1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

The black sedan drove away from Yanying Factory and headed towards Yanda University.

Brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao gripped the steering wheel, his face beaming with excitement. He would occasionally turn to look at Cheng Xuemin in the passenger seat and ask:

"Xuemin, you just said that the martial arts scripts we have will be in high demand in the future? Is that true?"

Cheng Xuemin leaned back in his chair, rubbing his throbbing temples. His voice, though weary, remained resolute as he spoke to his brother-in-law:

"Don't worry, brother. Before long, not only will domestic film studios be vying for our film, but even Hong Kong film companies will be begging us for money."

"Tai Chi earned over 20 million US dollars; that's the best advertisement. Who wouldn't want a piece of the pie?"

Brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao's eyes lit up, and he gripped the steering wheel even tighter. He said excitedly, "That's great! Your sister-in-law was worried that all those scripts I wrote would be for nothing!"

"Then consider this a surprise for your sister-in-law!" Cheng Xuemin nodded with a smile, and continued, "As for the script, I'll discuss it with the old director first. Our Yan Film Studio will definitely have priority in securing the copyright."

Feng Jiazhao was so excited he almost stepped on the wrong gas pedal: "Yes, yes, we really need to discuss this with the old factory director first!"

The two brothers chatted a lot on the way, and before they knew it, they had arrived home!
The car stopped in the alley outside the courtyard house. Following his brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao, he ran over and quickly opened the main gate wide to invite Cheng Xuemin, his brother-in-law, inside.

"Brother, is it really necessary to make it so sacred? And to leave the main entrance wide open?" Cheng Xuemin smiled wryly, but he didn't actually dare to just collapse inside.

"Yes, yes, Xuemin, you are not only a great hero of the country, but also a great hero of the family. You are enough to bring honor to our ancestors!"

As they were talking, the brother-in-law, Feng Jiazhao, quickly invited Cheng Xuemin inside.

Cheng Xuemin smiled wryly and went along with his brother-in-law's antics. After entering the house, he saw his grandfather warming himself by the fire in the main room and reading the newspaper.

A bamboo rattan rocking bed was placed next to it, and the little squirrel slept quietly inside.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back." Cheng Xuemin put down his luggage and went over to greet them.

Grandpa put down his newspaper, saw Cheng Xuemin, and his face showed surprise, followed by a relieved smile. He said, "Xuemin is back!"

"It's good that you're back! We've all heard about what happened in Bolin. You've really brought honor to the country!"

Grandma came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, took Cheng Xuemin's hand, and said, "You're back! Xuemin, you've lost weight and gotten darker. You must have suffered a lot."

"Sit down quickly, Grandma has made you some chicken soup, it'll be ready soon."

Ok!

Shouldn't it be his wife making chicken soup for him at home? Why are they talking like his grandmother again?

Cheng Xuemin exchanged a few polite words and sat down. The little squirrel that was sleeping soundly next to him seemed to sense that its father had returned and suddenly woke up, making babbling sounds.

This little guy!

"Little squirrel, did you miss your dad?" Cheng Xuemin picked up his son and kissed him on the cheek.

The little squirrel giggled and grabbed his hair with its tiny paws, looking incredibly cute.

He didn't cry, so it seems he was really overjoyed to see his father!
Then, not seeing his wife Feng Jiayou, and knowing that they were still in class, Cheng Xuemin held the little squirrel and sat on the sofa chatting with his grandfather.

Grandpa took a sip of tea and said in a relaxed tone, "Xuemin, I also have some good news for you. The negotiations between the Economic Commission and the Japanese side have finally been concluded."

"You've reached an agreement?" Cheng Xuemin was taken aback, somewhat surprised. How long had this wrangling gone on?

If Cheng Xuemin were to take over, he would definitely not give an inch, regardless of whether friendship lasts forever or not, he would just get the rolling mill equipment for free first!

"The Japanese have agreed to give us an entire rolling mill production line for free!" Grandpa said excitedly. "This is the largest production line equipment we've ever imported since the reform and opening up."

Seriously, not only the Economic Commission, but also I, your grandfather, really, really want to thank you, Xuemin!
"If you hadn't discovered the problem in time, we would have almost become a laughing stock and a disgrace to the country!"

"Grandpa, please don't say that. This is what we should do!" Cheng Xuemin smiled when he saw his grandfather sighing again. He was genuinely happy and said, "With this production line, our steel production will definitely increase significantly."

"Yes, yes!" Grandpa nodded repeatedly, and then said, "Xuemin, also, the Japanese side said they hope to meet with you again in Hong Kong when the equipment is delivered next year, and they want to talk again!"

