Cui Dake was taken away for investigation. No one was more anxious than Li Tianfang, and the happiest people were Shazhu and Nanyi.
Shazhu felt that no one would compete with him for Qin Huairu, and Nanyi could go back to the cafeteria to do the job he loved.
Zhang Zhifei was also very happy about Cui Dake leaving. Going through those turbulent years in the near future, what a factory fears most is villains like Cui Dake.
Thinking about how he can make the workers in the machine repair shop eat a meal of bittersweetness and add pebbles to the meal, you will know that he is a master who is afraid of chaos in the world, and he is also a person with no bottom line. It is very scary to be around such a person. of.
"Zhifei, Tingting will take the high school entrance examination tomorrow, can you accompany her?" Yang Manli sat in the back seat, hugged Zhang Zhifei's waist, and rested her head on Zhang Zhifei's back.
Zhang Zhifei pedaled his bicycle and said to Yang Manli: "Of course you can, you can even talk to me outside."
"Then it's hard on you. I don't know if Tingting can be admitted to a technical secondary school."
"It should be possible. Tingting has studied very hard during this period and has made great progress. And don't say this at home. Too much pressure is not conducive to performance in the examination room." Zhang Zhifei instructed.
"Well, I understand. It would be great if Tingting passes the exam. She will be worthy of Grandma and Uncle Yang."
Zhang Zhifei said consolingly: "You know how to worry about it. Tingting can pass the exam. If she really doesn't pass the exam, don't be sad. We will let her go to high school and then take the college entrance exam in the future."
"Yeah. I understand."
Zhang Zhifei rode very fast, and during the exchange between the couple, they quickly returned to the courtyard.
They met Yan Bugui again at the gate. Seeing that it was Zhang Zhifei and Yang Manli, Yan Bugui consciously stepped back and started watering the flowers.
After getting along for such a long time, he already knew that he could not take advantage of Zhang Zhifei. When he saw Zhang Zhifei holding something, he no longer approached him to ask for it. He would just say hello politely out of neighborliness.
Zhang Zhifei still approves of this relationship. He believes that this is how neighbors should live their lives.
If you really encounter difficulties, neighbors will help each other, but you can't always think about taking advantage.
…
The next morning, after breakfast.
Zhang Zhifei rode a bicycle with Yang Tingting towards the examination room.
"Brother-in-law, I'm a little nervous." Yang Tingting sat in the back seat and grabbed Zhang Zhifei's clothes.
"It's just a small test, nothing to be nervous about."
"I...I'm afraid I won't be able to get into technical secondary school."
"It doesn't matter. If you can't go to technical secondary school, let's go to high school and then go to college."
Although she knew that if she failed to pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, Yang Tingting's college career would probably be cut off. Even if she could go to college, she would have to wait until the end of 1976.
"Brother-in-law, if I can't pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, will you drive me away?" Yang Tingting asked hesitantly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, girl? My brother-in-law will not drive you away. Who do you listen to these nonsense opinions?"
Zhang Zhifei was a little angry. Because his sister-in-law was not related by blood to his wife, she felt ignored in her own home and seemed a little inferior. Now there are still people talking nonsense.
"A classmate of mine said it. He said that my sister and I are not related by blood, and you have done your best to support me in junior high school.
He said that if I get into a technical secondary school and there is a subsidy, you will let me go to school. If I fail to get into a technical secondary school, you and my sister will not support me in high school and will marry me off. "
"You little girl, what are you thinking about every day? Your sister and I both treat you as our own sister and have never treated you as an outsider.
Don't think too much, we will take whatever we get into the exam. My brother-in-law still lacks the two dollars you need to go to school. "Zhang Zhifei comforted Yang Tingting.
"Well, thank you brother-in-law. I will definitely repay you and my sister in the future." Yang Tingting said firmly.
"Okay, little girl, don't be sentimental every day and make your thoughts wander. Cheer up and take the exam well."
"Um."
This is the third candidate Zhang Zhifei has sent off on his bicycle.
The eldest sister Zhang Lili is considered a top student, and she passed the technical secondary school exam easily;
My younger brother Zhang Zhiguo is a god of learning and would have been a top scholar in any era;
Finally, there is sister-in-law Yang Tingting. The little girl is very talented in art and is proficient in singing and dancing. In terms of academic talent, he is not bad, but he is not an academic master. Whether he can pass the technical secondary school depends on his performance.
The two-day exam ended successfully. Through a heart-to-heart talk with Zhang Zhifei, Yang Tingting relieved her of the burden and became more lively. She waited for her results at home and helped cook every day.
