Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Then, nothing more.

Just this one suck made Zhang Jianguo feel so painful and hot that he wanted to die.

Ni'er and Ji Xincheng sat on his left and right respectively, gnawing on the chicken necks, which smelled so delicious.

Ji Qinglan: You have to get a beating.

She politely declined Niu Guixiang's kindness and went into the house to see Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei is in the middle of her period. She had just finished her meal and was lying on the bed feeding her baby. Niu Guixiang took good care of her daughter-in-law. Liu Yumei has gained weight and her face is like a round plate.

Life was comfortable, they were well taken care of, their complexions were good, and their milk supply was sufficient. The two boys grew up to be plump, fair, and tender.

Seeing Ji Qinglan coming in, she advised her: "Is it because Xin Cheng caused trouble again? Look how angry you are. Don't hit the child. It will only hurt you if you hurt him."

It seems that Liu Yumei is just like her mother-in-law. Once she has a son, men are no longer important to her.

She is afraid that she still doesn't know about Zhang Jianguo's tragic experience.

Ji Qinglan was helpless. She hadn't even started fighting yet, but everyone came to persuade her. It was all Xiao Yi's fault that he had blamed her for being so naughty. Not only was he naughty himself, but he also dragged Ni'er into making trouble.

Ji Qinglan still hasn't figured out where Ji Xincheng found the bugs, even though she was on high alert.

She did not mention a word about the suffering Zhang Jianguo had endured. She sat on the edge of the kang and talked to Liu Yumei. She then took the two children with her before leaving.

In the main room, Niu Guixiang held her two-year-old granddaughter Jiaojiao in her arms and fed her chicken soup in small sips.

After Ji Xincheng and Ni'er had eaten their fill, they ran to the yard to play again.

Secretary Zhang had almost finished his meal and started talking to Ji Qinglan about things in the cowshed.

He had heard some news vaguely. As an old man, he couldn't understand the current situation, let alone Li Changlin, who only knew about the affairs of the land and followed him to take advantage.

In the past two years, he has seen some progress. The commune no longer cares about those people in the cowshed, and his son has not been caught for selling candy secretly for nearly a year.

Therefore, he also saw some signs and hoped that things would get better, but he was also afraid that the weather above would be unpredictable.

So, he wanted to find out something from Ji Qinglan.

After all, Ji Qinglan has an uncle in the capital Yanjing, a godparent in the Luo family in the county town, and a partner in the army, so his strength should not be underestimated.

Ahem! Ji Qinglan didn't even know that he was dating someone.

Ji Qinglan didn't know how to tell Secretary Zhang the truth about his worries. She had been reborn and had the advantage of being a prophet, but now it was not open and aboveboard and she definitely couldn't reveal it in advance, otherwise it would cause trouble for Uncle Peng and Xiao Yi.

She just said, "I don't know about this, but my uncle is very concerned about my studies and sends me study materials every month."

Not only Peng Guodong, but also Xiao Yi knew that she liked reading, so he would bring her books every month. In his letter, Peng Guodong specifically asked her to study hard and not neglect her studies.

Although they didn't say anything, Ji Qinglan knew that the issue of resuming the college entrance examination was already being discussed in the meeting.

Secretary Zhang remained silent. Ji Qinglan was also a veteran, so it seemed as if he had said something, but it also seemed as if he had said nothing.

After all, he is his son's godfather, so Ji Qinglan gave Secretary Zhang some reassurance.

"The country needs to develop and go abroad in the future, which requires high-tech talents. Education is definitely a major undertaking that cannot be neglected."

When Secretary Zhang heard this, his eyes lit up and he thought there was a chance.

Sure enough, Ji Qinglan continued, "No matter what teachers they are, the commune doesn't care about them anymore. You should just keep them well and show them your care and comfort. Don't hit them to offend them. They are like a tiger in a low position, and they will start a rebellion very quickly."

Secretary Zhang nodded repeatedly, "Of course. We have treated them like our ancestors in the past few years. I have tried every possible way to dodge all the tasks assigned by the commune."

"You know, Captain Xiang was strict with them before, but now the grass on his grave is very tall."

There is a desolate path outside the village, with a solitary grave covered with weeds and no one worshipping it.

Ji Qinglan was of course aware of Secretary Zhang's attitude towards Professor Han and his colleagues. The day when Professor Han and his colleagues would return was not far away.

She didn't know the exact time, but she roughly knew that these university professors would be brought back in advance before the college entrance examination was resumed.

Secretary Zhang, feeling relieved, went to the village committee office with his hands behind his back. Ji Qinglan chatted with Niu Guixiang for a while before taking his son home.

Ji Xincheng didn't get beaten in the end, as they met Han Yuanjun halfway.

Han Yuanjun came running hurriedly from the direction of the educated youth point, sweating profusely, but with a look of joy on his face.

"Uncle Han."

When Ji Xincheng saw him, he crawled over, fearing that if he was a second slower, the stick would fall on him.

"What's wrong?" Ji Qinglan asked curiously.

"Someone is here to pick up my grandfather, Grandpa Cui and others. I want to go back with them too. I came to say goodbye to you." Han Yuanjun hugged the little cannon Ji Xincheng in his arms and said breathlessly.

Ji Qinglan was stunned. He had just discussed this topic with Secretary Zhang, but he didn't expect that she would come so suddenly.

Without caring about anything else, the two hurried to the cowshed. There were several people standing outside the cowshed, wearing Lenin suits, with middle-parted hair, standing straight and serious, and you could tell at a glance that they were military men.

Ji Qinglan also saw Director Luo, and Ji Xincheng also saw it. He opened his mouth to call for help, but Ji Qinglan covered his mouth with his hand.

Director Luo also saw the two people and winked at them.

The leader was talking to Professor Han and others in the cowshed. Professor Cui and Professor Xiang and their spouses were also inside. Only Old Man Li was standing far away with a sullen face.

Ji Qinglan came over and whispered, "Grandpa, aren't you going back?"

"I'm alone and I'm not going anywhere." Mr. Li said coldly.

Ji Qinglan understood a little bit. Mr. Li and Professor Han were not from the same system and were definitely not among those who would be rehabilitated.

She comforted him, "The dawn has come. The day of your vindication is not far away, old man."

Mr. Li glanced at her, his old face still cold and without any joy.

Ji Qinglan knew that Mr. Li had given up.

Li Changlin and Secretary Zhang were also in the room. They were very excited. They had taken good care of the people in the cowshed. Now they were about to be reinstated. Even if they had no credit, they had worked hard.

Han Yuanjun was handing over his work at the breeding farm. He had been teaching people the techniques intentionally or unintentionally since last year, and now he was able to get out of it cleanly and neatly without any drag.

The cowshed was very remote and no one in the village had received the news. Professor Han and his colleagues simply packed up and followed the others down the mountain and got on the military vehicle parked outside the village.

At this time, the group of talents caused a big commotion in the village, and many people ran out to watch the fun.

When Han Yuanjun got on the bus, he looked back at the crowd. Ji Xincheng was held by his mother, standing in the crowd and waving vigorously.

The group came and left in a hurry.

Leaving behind a pile of curious eyeballs.