The period of time between taking the test and waiting for the results and admission letter is the most difficult time for all candidates taking the college entrance examination. The educated youth were even distracted from going to work, anxiously waiting for the results to come out all day long.
However, Zhao Shichu and Zhao Shijian had prepared for two years in advance and were well prepared. They also thought they had done well in the exam, so they were not as anxious and worried as others. The brother and sister continued to work peacefully.
Ye Song also praised Zhao Shichu for his patience and said he was capable of accomplishing great things.
Zhao Shichu didn’t care whether she could accomplish great things or not. She had lost count of how many times she had taken the college entrance examination. Even though the college entrance examination would become more difficult decades later, she had never been afraid. Would she be afraid of the current college entrance examination which would be extremely easy
"Alas, if you and your elder brother are admitted to university, I will have to come to the mountain alone again. I am not used to it..." Ye Song sighed and looked at the mountain in the distance with melancholy.
Zhao Shichu remembered that his son would probably come to pick him up and take him back to the city during this time, so he said confidently, "Why are you sighing? Maybe you will be back in the city earlier than us."
"I will never have the chance to go back to the city in my lifetime..." Ye Song didn't expect that he would be able to leave here and go back to the city one day. He had already accepted that he would die of old age in this remote and backward village.
"Don't be so confident." Zhao Shichu said with a hint of meaning, "How can one predict the opportunities in life? You think this bend is a dead end, with no way out, but who knows, there may be a ray of hope. Don't be so pessimistic."
Ye Song didn't take her words seriously. He thought she was just comforting him, so he just laughed and didn't take it to heart.
However, just half a month after Zhao Shichu said this, a luxurious car drove into the village and went straight to the village committee, bringing various documents and saying that they wanted to take Ye Song back.
The leading young man in his early twenties claimed to be Ye Huaiye, the son of Ye Song. He was tall and thin, gentle and handsome, with a stern expression and awe-inspiring temperament. Behind him were two tall men with straight bodies and alert eyes. His appearance stunned the villagers.
"Old man Ye actually has such a handsome son! I can't believe it."
"Tsk tsk, he even drove a car here. Old man Ye's luck is about to change."
"Old Man Ye kept it a secret for sure. If I had known earlier that he had such a promising son, I would have definitely treated him better. Unfortunately, it's too late now."
"It seems that Old Man Ye's son must be a big shot. But since he is so powerful, why didn't he take Old Man Ye back earlier? He comes to pick him up now, which shows that he is not very filial..." a gossiper muttered sourly.
"They must have their own difficulties, what do you know?" another person retorted, rolling his eyes.
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The crowd of onlookers surrounded the car driven by Ye Huaye tightly, staring at the car curiously and nervously, as if they wanted to study every part of the car thoroughly.
Some children were so eager to try that they stretched out their hands to touch it, but their hands were quickly slapped away by their parents, who scolded them to stay away and said that they would not be able to pay for the compensation if they damaged the car in the slightest.
After reading the various documents and notices brought by Ye Huaiye, the village party secretary confirmed that Ye Huaiye's identity information was true, and said: "Since the leaders above have other arrangements for Ye Song, I will naturally follow this regulation.
But your father should still be herding cattle in the mountains, and he won't be back for a while, why don't I take you to his place and wait there?"
Ye Huaiye nodded: "Okay."
The village party secretary then walked in front and took Ye Huaye to Ye Song's residence.
But as they walked, the village party secretary suddenly remembered that Ye Song lived in a cowshed, a dark and damp place that leaked when it rained, and even the door was badly broken!
Who wouldn't be furious if someone's son saw his father living in such a filthy place? The village party secretary immediately regretted arranging such a place for Ye Song to live.
However, he couldn't stop now and leave Ye Huaiye behind, so he had to bite the bullet and take Ye Huaiye to the cowshed at the foot of the mountain.
Not long after, the crowd arrived at the dilapidated cowshed where Ye Song lived.
Ye Huaye looked at the dilapidated cowshed in front of him, his face cold and his lips tightly pursed.
The village party secretary was extremely embarrassed and said sheepishly: "Haha, there was no other vacant place in the village at that time, and the youth camp was already fully occupied by educated youths. We had no choice but to place your father here..."
The village party secretary knew that he was in the wrong, and now he only hoped that Lord Ye Huaye would forgive him, take his father away quickly, and forget about their village, and never bear a grudge against the village.
"Zhao Shitou, go to the mountain and urge Mr. Ye to come down quickly, saying that his son is here to take him back to the city." The village party secretary hurriedly called out to his nephew who was watching the fun nearby and gave the order.
Zhao Shitou responded and ran up the mountain quickly.
Ye Huaiye walked into the cowshed silently. At a glance, he could see the situation inside the house. This was the situation described as a family with nothing but bare four walls. Ye Huaiye guessed that his father would definitely suffer a lot, but he didn't expect that the reality was more cruel than he imagined, and his father suffered even more.
There wasn't even a bed in the house. There was a layer of hay on the ground and a thin grayish-white blanket, which was where Ye Song slept at night.
The village party secretary scratched his head and racked his brains to find an excuse: "The conditions in the village are a bit poor. Our village is so poor that the whole family only has one set of clothes to wear... Hehe..."
Ye Huaye looked around, saw clearly where his father lived, and barely suppressed his anger. Then he calmly asked the village party secretary about the situation after his father came to the village.
The village party secretary picked and chose and said everything he could. He was very glad that Ye Song did not die in the mouth of the poisonous snake. Otherwise, if Ye Huaiye came to the village and found that his father was already dead, he didn't know how he would retaliate against the village...
Ye Song was sharing a roasted chicken with Zhao Shichu. At this time, they didn't care whether others would find out or not. With the idea that every time they hunt, they would have fewer pheasants. Zhao Shichu thought there was no need to continue to hunt so many, so he shot several pheasants and rabbits. When he was in the mood, he roasted one on the spot. Ye Song naturally followed suit and ate without hesitation.
When Zhao Shitou climbed up the mountain breathlessly and finally found Ye Song, what he saw was Ye Song and Zhao Shichu each holding half a chicken and gnawing on it with their mouths full of oil.
He was shocked and envious, and forgot his purpose for a moment, blurting out: "You are roasting chicken here?"