A day later, Dong Qiangqiang's broadband service provider arrived as scheduled. Yulia happened to be back from shopping for groceries, and followed the engineer and Dong Qiangqiang who came, listening intently to their exchanges.
There are no gaps at all around the door frame of the main entrance of the villa, and it is impossible to enter from the main entrance. The only thing that leads from the outside to the inside is the telephone line, but the telephone line is placed in a pipe buried in the wall. The outlet of the pipe is close to the wall. The pipe after entering the house twists and turns in the wall, making it difficult to get in. When broadband lines were added, the second plan was also rejected.
After some inspection, the engineer came up with a third plan: since the wall was too thick to drill holes directly in the wall, he suggested leading the broadband line along the cement floor at the base of the wall to Dong Qiangqiang's second floor in the yard. On the balcony, drill holes in the balcony door. The door panel is old and not solid wood, so it is easy to operate. Engineers can make the holes as small as possible and decorate the outside of the holes to make them less obtrusive and unsightly. If Dong Qiangqiang can accept it, he can install the network in half an hour.
Seeing no other way, Dong Qiangqiang had no choice but to take Yulia aside to ask for her opinion.
"Ms. Yulia, now it seems that... punching may be inevitable." Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly said without waiting for the other party to speak, "But I remember what you said before, so I am willing to pay you some money now to compensate you. If you think this is not enough, you can keep all the deposit when I check out, even if I install a new balcony door for you. Do you think that’s okay?”
He was very satisfied with his proposal: if it breaks, repair it and then pay for it, that’s okay, right? And he didn’t do any bad things by punching the holes. The old lady could surf the Internet at home.
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"Nothing is inevitable." The old lady stared into his eyes, her sharp eyes filled with majesty. "And please remember, this is my home." She said every word.
After that, she left the stunned Dong Qiangqiang in place and left the room.
Dong Qiangqiang finally understood: the old man didn't want to pretend at all.
After sending the engineer away, he wandered back and forth in the backyard melancholy.
Although installing the Internet means an increase in monthly expenses, he has long been accustomed to living with an Internet connection. The Internet can bring more information and entertainment to him more conveniently. For example, with the Internet, there is no need to buy a TV set. You can exercise your listening skills by watching the latest German news on the Internet. You can also use Internet phone calls to make domestic calls more cheaply. Parents, it's a lot cheaper than direct dialing from a mobile phone. You can also communicate with classmates and friends in China online. The benefits are numerous, not to mention that his current transactions and studies also require the support of the Internet.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang wandering around in the backyard, "Radar" ran out of the green woods in the distance.
Although Dong Qiangqiang had already moved in, he had not interacted with "Radar" much. "Radar" was both curious and wary of him, and finally stood still three or four meters away from him, watching his actions intently. .
Wang's failure to pretend made Dong Qiangqiang's heart full of frustration. He used to think that installing the Internet was just a trivial matter, because he had easily done it in Hannover. The former landlord didn't say a word, let alone compensation, but now Yulia flatly rejected him. What he couldn't understand even more was Yulia's strong resistance when he offered compensation, as if Dong Qiangqiang had destroyed something precious to her.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang standing still, "Radar" wagged his tail, lowered his head and sniffed the lawn and walked away alone.
He wanted to call Du Lan to complain, but as soon as his fingers landed on the phone buttons, a thought flashed through his mind: Wouldn't it be too pretentious for him to complain to Du Lan about this and that in less than a week after school started? Not manly at all? Not one of the girls in Du Lan complained to him all day long. He was studying at the Technical University of Munich, which is known as the hell mode for graduation difficulty. Thinking of this, he suddenly lost the courage to call and complain.
The weather was perfect in the morning, and the golden sunshine shone through the gaps in the forest on the green grass in front of the house. In my ears, I could hear the shouts of four Du Juans one after another, like a forest choir holding a concert.
He stared blankly at the lush woods in the distance, rustling in the wind, and was lost in thought for a while. When his emotions slowly calmed down, he realized that he had just said the wrong thing.
How could I say something stupid like "Punching is inevitable" to the other party? He was very annoyed, it must be because he wanted to install a net so much that he spoke so rudely, but it was useless to be upset now, the words he said were like water being thrown out, the old lady must have been angry at that time. With such a strong character of the old lady, it would be a trivial matter not to install the internet. Whether he could continue to live there might be a problem.
Maybe he should apologize to the other person, he thought, but he didn't have the courage to knock on the other person's door. After hesitating for a long time, he angrily packed his schoolbag and rushed to the university to attend the audit class.
Before entering the classroom, he received a call from his parents, and then he remembered that he had forgotten to report the start of school to his parents because he was busy.
It was already night in the country, and the main source of communication was still Dong's mother. The questions were the same as before, always surrounding "How is Dong Qiangqiang's health, study and work recently? Is he short of money? Does he have a girlfriend? Has he met him yet?" What difficulties do parents need help from?" and other core issues of family political economy unfold head-on or in a roundabout way.
Dong Qiangqiang was already familiar with his parents' routines, but today he had just been rejected and was in a low mood. He seemed a little absent-minded when answering questions.
As the saying goes, "It is better to know a son than his mother." The keen mother Dong immediately noticed her son's strangeness and immediately asked: "Have you encountered any difficulties? If you have any difficulties, you must tell your family. Going out is not as good as being at home. You don't have to do everything by yourself." Go ahead, your parents will always support you..."