Before Yang Tingting waited for the admission notice, Zhang Zhifei was the first to receive a reply from the People's Daily.
"Brother-in-law, I have a letter from you." After Zhang Zhifei got off work, Yang Tingting handed the envelope to Zhang Zhifei immediately.
Zhang Zhifei took it and saw that it was a reply from the People's Daily. After listening to the bicycle, he hurriedly opened it.
At first glance, the envelope contained 23 yuan and 7 cents of royalties and a reply letter.
The letter was written by an editor named Lu Cheng. The core content was that the two poems mailed by Zhang Zhifei had been reviewed by the editor and decided to be published in two issues.
The newspaper thinks that these two poems have lofty intentions and beautiful language. They want to find a composer to compose music and sing them, and ask if they are willing.
This was the purpose of Zhang Zhifei's lyrics, and he immediately began to reply, agreeing with the other party's approach.
He re-enclosed the manuscript fee of 23.7 yuan in an envelope and entrusted the newspaper to donate the manuscript fee and all subsequent profits to welfare organizations on his behalf.
"Brother-in-law, was the poem you wrote published in the People's Daily?" Yang Tingting asked playfully with her big eyes wide open.
"Yeah, what's all the fuss about."
Zhang Zhifei rubbed the head of his sister-in-law Yang Tingting, and suddenly felt inappropriate. He retracted his evil hand in embarrassment and whispered: "I'm sorry, brother-in-law is used to it."
"It's okay." Yang Tingting blushed and whispered.
At this moment, Yang Manli called the two of them to eat, breaking the awkward situation.
"Brother, I just heard from Sister Tingting that something of yours was published." The younger sister Zhang Qianqian was doing homework in the next room and didn't hear clearly. Yang Manli also stared at Zhang Zhifei with wide eyes, waiting for his explanation.
"I was bored, so I wrote two poems and sent them to the People's Daily. They will be published in the newspaper starting from the next issue, two consecutive issues." Zhang Zhifei explained in a low voice.
He was still a little guilty and uneasy about plagiarism.
"Brother, you are so awesome. Please tell me what you wrote."
"I won't talk about it anymore. We'll find out when you buy a newspaper tomorrow." Zhang Zhifei didn't want to talk about the lyrics. After all, he knew in his heart that they were copied specifically for the future, not his own ability.
"Brother, just say it, I can't wait any longer." Zhang Qianqian hugged Zhang Zhifei's arm and coquettishly.
"Okay, I'm afraid of you, so I put it in the drawer where I usually read. You can read it yourself."
"Wait, we'll go look for her after dinner." Yang Manli saw Zhang Qianqian put down her bowl and was about to go, so she hurriedly called to Zhang Qianqian.
"It's just, what are you busy with and you can't run away."
Zhang Zhifei scolded his sister Zhang Qianqian. This little girl was becoming less and less favored by him. She only listened to Yang Manli's words a little, while others said they went in one ear and out the other.
"Ang." Zhang Qianqian sat down angrily, holding the rice bowl in hand.
Zhang Zhifei wanted to say a few words, but felt that it was not suitable for the crowd now, so he could only have a good chat with his sister from now on.
It would be very dangerous for her to continue like this. He was really afraid of raising his sister to be willful and let her parents' upbringing down.
"I've finished eating." Zhang Qianqian put down the bowl, went directly to get the lyrics, and read aloud with emotion:
My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment
Wherever I go, a hymn flows out
I sing every mountain I sing every river
The smoke from the kitchen, the small village, the rut in the road
My dear motherland, I will always be close to your heart
…
"Brother, what you wrote is so good. I will take it to school tomorrow." Zhang Qianqian said with a blushing face.
"Okay, you can't take this with you. You have to keep it as a souvenir. If you really want to take it with you, just bring a newspaper."
"Yes, this will be more convincing." Zhang Qianqian muttered in a low voice. If Zhang Zhifei hadn't been paying attention, she wouldn't have been able to hear what he said.
Afterwards, the three women discussed the lyrics written by Zhang Zhifei. Zhang Zhifei was a little ashamed and went back to his room to rest early.
The next morning, Zhang Zhifei put the letter in the mailbox and bought a newspaper.
He found the lyrics of I Love You China in the upper right corner of the newspaper, and the author wrote Zhang Zhifei of Red Star Steel Rolling Mill; the next day's newspaper also published me and my motherland in the same position.
Zhang Zhifei specially circled these two poems in pen and placed them in a conspicuous place on his desk.
A week passed without being discovered, so the explanation and Versailles vocabulary he had thought of in advance were of no use.
