Siheyuan: Grassroots Counterattack

When Li Tianyi entered the courtyard, he heard a group of women chatting in the middle courtyard. Jia Zhang had the loudest voice. Li Tianyi ignored them. The courtyard was relatively peaceful at the moment, without so many troubles.

Everything was ready, and Li Tianyi began his first translation work. Time passed unknowingly and it was noon. His stomach started to growl. Li Tianyi looked at the clock in the room and saw that it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon. No wonder his stomach was growling.

Li Tianyi ate some leftover pancakes from the morning, and then started working again. Time passed quickly when he was busy, and before he knew it, his father and his younger brother and sister had returned. Li Tianyi had been writing furiously in his room.

This book was very simple for Li Tianyi. He could translate it directly without thinking about it, so he felt that he could finish translating the book in less than half a month.

After returning home, Li's mother noticed that the door of her son's room was open, so she walked in to take a look. She saw her son writing on the table. She took a closer look, but she could not understand it at all.

Li Tianyi felt someone behind him, so he turned around and looked, "Mom, when did you come back?"

"I just came back. I didn't see your door was open, so I came in to take a look. Son, is this the book you wanted to translate?" Mother Li curiously flipped through the Russian book. Li Tianyi took it and put it on the table. "Yes, I brought it back this morning. By the way, where are my younger brother and sister?"

"They are playing in the main room. Come on, son, stop writing and go eat first."

Li Tianyi put away the book and the translation, then walked out with his mother.

At this time, Yan Bugui was standing at the door of his house, looking over here. When he saw Li Tianyi coming out, he hurriedly walked up to him and said, "Tianyi, I haven't seen you all day. I thought you weren't back yet?"

"Teacher Yan, I came back in the morning. When I got home, you were not at home. Later, I stayed in the house, so you didn't see me."

"I was thinking so. By the way, shall we start tonight?" Yan Bugui looked at Li Tianyi hopefully. Li Tianyi nodded, "Teacher Yan, after dinner, please prepare your books and come to my room with a pen and paper."

"Okay, thank you Tianyi. I won't disturb you while you eat. I'll go home and prepare it." Then he ran home.

Liu Haizhong was almost bumped by Yan Bugui when he just entered the door. "Old Yan, what are you doing in such a hurry? You almost bumped into someone."

"I'm sorry, Lao Liu, I was in a hurry and didn't see it." Before he could finish his words, Ran had already rushed into the house.

Liu Haizhong shook his head. "What urgent matter could this Old Yan have?"

"Lao Liu, why are you shaking your head here instead of going home?"

Liu Haizhong turned around and saw that it was Yi Zhonghai who led Jia Dongxu into the gate. "It's not that Old Yan was in a hurry and almost bumped into me."

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yan Bugui's house, then said hello to Liu Haizhong and took Jia Dongxu home.

After dinner, Yan Bugui led Yan Jiecheng to Li Tianyi's room. Li Tianyi asked them to sit down, and then taught them the first ten pronunciations of Russian, and translated the pronunciations into Chinese characters to facilitate their memorization.

At the same time, he told them to memorize it repeatedly so that they could remember it. Yan Bugui glanced at the book spread out on Li Tianyi's desk and saw that it was all in Russian. He knew that this was the information Li Tianyi had brought back today, and he became more motivated.

He wanted to take Yan Jiecheng back to practice, but was stopped by Li Tianyi, "Teacher Yan, I want to ask you a question."

"Tianyi, just ask if you have any questions." Yan Bugui straightened his chest, looking at scholars who knew how to talk, asking for advice, and giving them more face.

"Teacher Yan, my little brother is already six years old. Do you think he can go to school when school starts in the fall?"

Yan Bugui thought it was something else, but it turned out to be about school, which he was familiar with. "You can go and register now. Then, when school starts, I will take him to the elementary school to register."

"Thank you, Teacher Yan."

