We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Wen Qin was busy outside and had no idea that she had revealed many of her flaws to the professor.

When she brought in the wontons, the two old guys had no expression on their faces. Instead, they started arguing about some academic content.

Seeing the two old men arguing with red faces, Wen Qin found it a little funny: "You two should stop arguing and eat first. If there is any problem, you have to eat a full stomach before you have the energy to argue, right?"

The two old men were both angrily snorting, and when they saw Wen Qin come in, they turned their heads away and didn't look at each other.

However, after eating and drinking, Wen Qin cleaned up the table, and the two old men leaned their heads against each other, writing and drawing with pens, becoming very close to each other.

Wen Qin said "I'm leaving" twice, but the two old men seemed not to hear her. Wen Qin could only quietly close the door and go out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the woman who was burning the stove before looking over here. When she saw Wen Qin coming out, she ran out with a look of surprise on her face: "Girl, are you Lao He's student?"

Wen Qin was a little amused: "I guess so."

She immediately grabbed Wen Qin and said, "You can definitely repair the radio, right? Help me take a look at my house, and I'll make you some snacks."

Wen Qin was caught off guard and was grabbed by her. She had no choice but to follow her inside.

This house is the west room of the courtyard. It is lower than the main room where Mr. He lives. It is divided into many small rooms for functions. It is estimated that a large family lives there.

The room in the middle that was partitioned off and used as a living room was only slightly wider than the door, and there was only a table and a cabinet placed in it. There were also several boxes stacked on top of the cabinet, almost touching the beams.

There was no one else in the room. The woman asked Wen Qin to sit down, and then took out a radio covered with white lace cloth.

Seeing how cautious she was, Wen Qin knew that a radio was now considered a super big item in an ordinary person's home, so it was never too careful.

"Look, my girl, there has been no sound since yesterday."

Although Wenqin had read books on various integrated circuits for a semester, repairing a radio was not related to her, so she fiddled with it for a long time, but she didn't dare to dismantle the radio. In the end, she could only put it down with regret: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm not good enough."

The aunt didn't seem to find it strange, but she put the radio away with a hint of regret.

"Since Auntie is Mr. He's neighbor, why don't you just take it to him and have him fix it?"

Although Wenqin felt that what Mr. He learned seemed to have nothing to do with repairing radios.

"If Old He was alone, I would feel comfortable going, but isn't that Old Zhao here too?"

Wen Qin saw her aunt's expression and laughed, "Aunt, you even know Professor Zhao?"

The aunt approached Wen Qin mysteriously and said, "Grown up in this area, who doesn't know him? He was very fierce when he was young, and later went abroad with Lao He. After he came back, I heard that he was invited by those soldiers to be a military advisor. I heard that he has killed many people."

Wen Qin was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Professor Zhao, who looked so gentle and refined, had actually served in the army.

I just don't know whether this counts as giving up writing to join the military, or giving up the military to take up writing.

"Is the rumor exaggerated? Professor Zhao is now a professor at Shuimu."

The aunt smacked her lips and said, "Who wouldn't say yes? Suddenly I became a teacher, teaching with Lao He."

Wen Qin was even more puzzled when she heard this: "What is the relationship between Professor Zhao and Teacher He? From what you said, they have known each other since childhood?"

The aunt laughed: "My daughter, aren't you Lao He's student? Don't you know Lao He's background?"

Wen Qin just smiled and said nothing, but the aunt didn't say much either. She stretched out her hand and drew a circle in front of her eyes: "You know, this area used to belong to the old He family."

Wen Qin had some ideas about He's ancestors before, but when she heard that this whole area was like this, she was a little surprised.

"Old He's ancestors didn't have the surname He. His family could be Huangdaizi, but He was changed to a later surname. Old Zhao is the manager of their family, so he accompanied the young master to study abroad since he was young."

Wen Qin was still dizzy when she came out of the room. She didn't expect that both teachers had unexpected identities. However, they were both academicians who devoted themselves to research. She was afraid that they would not say much about their identities.

When Jie Mingxia came back, Wen Qin couldn't help but talk about this: "Do you think I can still go to Teacher He's place? Will it embarrass you?"

Xie Mingxia shook her head: "Since he has returned to the capital, it means that nothing has happened. Isn't Professor Zhao also dating him normally? And I think this is becoming more and more open. We shouldn't be so particular about family background in the future."

"Oh? What did you hear?" Wen Qin knew that none of the following was important, but Xie Mingxia said that, could it be that he heard something?

Xie Mingxia didn't continue: "Dad sent a telegram."

Wen Qin was stunned: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

It was clearly him who started talking about Teacher He as soon as he got home, without even parking his bicycle. Now he is turning the tables on him. Jie Mingxia spoke up, but in the end he didn't explain and took out a telegram from his pocket.

The telegram was too long, it didn't even look like a telegram. This showed how much importance Father Wen attached to this matter.

The content of the telegram shocked Wen Qin even more: "The production brigade's fields are going to be contracted to households? So soon?"

Xie Mingxia was surprised: "Do you know about the household contracting system?"

Wen Qin smiled: "I watch the news too, okay?"

Before New Year's Day, the issue of taking the lead in contracting land to households caused a sensation in the school and was debated by many people.

"Dad feels that he is not cut out for farming, but he feels uneasy if he doesn't have a land contract, so he came to ask us. By the way, Guiqiu and Aunt Zhang also have the same idea."

Wen Qin put down the telegram in his hand and sighed.

After several decades, there were no people farming in the countryside, and the land was transferred to outsiders for farming. But now everyone still thinks the same way as they did thousands of years ago, and if they don't have land, they always feel uneasy.

Wen Qin also felt it was difficult to deal with and could only ask Jie Mingxia: "What do you think?"

"Actually, I was thinking about bringing Aunt Zhang and Gui Qiu to the imperial capital."

Wen Qin clapped her hands: "Do you think so too?"

Regarding Old Man Wen, Wen Qin is inclined not to contract the land but to go out and build a house, but she is very hesitant about Gui Qiu and Aunt Zhang.

If they just farmed, they would definitely starve to death.

If there was no farming, Wen Qin wouldn't mind supporting two more people, but Aunt Zhang would definitely not be willing to accept this kindness.

"After the Chinese New Year, when the leaders are not busy, I will still go back." Xie Mingxia decided, "But it's not clear this way. I will go back and see what the policy is. Maybe there is a way to make use of the existing land and make their lives easier."