"Student Su Qingyun, please answer this question."
On the podium, a certain professional course teacher from the materials major called Su Qingyun's name again and stood up to answer questions.
There were eight people in the entire material major. Except for Su Qingyun who stood up calmly, the other seven looked numb. It had only been a few days since the class started, and their ears were already getting numb when they heard the name Su Qingyun.
From the basics of materials science to quantum and statistical mechanics to materials technology and equipment, etc., no matter who the teachers are, the first one they know is Su Qingyun, and the one who asks the most questions is Su Qingyun.
"This question involves materials chemistry..." Su Qingyun stood up, looked at the topic on the blackboard, and talked eloquently. The logic was clear and perfectly coherent. The teacher on the stage nodded repeatedly with a look of admiration.
As expected of the genius praised by the principal, he can get through it with just a few clicks, even without even clicking.
And other students...
What? Why is it just about materials chemistry? Why is there still something about solid state physics, etc! Did they miss any lessons? Why can't I understand it at all?
This confused mental journey appeared every time Su Qingyun answered a question.
"That's a good answer. Please sit down." The teacher nodded with satisfaction, asked Su Qingyun to sit down, and then looked at the other students, "Does everyone understand?"
There was silence and no one answered.
They also want to say that they understand, but their strength does not allow it! Sometimes, they really wonder, did they really go through the same college entrance examination to get here? Otherwise, how could the gap be so big!
They were silent, and the teacher understood. After sighing inaudibly, he started talking carefully from the beginning.
The students hurriedly took notes as if they had received an amnesty, but they always felt that the teacher's attitude was somewhat different when he taught Su Qingyun and when he taught them.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the teacher. After all, there is a gem like Su Qingyun in front of him. Although the other students are not stubborn, the gap is still too big after all. This gap also makes him a little heartbroken. Naturally, he hates the other students. .
"Jingle Bell……"
As the bell rang, a long professional class finally ended. Seeing Su Qingyun walking out of the classroom, all the students breathed a sigh of relief. It was good. They had finished another class. Being in the same major as her was really too stressful.
When Su Qingyun went out, he saw Ji Yue's figure. On the early spring day, he was wearing a fashionable black windbreaker, which made his body more upright. The girls passing by looked at him with a look of confusion, but he was totally unaware of it. Unaware, his dark eyes were heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
She walked over and said, "What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed."
Ji Yue looked at her, his eyes brightened, and he naturally took the book in her hand and said as he walked: "The person who stopped you from reporting and plotted against you behind the scenes is called Lin Xiaozhi, did you know?"
Su Qingyun paused, "I know."
After finding out what happened, it was Mr. Zhang who told her personally.
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Ji Yue frowned slightly, looking a little guilty.
Lin Xiaozhi was Lin Xiaolei's brother and didn't know Qingyun at all. The only reason why he would attack her was because of him. Ji Yue felt unspeakably depressed when he thought that it was because of him that she had been wronged.
"What's there to say?" Su Qingyun smiled nonchalantly, "It's all over. It's not a big deal to me, so don't take it to heart."
Mr. Zhang also told her the results of Lin Xiaozhi's treatment. Knowing that he had been fired, Su Qingyun didn't pay much attention to her sweetheart. After all, this kind of episode was really not worth mentioning in her life.
"But……"
"Okay, okay, stop talking." Su Qingyun interrupted him, "Let's go quickly. My mother doesn't have any classes today. She has to make delicious food at home. Let's go back quickly."
Ji Yue looked at her helplessly, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore."
But he will never let this happen again in the future, nor will he let her be wronged for any reason on his part, Ji Yue told himself in his heart.
The two walked away together, the boy's clothes and the girl's skirt gently touching and brushing, like a beautiful scenery on the campus.
"Mom, it smells so good. What delicious food did you cook?" Su Qingyun smelled the fragrance as soon as she entered the room and asked loudly.
Qin Ying came out of the kitchen, still holding a spatula in her hand, "Your dad is craving for braised pork. I went to the market this morning and bought fresh meat, which is being stewed. I also bought fish for you, which is also steaming on the pot. It'll be fine soon."
"By the way, there are apricots on the table over there from Grandma Liu next door. They have been washed. You and Ayue can both try them."
In Oak Alley, except for their family, which has a large single-family house, other families are crowded into large courtyards. Many people live together, and there is no independent toilet or anything. People from the next courtyard have often come to visit since they moved in. , which is convenient from time to time.
This happened often, and they were embarrassed and would occasionally give away some worthless little things. These apricots were picked from the apricot tree next to their yard.
"knew."
Su Qingyun responded, picked up an apricot, took a bite, and his face immediately twisted for a moment. This was too sour!
Ji Yue couldn't help laughing, "Don't eat it if it's sour."