"Hey, Tianyi, you are so polite." Yan Bugui said happily. Originally, he felt uncomfortable when he brought Yan Jiecheng to ask Li Tianyi to teach. It was not that he disliked Li Tianyi's young age, but he didn't know how to repay Li Tianyi. Now, with the matter of Li Tianyi's younger brother, he just had to take good care of him at school, then Li Tianyi's simple favor would become a mutually beneficial one for the two families.

After returning home, Yang Ruihua sat at the table and mended his youngest son's pants. This naughty boy's pants would tear in the crotch every other day, and no one knew where they got torn.

"Old Yan, how is it? Have you learned it?"

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes. "What do you think this is? How can it be so fast? Tianyi taught me 10 pronunciations today. Master them first in the next two days, and then go find Tianyi."

Yan Jiecheng sat there depressed. He didn't like studying in the first place, and now his father dragged him to learn Russian. The twists and turns of the letters gave him a headache just by looking at them.

"Dad, can I not learn it in the future?" Yan Jiecheng asked in a low voice.

Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua looked at each other, and then Yang Ruihua asked, "Xie Cheng, why don't you learn?"

"Mom, I'm not good at studying, and now seeing these letters gives me a headache, so I don't want to learn."

Yan Bugui glared at Yan Jiecheng in dismay, "Do you know that if you can pass the translation certificate exam, you can take translation jobs, and our family life won't be so tight, and you may even find a job in the future."

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and said nothing. Yan Bugui and his wife had no way to deal with Yan Jiecheng. "Okay, as long as you think it through, I won't force you to study in the future. Just don't blame your mother and me when you grow up."

"Dad, I won't blame you."

Yan Bugui sighed and walked into the inner room. Yang Ruihua no longer looked at Yan Jiecheng, but continued to mend his clothes.

Time flies, and before we know it a week has passed. In order not to affect Li Tianyi's translation work, Li's mother takes her younger brother and sister to the cafeteria every day.

Every night, Yan Bugui would come to ask Li Tianyi some Russian knowledge. He did not expect that Yan Bugui could actually persist. However, Yan Jiecheng never came from the second night. According to Li Tianyi's observation, Yan Jiecheng went out to play every day.

The translation of this book has been completed. Li Tianyi spent a day organizing the translation, then put on his backpack and rushed to QH University.

He entered the university with familiarity. Mr. Wang had not come today, so Li Tianyi went to the gatehouse again. However, the old man was not at work either. Li Tianyi had to discuss with the soldier on guard whether he could wait for Mr. Wang in the gatehouse.

The young soldier naturally remembered the child, so he didn't make things too difficult for him. He just warned him not to touch the things inside.

About an hour later, Mr. Wang walked into the university slowly, and Li Tianyi ran out of the door. "Hello, Mr. Wang."

Mr. Wang turned around and saw Li Tianyi standing behind him. "Xiao Li, why are you here today? Is there something wrong with the translation?"

Mr. Wang never thought that he could finish translating the book so quickly, so he asked this question.

"Mr. Wang, I have finished translating the book and came here today to hand it in."

Mr. Wang looked at Li Tianyi in surprise, "So fast, then let's go to the office and I'll take a look."

When they arrived at the office, Li Tianyi handed the translation manuscript and the original Russian book to Mr. Wang, and he sat on the sofa, watching Mr. Wang flipping through the translation page by page.

Two hours passed before Mr. Wang looked up and looked at Li Tianyi in shock. "Xiao Li, you are amazing. I didn't expect your translation skills to be so high, fast and good. Xiao Li, have you ever thought about taking the intermediate translation certificate? If you want to take the exam, I will help you sign up. If your talent is not reused, it will be buried."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wang. I want to take the intermediate exam, and I would like to ask for your help."

"Okay, young people should be energetic. Don't worry about this. I'll let you know when the exam is approaching."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang." Li Tianyi bowed deeply to Mr. Wang.

"Well, Xiao Li, the translation fee for your book is 150 million yuan. I will write you a note later and you can go to the finance office on the third floor to collect the fee. As for this book, you can take it back and translate it." As he said that, he took out a hardcover book from the bookshelf behind him.