As the school season began, Jian Ping An excitedly went to preschool every day, and Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao began packing up their belongings to go to school.
After a winter break, many schoolmates had changed significantly. Having completed a semester, they had seen the world, and many people had gained experience returning to their hometowns.
Except for a few, everyone gathered together, hiding more joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness behind their laughter.
Going home to visit relatives, spending time with family for the New Year, enjoying the kinship. This was supposed to be a happy thing, but things are never that simple.
Still waters run deep, and those who are stable do not boast. Speaking deeply with shallow connections is what a gentleman avoids.
This is the basis for many smart people’s behavior. Even the students who got into prestigious universities, regardless of their inexperience, learn to speak cautiously after seeing several people expelled from nearby universities.
Everyone knows that being expelled and sent home means their life is over, also implicating their family members. In school, they can tighten their belts and use extra provisions to support their families, and graduating early can sustain a household.
Nobody wants to talk about their own hardships, but after receiving food coupons, many smiling faces often have swollen red eyes.
The Mechanical and Electrical 59 (1) class was managed like a solid fort by Zhang Guoqing and Yi Jiefang in the student union, with the help of a few cadre students, so outside disturbances did not affect the class.
Similarly, in the canteen, students gathered together without mentioning how their winter vacation went, everyone focused on eating, while the occasionally lively ones discussed experimental issues.
The tree desires calm but the wind will not stop, and soon complaints began to arise around them.
A girl on the right sighed, "You city folks are lucky, still having access to enriched flour and polished rice. No matter how little, it’s white flour and rice. In our place, sigh... speaking more only brings tears."
"You’re near the sea, that’s something. My hometown is in the mountains, now that’s hardship. My parents and siblings have never eaten white flour, and when I got off the bus, I used coupons to buy five buns. When I took them home, no one in the family wanted to eat them. My younger brother kept half for me to take on my journey back."
In an instant, the sound of chopsticks stopped for a moment.
"Let’s cherish what we have. It’s not easy to eat a full meal nowadays. After spring begins, with wild vegetables, it’ll get better."
A girl laughed self-deprecatingly, "Better? Haha..."
Her companion comforted her, "In the past, the older generation even ate belts when crossing the grasslands, there’s nothing that can’t be overcome. Things can only get better, not worse."
The other said in a low voice, "When I left, the village was already eating grain husks. My youngest nephew’s head was big from hunger, always saying it’s dizzy. Even grain husks may not last until spring, and this month I’ll have to ask you for help again."
"Okay, I’ll squeeze, make sure to send it this afternoon."
A nearby boy heard this, frowning, and told his companion, "I hate eating grain husks, not only hard to swallow, every time I eat, my gums are filled with tiny thorns, and pulling each out hurts tremendously."
"I didn’t go back this winter, don’t know how the family is."
"Don’t worry, your big brother knows what he’s doing. He told me to advise you to eat well, there are elders at home, they will arrange things. When I returned, he asked me to keep an eye on you, make sure you study seriously, and graduate early."
Zhang Guoqing glanced at his classmates and signaled to Yi Jiefang that it was not suitable to stay here, better to leave after eating. These talks, regardless of how keen people might react, would definitely affect the classmates’ mood; he was worried someone might lose control and cry loudly, which would be very serious.
Yi Jiefang winked at him, unwilling to leave now, as he hadn’t heard enough gossip. Staying in Beijing all day, he had forgotten what the outside world was like.
Zhou Jiao saw them exchanging signals, looking at Zhang Guoqing’s frustration, feeling both amused and saddened. Truly a mother hen personality, caring so much about others’ business.


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