Cheng Xuemin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Talk to me? What do they want to talk about?"

"I don't know the specifics, but Xuemin, you got this equipment with all your might. Maybe the Japanese aren't entirely satisfied and want to challenge you to a duel." Grandpa waved his hand with a smile and continued, "I'm still smiling."

"But no matter what they want to talk about, you don't need to be afraid. Let them talk if they want. With your talent, Xuemin, do you think you can let the Japanese devils take advantage of you?"

Cheng Xuemin smiled and said, "Alright, if they want to talk, then let them talk! Anyway, we won't lose out, so we'll welcome anyone who comes."

Cheng Xuemin's mind started to race. In fact, there was still something to be found in that Japanese production line!
for example!

With a simple search of his mind, Cheng Xuemin could easily help the Japanese upgrade that production line.

It can directly eliminate that safety hazard!
However, in any era, technology is money, and it's all about foreign exchange. It also depends on what price the Japanese are willing to pay.
Therefore, this bait might allow the Economic Commission to release it ahead of time.

In this case!

He made a Tai Chi movie and worked himself to the bone to earn only 20 million US dollars. But if he just helped the Japanese upgrade their production line, he could easily earn several hundred million US dollars in foreign exchange.

The more Cheng Xuemin thought about it, the more excited he became. The Japanese devils had delivered this opportunity to him, so Cheng Xuemin had to do some serious calculations beforehand.

After chatting with my grandparents for a while, I heard the sound of a bicycle being pushed into the door.

He looked up and saw that his older sister, Cheng Wenxiu, had returned.

As soon as Cheng Wenxiu entered the door and saw Cheng Xuemin, she paused for a moment, then excitedly ran over and greeted him:
"Xuemin, you're back! You're finally back!"

She hugged Cheng Xuemin tightly, and tears instantly streamed down her face, much to her older sister's delight.

"Sis, why are you crying? Look at me, I'm perfectly fine." Cheng Xuemin patted her back and said, not at all amused, "I even earned more than 20 million US dollars for the country!"

"I know! I know!" Cheng Wenxiu wiped away her tears and said excitedly, "My older brother already told the whole family the good news yesterday! Xuemin, you're really amazing!"

"This little guy still loves his dad! He's so quiet, not crying or making a fuss at all!" Looking at the unusually quiet little squirrel in Cheng Xuemin's hand, the aunt complained quite a bit.

Because under her control, things really turned upside down.

Just as Cheng Wenxiu was about to take the baby and hold him, the little guy refused and started struggling and fussing, almost crying!

"Alright, alright, Daddy's going to hold you, Daddy's going to hold you!" Cheng Xuemin was speechless. He hadn't spent much time with this little guy, yet he was so clingy. Not long after, his sister-in-law Feng Jiamo and his second sister-in-law Sun Juan also returned one after another.

They also brought Feng Liwen, Feng Liqin, and their young nephew Qingwa back from kindergarten and primary school.

When the three little ones saw their uncle Cheng Xuemin return, they all gathered around him without prior arrangement, their words incredibly sweet.

Because I have a sweet tongue, even though I don't get candy, I get pocket money!

This is not!

Cheng Xuemin was also pleased by the call and casually handed out one large ten-yuan bill to each person, prompting his grandparents to remind him not to spoil them too much.

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo also came over, sticking to her brother-in-law Cheng Xuemin and asking him all sorts of questions.

Cheng Xuemin simply threw three ten-yuan bills at her. Didn't he just want some pocket money too?

Now that the brother-in-law is happy, can't we just give her three portions?
The front courtyard and main hall were bustling with activity until Feng Jiayou returned, at which point the atmosphere reached its climax.

As soon as Feng Jiayou entered the door and saw her husband Cheng Xuemin, her eyes instantly turned red.

She put down her schoolbag, rushed over, and threw herself into Cheng Xuemin's arms, choking back tears as she said, "Xuemin, you're back...you're finally back! Do you know how much I've missed you?"

Cheng Xuemin held her tightly, feeling her trembling body, and felt incredibly happy. He comforted her, saying, "Honey, I'm back now, not like I went to the battlefield. It's alright, it's alright!"

Perhaps the negative accusations made by China Film Group scared his family.

If you think about it this way, it seems that every time Cheng Xuemin went on a long trip, he left his wife at home, and she must have worried about him quite a bit.

Jiayou looked up, wiped away her tears, and said with a smile, "Hehe! I'm just happy for you!"

