Accidentally born in the ’60s

    Zhen Zhen stood up when she heard her name, when she looked up, she saw Xi Junjie glance at her with a meaningful expression. Zhen Zhen didn't think too much, instead she felt a little excited because she could have a situational dialogue with Xi Junjie. In the French major, Zhen Zhen has never dared to say that she is the best at learning because of Xi Junjie. He has pure pronunciation and proficient grammar. He usually speaks French in class without any pressure. Like speaking in his native language, Zhen Zhen really doesn't understand why he chose this major, is it just to be lazy?

    Both of them walked out of their seats, Zhen Zhen saw that Professor Meng did not urge them to start, so she thought about discussing with Xi Junjie first, who knew she had just walked to Xi Junjie In front of him, Xi Junjie smiled lightly at her, and then said in French, "Are you here?"

    Zhen Zhen couldn't help but glared at Xi Junjie, why doesn't this person play cards according to the routine? I didn't know what to say about the lines or anything, so it started. But when she saw that the teacher had started the clock in the corner of her eyes, she couldn't think of anything else, and she just waited to bite the bullet and replied, "Well, I'm late."

    Xi Junjie looked at Zhen Zhen with a serious expression: "It's a little late." His deep eyes seemed to want to look into Zhen Zhen's heart, and there was a bit of melancholy in his tone: "Leave you So long, every second feels like a century to me."

    Zhen Zhen's face instantly became like a cloud of fire, even though she knew that this was just an ordinary exam, she still felt like she was immersed in seeing Zhen Zhen with such eyes. Looking at the deep eyes in front of her, Zhen Zhen couldn't help covering her face: "Oh my God, it's too foul when you look so good-looking and talk so much.

    French has only been studied for one semester, and the students in the class are limited in French. No other students understand Xi Junjie's words except Zhen Zhen, but no one is foolish to be admitted to the University of God , Seeing Zhen Zhen suddenly froze for a moment, then her cheeks flushed, everyone knew what Xi Junjie said.

    There are several boys in the French class who like Zhen Zhen, and some of them have thought about it. After learning more French, they will express their thoughts in French. . Who would have thought that his thoughts are still in the thinking stage, and Xi Junjie seems to be directly putting them into action? Listening to their beautiful and fluent French, and then looking at their faces that were prettier than women, several boys who had ideas for Zhen Zhen covered their faces in frustration.

      As for Xi Junjie, he always wears a white shirt in the summer, and his straight tunic suit in the spring and autumn brings out his temperament. Basically, as long as Xi Junjie enters the classroom, the girls in the class usually cannot see others.

    The girls sitting under the stage saw Xi Junjie, who seldom talked to girls, looking at Li Mingzhen so seriously on the podium, all of them were heartbroken, they wanted to drag Li Mingzhen down, Go up and finish the conversation yourself. It doesn't matter if you understand or not, as long as you can talk to him for a few words, your short-term life goals will be achieved.

    It was the final exam after all, Zhen Zhen didn't waste too much time, she wiped her face and quickly came back to her senses and entered the state of the exam. Zhen Zhen raised her head and looked at Xi Junjie, pulled her lips to adjust to a loving smile, she tried her best to pat Xi Junjie on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Son, although you are reluctant to leave mom, but after primary school It's all like this, and you'll get used to it by the time you reach the second grade."

    Meng Huaishu burst out laughing, the good romantic scene is this kind of good-looking boy, if you change it to a normal girl, the performance will go on with the flow. The two of them are naturally the same person. Who would have thought that Li Mingzhen's thinking is really different from that of ordinary people, and a good couple will become a mother and son in one sentence.

    Xi Junjie also looked at Zhen Zhen with a dumbfounded smile, she really didn't expect her to take advantage of her, but this conversation does not limit her identity, only Zhen Zhen can speak normally Next, no one can say what she said is wrong.