In an instant, Dong Qiangqiang felt that his eyes seemed to be filled with mist. He was very surprised. He was not a person with shallow eye sockets, so why was he feeling sad? However, he also knew in his heart that even if he told his parents about many things, they would be beyond their control. It would only increase their troubles and would not help solve his own problems. In the end, these difficulties can only be overcome by oneself. So he pretended to be relaxed and played Tai Chi, Gu Zuoyi said, and diverted to other topics in a few words. After chatting for a few minutes, they urged Mother Dong and Father Dong, who couldn't stay up late, to take a rest.
Dong Qiangqiang, who had learned the lesson from the previous day, previewed the content of the afternoon lecture in advance, but what he didn't expect was that the afternoon session on International Economics Theory and Practice would be harder than yesterday.
Compared with yesterday's teacher, today's teacher not only has no accent, but also has extremely standard pronunciation, with no faults to be found. The only "shortcoming" is that the teacher speaks very fast. To Germans, it may be normal or slightly fast, but to Dong Qiangqiang, he sounds faster than his most annoying political science teacher in the preparatory school. , almost comparable to the newscasters on TV.
"Is this a normal speaking speed?" He frowned and looked around, seeing that the German students around him were also busy writing with their heads full of lawsuits.
If the other person just speaks quickly, he is actually not too panicked. But the problem is that he has never been exposed to this course in China or in the preparatory school, and his professional background is almost blank. The teacher's lecture notes are exactly the opposite of the economics lecture notes: few pictures and many words, mainly relying on listening and memorization. Dong Qiangqiang left home in a hurry and did not bring a recorder. He was too embarrassed to ask the foreigners next to him (it seemed that the people next to him were not better than him), so he could only bite the bullet and record frantically.
After two hours, my notes were terrible, and I didn’t even understand 40% of the content (I just took notes casually). Depressed, he couldn't shamelessly ask the teacher, and he didn't want to borrow notes from someone he didn't know (regardless of whether he was Chinese or not), and he didn't want to complain to Du Lan. Zheng Chunhua didn't return his calls in the past few days, probably because she was busy. I forgot about my own affairs or about calling him. After thinking about it, he refused to admit defeat and rushed into the library again.
But this course was not a bit more difficult than yesterday's macroeconomics. Dong Qiangqiang could feel the difficulty of reading the book. He could only hope that God would reward his hard work and that hard work would make up for his weakness.
When he came out of the library, who had only been looking for and reading books without eating dinner, it was already a cool night outside, and there were stars. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and his legs were uncontrollably fluttering when he walked. The flat road smelled like a ladder. He didn't dare to drive rashly, so he ordered a portion from the Turkish BBQ restaurant next to the parking lot. Add a generous portion of the Turkish Kebab set to enjoy.
After auditing two classes, especially after realizing the difficulty of today's class, Dong Qiangqiang became more and more aware: It might not be a bad thing if the old lady didn't let him install the Internet at home. With the Internet, he might be easily addicted to other things and neglect to study. He can study at school and surf the Internet in the library every day, so there is no need to get into trouble with the old lady over this matter. But if he leaves because of the Internet thing and looks for another apartment, he will have to spend more on rent every month than he does now, which is not worth the gain. It is better to overcome it and wait until he has a harmonious relationship with the old lady to mention it later.
After thinking about it, Dong Qiangqiang finally had the courage to apologize. When he got home, he found that the old lady had already turned off the lights and had a rest. He had to tiptoe back to his room to continue reading.
October 3rd is Germany’s National Day, and the country has a one-day holiday.
With the fall of the Berlin Wall, Germany's history of division after World War II came to an end. On October 3, 1990, East and West Germany unified into the Federal Republic of Germany. Unification Day naturally became Germany's national day.
German holidays usually fall on the official day, and there is no such thing as a day off, so we just take one day off. Dong Qiangqiang first formally apologized to the old lady when he got up early in the morning. He admitted that his expression was inappropriate yesterday and hoped that the other party would not mind.
The old lady accepted his apology, but didn't say much. She just asked Dong Qiangqiang to read the newspaper she chose.
After reading and chatting, Dong Qiangqiang was about to go for a walk in the city center to see if there were any activities or parades related to the German National Day. The old lady took the initiative to stop him.
"What are your plans for the morning?"
"Oh, I want to go to the city center later to see if there are any activities, and then go to the university to read in the afternoon. Are you okay?"
"I haven't cleaned up the backyard for a while. Can you help me clean it up? The firewood pile is empty and needs to be filled with firewood. The lawn needs to be neatly trimmed with a lawn mower. It is best to clean up the fallen leaves under the trees. Let them rot naturally and become fertilizer for the tree. If there are too many weeds, they need to be pulled out. If you can do it, I will give you a job list later. Of course, this is paid labor. 40 euros an hour. Do you have time?"
"Yes! I have time." Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly agreed. He was willing to do it even if the other party didn't pay. It's always a good thing to ease the relationship. Besides, 40 euros an hour is too rich. Working like this for two hours is equivalent to living in vain every month. It seems that the old lady is not angry with herself. But after a second thought, he had a new doubt: With such a good thing, why is her house still empty? Is it just because the network is not allowed to be installed?
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