“We heard from our elder brother that you earned more than 20 million US dollars for the country during your trip to Bolin. I am so proud of you.”

"Really? How proud?" Cheng Xuemin gently stroked his wife's nose, whispered in her ear, and said, "Wife, let's go to the backyard. I've been waiting for you at home all afternoon!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiayou's ears turned red instantly. Looking at her family members around her, she felt even more embarrassed. How could she dare to go to the backyard so openly!
"Tonight!" she whispered in his ear, "Tonight, we'll go back to the apartment and do whatever we want!"

Cheng Xuemin was actually just making a small joke at the time, as his mother-in-law and the others hadn't returned yet.

How can I sneak off to the backyard?
However, Cheng Xuemin was very satisfied with his wife's answer and was even more looking forward to her performance that evening!
Mr. and Mrs. Feng returned home for dinner.

When Mr. Feng saw Cheng Xuemin, he patted him on the shoulder, his voice full of satisfaction, and said, "Xuemin, well done! You've earned more than 20 million US dollars for the country. It's all over the place today. I'm so proud of you!"

Today, the lockdown has indeed been fully lifted, and everyone in the lake is spreading the good news that their son-in-law has earned more than 20 million US dollars in foreign exchange for the country in Bolin.

This already made Mr. Feng very proud, and knowing that he and Cheng Xuemin were father-in-law and son-in-law, he had congratulated Mr. Feng many times.

This time, Mr. Feng really made a name for himself in the lake.

This is not!

The reason he came back late was because Mr. Feng knew his son-in-law was coming back today, so he made a special detour to Quanjude to pack several hearty dishes for him. Tonight, the father-in-law and son-in-law were determined to have a good drink together.

Mother Feng, also carrying large bags of hot dishes, greeted her son-in-law, saying, "Xuemin, you didn't see how happy your father was all the way here!"

Yes, I've never seen Lao Feng so excited before. He talked about it to himself almost the whole way back.

This made Mrs. Feng extremely proud!

They went straight to the table to eat, and Cheng Xuemin once again became the center of attention. Even his sister-in-law, Feng Jiamo, kept adding dishes for her brother-in-law.

Cheng Xuemin ate while telling them about Bolin's experiences.

He recounted the story vividly, from initially being ignored to later negotiating with foreign film companies and finally signing a contract, which his family found fascinating.

"I never expected the people from China Film Group to go so far as to badmouth you behind your back!" Mrs. Feng said angrily after hearing this. "Fortunately, the old leader was discerning and did not listen to their slander."

"Mom, it's alright!" Cheng Xuemin said with a smile. "Now that 'Tai Chi' is a success, they have nothing to say. Besides, the old leader even talked to me today..."

Cheng Xuemin then told his mother-in-law and father-in-law everything about what he had said to his former leader that day, what the former leader had said, and the former leader's attitude afterwards.

"Old Feng, what do you think?" After hearing this, Feng's mother did not express her opinion, but looked at Feng's father beside her and asked.

"Xuemin, your idea is exactly what the higher-ups have been intentionally creating!"

"So, I'm optimistic about it!"

Since being transferred to Haizi Village to be in charge of reform and opening-up related work, Mr. Feng's thinking has become less conservative than before.

Otherwise, if we follow the old ways, the father-in-law would definitely say that Cheng Xuemin, this son-in-law, is a bit rash and impetuous!

So, now that we've heard what Mr. Feng has said, let's wait for Hai Zi to officially announce the details!

Perhaps it won't be long before the results come out.

After dinner, the family gathered around the brazier in the main room to warm themselves and chat. Little Squirrel got sleepy, so Feng Jiayou suggested they go back to rest first!

Cheng Xuemin had definitely been waiting for this comment. He praised his son, Little Squirrel, in his heart, and then the three of them drove their car towards the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

Although it's just steps away from the Overseas Chinese Apartments, it's getting colder and colder now that winter is here, so why not use the car?!

Moreover, the Overseas Chinese Apartment has been basically empty since Cheng Xuemin's mother went back.

Tonight, I even managed to get rid of my sister-in-law, Feng Jiamo, so it's just the two of us. I'm sure the two of them will keep us up until dawn!

"Little squirrel, little squirrel! Xuemin, Xuemin, the little squirrel hasn't been put down yet!"

"Don't press him down, don't be in such a hurry, don't... I'll go wash up, I'll go..."

Cheng Xuemin didn't care about his son, Little Squirrel, anymore. He just wanted to ask his wife, "Do you know how your man has been getting through all these days?"

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