    Xi Junjie shook his head with a smile, and had to cooperate with her to show a wronged expression, his long eyelashes flickered up and down, almost taking away Zhen Zhen's soul. Covering her thumping little heart, Zhen Zhen really wanted to recommend him to go to a drama school, but with this expression on her face, she was blind in learning French.

      Meng Huaishu sat on the podium and looked at the two of them, thinking about doing more similar activities in the future, to bring the distance between male and female classmates in the class closer, and each one of them looked like nuns and monks who were overly abstinent. , I dare not even say a word, it is too overkill.

    Xi Junjie and Li Mingzhen returned to their respective positions, Meng Huaishu continued to draw lots, and there was a comparison of the first group. The following dialogue was either inaccurate or dry, and the level was obviously too far off. Some people couldn't continue after talking for two or three minutes, so Meng Huaishu almost didn't fall asleep.

    Finally everyone finished the exam, Meng Huaishu saw that there was still some time, and then explained the better sentences that appeared in the exam just now, the conversation between Xi Junjie and Zhen Zhen was even more popular with Meng Huaishu She copied it on the blackboard without any omission. Watching the classmates around her writing and taking notes, Zhen Zhen had a desperate look on her face, she firmly believed that this thing would definitely become her own black history in the future.

    The French exam seems to be the prelude to the final exam. Soon the teachers of each subject mentioned the final exam in the classroom, and the atmosphere of the whole campus suddenly became tense. The poets who wrote eight poems a day from various majors also put away their leisure time and began to review them desperately.

    In such a tense range, the first issue of the journalism major "Didu Campus News" was finally printed. With Zhen Zhen's reminder, the talents of the news agency finally realized that With the concept of cost, they printed 20% more newspapers on the basis of breakeven.

    Zhen Zhen was confused when she saw the stack of newspapers in front of her, the writing was not enough, and she had to sell newspapers? Wei Yujin divided the tasks of several people in the dormitory, and said excitedly: "This is the first issue of our class newspaper, everyone should work harder to get a good start."

    Zhen Zhen sighed and picked up the newspaper resignedly: "I'm going to sell it at the entrance of the cafeteria."

    "It seems that there are a few people in the class who are going to the entrance of the cafeteria." Guo Xiaoqiao looked up while counting the newspapers in his hand and added: "Why don't we go to the entrance of the library."

    Zhen Zhen nodded, the task in the class is definitely not going to be pushed out, it is better to finish it quickly to save time for the final review, the two of them each carried a thick stack of newspapers and went down In the dormitory, looking at the student Zhen Zhen along the road, she shouted at the top of her voice: "The first issue of "Didu Campus News" contains an exclusive interview with Mr. Selfless about the Nobel Prize in Literature. Don't miss it when you pass by, it only takes two cents."

    Two cents per newspaper was already expensive at that time, and the Imperial Capital newspapers sold outside were cheaper than this price. But it is because they print too few, so the printing cost of each newspaper will naturally increase accordingly. For this reason, many students in the news agency were apprehensive, for fear that their professional newspaper would die after only one issue.

    I don't know how they sell in the cafeteria, but Zhen Zhen sells them quite well here. Her crisp voice has attracted the attention of many people, and when I listen to Mr. Many students gathered around.

    For the illusion that the supply is in short supply, Zhen Zhen was secretly overjoyed, and in the process of collecting the money and taking the newspaper, she would occasionally say two wonderful contents. The one who bought the newspaper didn't rush to leave, instead he opened the newspaper to find what Zhen Zhen said, and the one who was reluctant to buy the newspaper immediately leaned over to see if he could read more.

    There were more and more people around Zhen Zhen and Guo Xiaoqiao, and it took less than half an hour for the two hundred newspapers they brought to be sold out.

