical Secondary College. Although most of those who passed the admission score line applied to technical secondary schools, a few still applied to high schools.
All the kids who applied for technical secondary schools applied for science and engineering schools, such as railways, machinery, and water conservancy... Su Ye was very pleased to see this.
Until Su Ye saw Qian Xiaohe's application, he asked, "Why did you choose this school?"
Qian Xiaohe glanced at Su Ye anxiously and said shyly, "Because food is very important. I see many people hungry on the street, and I often think about the day when we no longer have to worry about food."
Su Ye was suddenly moved and stroked his head.