"You made a mistake. You should have tried the poison first." Su Qingyun looked regretful.
"Okay, I'll try it first next time." Ji Yue smiled fondly, followed her words, and reached out to rub her head.
Su Qingyun was startled and quickly looked in the kitchen to see if her mother had seen her. She was relieved when she saw her mother's back was turned and glared at Ji Yue. This person was getting bolder and bolder now.
"Mom, where is my dad?" She then realized that Su Aimin was not at home.
"Your dad went to the post office. The letter written by your grandma said that something was sent and he went to get it."
"Really?" Su Qingyun said in surprise, "Did they say anything about coming to the capital?"
"It's still early." Qin Ying said, "Now is the time for spring plowing. We are busy. After all, they will have time to come."
So, Su Qingyun lowered her head in disappointment. Although she had only been here for half a month, she really missed her breasts. Thinking that her breasts might make her parents sigh, Su Qingyun felt a little sour.
Just as he was talking, Su Aimin came in with a huge package.
Qin Ying heard the noise, came out of the kitchen, looked at the big bag, and was shocked, "How many things have been sent?"
"I don't know." The post office is some distance away from here. In this weather, Su Aimin was so tired that he was sweating all over his forehead. He breathed heavily and drank a glass of water directly.
"Yunyun is back?"
"Well, Dad, let me see what they sent." Su Qingyun walked over excitedly and opened the package.
Opening the bag, Su Qingyun took out dried bamboo shoots and wild vegetables, pickled fish and bacon...
All of them were things that were difficult to buy in the city, so Wu Guixiang packed them up and sent them over.
Su Qingyun's eyes were a little hot when she looked at the things in front of her. In fact, in a place like the capital, as long as you have money, you can't buy anything. But she knew that she just felt sorry for them, so she went to all the trouble and trouble to get so many things. .
As for the dried bamboo shoots, I had to go up the mountain to dig and find them bit by bit, then wash them and dry them in the sun. I don’t know how much effort it took for her to find so many dried bamboo shoots.
Su Qingyun sniffed, feeling even more sour.
"Mom, it's true." Su Aimin felt uncomfortable looking at this, "I'll send your mother some money back tomorrow, just to say that I found a job here, so that they can worry less. "
Su Aimin also knew that although her mother always said she disliked him, her mother was worried about her son traveling thousands of miles away. His mother was a sharp-tongued person and a heartless person, so how could she not miss him?
However, Su Aimin has no plans to find a job at this stage. He does not have a high degree of education and has no skills. It is difficult to find a job in this area of the capital, but he must rely on his daughter's connections to find a job. It was a leisurely job, but Su Aimin couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. After all, his daughter paid the bulk of the money for this house, so there was no reason for him to have to worry about his work.
After much thought, he felt that he had to improve himself first, so he signed up for night school and prepared to concentrate on studying for a while.
In fact, Su Aimin's thoughts were also influenced by his wife and daughter. It makes no sense that when the whole family is an intellectual, he would still stay where he is, right? Everyone wants to move up. Su Aimin understood this from the first time he mustered up the courage to start a business.
"It's time to send some money home." Qin Ying nodded in agreement.
"I agree too!" Su Qingyun raised both hands in agreement.
Su Aimin picked up the dried bamboo shoots and handed them to Qin Ying, "Daughter-in-law, let's add another dish today? Stir-fry the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork."
"Okay, just in time, I haven't finished the meat I bought yet." Qin Ying said with a smile.
"Hey, what is this?" Su Qingyun saw a piece of paper stuck under the bag of dried bamboo shoots. She gently peeled it off and took a look without saying anything. Ji Yue next to her also took a look, with a smile in her eyes.
"What?" Su Aimin was confused.
"Nothing, Dad, you go and help Mom." Su Qingyun crumpled the paper into a ball.
"Let me take a look." The daughter refused to let her look, but Su Aimin's curiosity was really aroused and she had to take a look.
"Dad, are you sure you want to see it?"
"What's so uncertain about this? You kid."
Su Aimin looked at her strangely, took the paper ball in her hand and unfolded it.
There was a row of crooked handwriting on it, which was obviously the work of his father Su Dalin. Su Aimin took a closer look.
"Give A Ying and Yun Yun some nourishment, and the third child should eat some!" The tone came from his mother, Wu Guixiang.
Su Aimin: "..." He is really convinced!
He wiped his face and returned to expressionless. The touch and sadness he felt just now disappeared without a trace.
Su Qingyun couldn't help laughing, "Dad, it's up to you to see it."
"I want to eat it. I'll eat three big bowls of it today!"
Su Aimin got angry, and after saying that, he got into the kitchen to help.
Su Qingyun and Ji Yue looked at each other and smiled even more exaggeratedly.