    Zhen Zhen pulled Guo Xiaoqiao and squeezed out of the crowd reading the newspaper. In the dormitory, I washed my hands with soap, and then I found a space and went back to the space to review. As an important member of the news agency, Guo Xiaoqiao couldn't let go of the distribution of newspapers. After breaking up with Zhen Zhen in a hurry, she trotted all the way to the office of the news agency, ready to rush to get some more newspapers to continue selling.

    Students in twos and threes were constantly around, Zhen Zhen couldn’t teleport, she could only keep her head down and ran to the dormitory, but just a few hundred meters away from the library, Zhen Zhen was ready to go Xi Junjie from the library met.

    Zhen Zhen didn't have the feudal ideology that boys and girls couldn't speak, she waved to Xi Junjie generously, said hello, and was about to bypass him and move on.

    Xi Junjie's eyes stopped on Zhen Zhen's palm for a while, with a bit of interest on his face: "Are you going to dig coal?"

    Zhen Zhen wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose with the back of her clean hand, and explained: "Our journalism major has issued a newspaper, I just sold out the quantity I was responsible for, and I am going back to the dormitory. Wash your hands."

    Xi Junjie took out a neat and clean white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Zhen Zhen: "Wipe your hands first, you can save it anywhere."

    Zhen Zhen was also a child who never left her handkerchief since she was a child, but she was reluctant to let her use her own handkerchief to wipe the ink. After washing her hands several times, it would be clean. The handkerchief with ink on it is basically useless.

     waved her hand, Zhen Zhen declined Xi Junjie's kindness: "I can go to the dormitory right now, don't soil your handkerchief, I don't want to give you a new one."

    Xi Junjie saw that Zhen Zhen was so straightforward, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he quickly made way for Zhen Zhen. Zhen Zhen thanked her, and just as she was passing by Xi Junjie, Xi Junjie suddenly turned around and called her: "Wait a minute!"

    Zhen Zhen stopped abruptly and turned around, her hand flicked with inertia, only to hear a "pop", Zhen Zhen watched her little black hand in Xi Junjie has a perfect handprint on his white shirt.

    Xi Junjie was a little dazed when he looked at his white shirt, Zhen Zhensan smiled and took two steps back: "What, it's not intentional, why don't you take it off and I'll help you wash it?"

    Xi Junjie looked up at her expressionlessly: "I'm not wearing a vest inside."

    Zhen Zhen covered her face weakly: "Brother, I really just want to be polite!"

    Xi Junjie looked at Zhen Zhen speechlessly, hesitated for a moment but then kindly gave Zhen Zhen a suggestion: "I think your problem of covering your face when you are embarrassed should be changed."

    "What?" Zhen Zhen's eyes were still staring at Xi Junjie's white shirt, and her thoughts still didn't turn around.

    Xi Junjie looked at the black marks on Zhen Zhen's face, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he put his handkerchief in Zhen Zhen's hand, and said, "Okay. Wipe your face." He hurried away.

    Zhen Zhen glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, looked back at Xi Junjie's back, and couldn't help but muttered: "Why is this kid acting like he has a crush on me?"

    I don't know if Xi Junjie heard it, but he stopped at his feet and left quickly.

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    After the school announced the final exam date, Wei Yujin finally understood what Zhen Zhen said a while ago, there are still some newspapers that are not sold out, but the whole news agency including her, no one has the energy Put your mind on that. Originally, the girls in the dormitory only got up in the morning to go to the toilet to read, but now the toilet has basically become the second study room.

    This time, the girls in the dormitory not only moved stools to the toilet to stay up late to read books, but some even moved the desks over there to read and do questions from morning to night. Although Zhen Zhen is good at studying, she has to take three majors in the exam, relatively speaking, she needs to review three times as much as the girls in the same dormitory. Fortunately, this crazy day didn't last long. With the advent of the sweltering summer, the students of Imperial College finally passed the first final exam since they went to school.

    After handing in the last paper, Zhen Zhen didn't even bother to eat lunch, so she couldn't wait to call Wang Xinwen to go home quickly. The weather in the imperial capital at the end of July was already unbearably hot. Now there are eight people in a dormitory, and there is no air-conditioning fan, so the exhaled air is hot, which is unbearable.

    Mingbei, Wang Xinwen, and Zhen Zhen took the car home together, Zhen Zhen went back to the house and dropped her schoolbag, washed her hands in a hurry, and scurried into the back garden in a hurry. She sat down on the ground, picked a persimmon and took a bite, the sweet and sour taste made Zhen Zhen couldn't help but sighed in relief after eating three in a row.

    After a few days at home, full of food and sleep, and woke up to read, paint, and study antiques, Ming Nan came from Bingcheng with Meng Xiaoxi and his two sons.

    Since Mrs. Li followed Zhen Zhen to the imperial capital, this is the first time I have seen the Ming Nan family. Seeing the two chubby great grandsons have risen a lot in the past six months, I am instantly happy 's mouth shut.

    Zhen Zhen's house is big, now they all live in the main courtyard, the back rooms are all empty, while they are cleaning up the house for the Mingnan family, Zhen Zhen simply cleans up for Mingxi Come out of one room and see when he can rest for a few days, and he can come and stay for a few days.

    Mingxi and Xie Yanan have been engaged in scientific research since they were transferred back to the imperial capital from the west, but the two of them never said what they were researching, and the old Li family also consciously refused to inquire . It stands to reason that among the four grandsons of Mrs. Li, Mingxi is the best. I don't know if he has a position, but the salary of more than 200 per month is a solid salary. Although Xie Yanan does not earn as much as Mingxi, but There is also a salary of more than 100 yuan a month, which is higher than that of an eighth-level worker in Beicha.

    The couple has no worries about food and clothing, and there are many other benefits besides the salary. If there is any regret, it is that Xie Yanan has been quiet since the Lantern Festival, and Mrs. Li heard Li Muwen say what the country is going to do Family planning is underway, and the family only allows one child to be born. She is thinking about letting Xie Yanan conceive another one before the policy is implemented.

    Ms. Li didn't know how Mingxi and his wife negotiated in private, but she couldn't help seeing Mingxi's unhurried appearance. It wasn't until recently that Yanan talked about taking care of her body and preparing to have a child. While Mrs. Li was relieved, she couldn't help but whisper to Wang Sufen, "I see that Yanan hasn't grown any fat in the past few years. Do you want Zhen Zhen to take her to find Doctor Zhang for adjustment, I think his decoction is effective."

    Looking at the black hair on Mrs. Li's head, Wang Sufen nodded convincingly: "I also think his prescription is good, I've only been drinking it for a month, and my waist is sore. Her problems are obviously much better." Although she thinks that Doctor Zhang's medical skills are good, Wang Sufen is still undecided whether to take Xie Yanan to adjust her body: "Mother, if we tell Yanan this way, will she feel that our family despise her? ?"

    "No, Yanan is not that kind of hypocritical child." Mrs. Li put a piece of pickled **** in her mouth: "I will discuss with Zhen Zhen."

    Zhen Zhen was framing the words that Su Weiran gave to her, Mrs. Li was sitting opposite Zhen Zhen, watching that Zhen Zhen was busy cutting and ironing, so she put Xie Yanan's things said.

    Zhen Zhen wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled: "I just wanted to go to Mr. Zhang, and I just told her about it. When will my second sister-in-law come to our house?"

    Old Mrs. Li said quickly: "I guess I can come on Sunday, and they said what they said last time."

    Zhen Zhen mounted the characters, climbed up and nailed the nails and hung the characters, then took two 100-year-old ginseng from the space, rolled them up in a cloth bag and put them on the In the schoolbag, he went to Zhang Renze's house.

    It only takes about twenty minutes to walk from Zhen Zhen's house to Zhang Renze's house, Zhen Zhen went out of Houyang to buy a milk skewer sorbet from the supply and marketing cooperative, and came to Zhang Renze's house while eating.

    Zhang Renze was sitting in the shade of the yard. He was making tea and fanning his fan, looking very comfortable. Zhen Zhen buttoned the door knocker, stuck out a head from outside the door, and looked at Zhang Renze with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, can I come in?"

    Zhang Renze glanced at her angrily: "If I say no, what are you going to do? It's useless."

    Zhen Zhen smiled and pushed open the door and came in, sitting on the chair opposite Zhang Renze, before she could speak, Zhang Renze poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Zhen Zhen: "It's sorbet again? Isn't it? Didn't I tell you to keep your mouth shut? You are young now and rely on your body to be strong, and you will know it when you are old. "

    Zhen Zhen covered her mouth subconsciously and looked at Zhang Renze innocently: "I just took a bite."

    "Then your mouth is not small." Zhang Renze looked at her and sneered: "Look at your cold lips, at least one mouthful."

    Zhen Zhen laughed twice, took out two cloth bags from her bag and put them on the table: "Sir, look at this, how much can you sell it for?"

    Zhang Renze looked at Zhen Zhen's mysterious appearance, and shook his head helplessly: "You girl likes to sell guanzi the most, what kind of good things are you going to exchange for money?"

    "You'll know when you see it." Zhen Zhen picked up the tea and took a sip, the warm tea slipped down her tongue, washed away the sticky taste of the sorbet, and it was clear and light The aroma of the scent dispelled the irritability brought about by the scorching heat.

    Zhang Renze opened the cloth bag layer by layer until the whole wild ginseng appeared in front of him, he carefully lifted the ginseng, carefully put it aside and smelled it, the faint medicinal fragrance mixed with the soil The smell makes people involuntarily excited.

    "Good stuff." Zhang Renze tutted his tongue in praise, and then he looked at the roots carefully: "The quality is also very good, there is no sign of breaking." He glanced at Zhen Zhen from above the ginseng : "If you exchange money for this kind of old good thing, it will not be easy to meet again. Have you thought about it?"

    "Think about it." Zhen Zhen picked up the kettle, added water to the teapot, and poured out two more cups: "If I go out and sell by myself, I always feel that I will lose money, so this is not a good idea. Here comes Mr.

    Zhang Renze glanced at her, opened another cloth bag, the wild ginseng inside was thicker, and the age looked longer: "Okay, you can put it here, at most two It can be sold in a day.”

    Zhen Zhen nodded, then smiled again: "This is my private ginseng, don't tell my family."

    "Ginseng privately." Zhang Renze was amused by Zhen Zhen: "You see what you are capable of, you are secretly digging your own milk, don't your mother know?"

    Zhen Zhen smiled and raised her glass to Zhang Renze: "Mr. Zhang still understands me."

    The two chatted for a while, then Zhen Zhen told about Xie Yanan: "My grandmother is thinking about wanting her to conceive another one before the policy is implemented, and would like to ask Mr. ."

    Zhang Renze often goes to Zhen Zhen's house, and he knows the situation of Old Li's house. Although Mingxi and his wife have never seen a real person, their identity as a scientist alone is enough to attract attention. Zhang Renze nodded: "Okay, I'll go to your house on the weekend and bring you money by the way."

    As soon as Zhen Zhen heard the word "money", she immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Then please sir."

    Leaving Zhang Renze's house, Zhen Zhen pondered about the house, in my memory, this autumn, Huaguo kicked off the housing reform, and starting next year, there will be commercial houses for sale in Modu and Huadu. , As a house, many people still wait for the unit to allocate in their thoughts, and are not willing to pay for it themselves. Taking advantage of today's low price and good location, you can buy a few more sets, and put them there for 20 years. At that time, this will not be a house, but it will be gold.

    The author has something to say: I forgot the existence of the Lantern Festival, so Xie Yanan changed it to recuperate the body and conceive the second child.