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Chapter 63 Letter

The dinner was very light. There had been meat at home every day in the past few days, and Chen Suniang felt a little nervous about the food. It wasn't even the New Year yet, and she felt uneasy because she had spent too much money.

Qiu Jianshe looked at the award certificates on the wall, then at the bicycle parked in the living room, and had to say that his son had made progress.

"You said that the professor at the computer center asked you to take the entrance exam to their university, but you didn't go. So you wanted to go to the south to study at university?" Qiu Jianshe asked with a frown.

"Well, I have my plans."

"The language in the south is different from ours. It will probably take some time to get used to it. Most importantly, the journey is too far. From now on, I'm afraid I can only go home once a year..."

Qiu Jianshe sighed and said.

Chen Suniang was stunned when she heard this. "So far, Huo Ming, what are you thinking? Do you really want to go that far?"

Qiu Huoming felt a little regretful that he had just told Professor Li about the content of his conversation when he was in a good mood.

"Well, I've made up my mind. Going there is my ideal."

Chen Suniang wanted to say something else.

Qiu Jianshe interrupted her and asked, "Ideal?"

“Once you’ve made up your mind, work hard to achieve it.”

Perhaps the word "ideal" touched some nerve in him. Qiu Jianshe, who was a little confused just now, suddenly seemed like a different person.

"Dad supports you. At your age, you should pursue your ideals..."

Qiu Jianshe paused for a moment and slapped Qiu Huoming on the shoulder.

"I, your father, am not very capable and cannot give you too much material things, but I will not drag you down either..."

Chen Suniang rolled her eyes at him, but didn't say anything about stepping on his heels. "Eat, eat. You make me sound like an unreasonable person. As a mother, can't I ask a few more questions about my son's decision?"

Qiu Huoming grinned and said, "You should ask! Come and have a meal. When I conquer the south in the future, I will invite you to come and have fun in a sedan chair..."

"A sedan chair carried by eight people is a feudal remnant and should not be tolerated." Qiu Jianshe muttered while taking a mouthful of rice.

"If you don't go, I will go, son! Our family is the remnant of feudalism, and we left your father alone at home!" Chen Suniang said with a cold snort.

The couple started their usual bickering again. The older sister and the younger sister looked at each other and quickly quickened their eating pace.

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The next morning, Qiu Huoming finished drinking his milk and waited for his elder sister for a while. When a car came, he took her to school on his bike.

They met Ding Yu halfway. He was riding very steadily, but slowly. Qiu Huoming also slowed down, "Fatty, you can't go this fast."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks. I am calm and steady. You are not like me, a young boy who is impatient and irritable..."

"Oh, your uncle scolded you a lot at home, and you said this very well."

"How do you know it was my dad who said that?"

"Your mother usually doesn't say anything, she just starts beating me..."

Ding Yu: …

The eldest sister sat in the back row, covering her mouth and watching the fun.

"Hongye, sit in my car and let Brother Ding Yu take you. Your brother's car is small, and the back seat is definitely not as comfortable as mine."

Ding Yu turned and asked Qiu Hongye.

"Big sister, don't pay attention to him, sit tight, we're going to get rid of him." Qiu Huoming shouted, and the big sister immediately grabbed the back seat of the car.

Qiu Huoming pushed hard and the car drove forward quickly.

"You have no moral principles..." Ding Yu's extremely angry voice came from behind.

We only have to attend half a day of classes today, and just like the office workers of later generations who look forward to the weekend, everyone’s spirits are obviously high.

Qiu Huoming had done the test papers that Gu Xiaoran had given him twice. He copied down some questions that were easy to make mistakes in and some typical questions on separate pieces of white paper. After returning the test papers to Gu Xiaoran, he gave the outlines he had copied down to her and Ding Yu respectively.

Ding Yu looked at the thick stack of papers he had listed with a bitter face, "Do we have to do all of them?"

“Not only do you do it, you also have to memorize some of it.”

Qiu Huoming said: "Otherwise, when Gu Xiaoran and I take off in the future, it will be too desolate for you to stay in Wucheng alone."

"Stop talking...Okay, I'll do it!" Ding Yu began to flip through the pages silently.

Qiu Huoming vaguely remembered that after the college entrance examination, Ding Yu came to see his original body and mentioned the composition topic of the Chinese language test to him, "Worry about the world before you worry about yourself, and be happy about the world after you are happy about yourself", but he was not sure, and in order to avoid suspicion, he listed several similar topics as alternatives for the composition.

This question is also mixed in.

Gu Xiaoran flipped through the outline he wrote. Qiu Huoming's handwriting was smooth and unrestrained, which was consistent with her impression of him.

The outline was quite long, so she read it slowly, gradually getting into it, and simply picked up the manuscript paper to start practicing solving the problems.

It was probably because the preliminaries in May were approaching, and everyone was very quiet in the morning class. Even when Teacher Huang was not peeking at the back door, everyone was reading on their own.

Even those with poor grades are like this, cramming at the last minute, what if they succeed? !

Ding Yu resisted the urge to take out The Legend of the Condor Heroes from his schoolbag. He flipped through the handwritten outline by Qiu Huoming, slowly calmed down, and began to answer the questions seriously.

Huozi was good to him, and he couldn't let her down.

The most important thing is that he didn't want to be abandoned too far by them. The thought of this scene was terrifying.

After school in the morning, Ding Yu and Qiu Huoming were not in a hurry to go home. Ding Yu was learning how to get on and off the bike in the playground, while Qiu Huoming was teaching Qiu Hongye how to ride a bike...

After learning for a while, Ding Yu simply joined in teaching Qiu Hongye. He was a beginner and had a deep understanding of driving for novices. After a while, Qiu Huoming was pushed aside and Ding Yu followed behind Qiu Hongye to protect him.

Qiu Huoming was happy to have some free time, so he simply started playing on the horizontal bar. His nutrition had improved recently, and his strength had obviously improved. He usually did push-ups at home because the space was small, and probably because he was light, he could do 50 in a row.

Doing pull-ups on the horizontal bar, after 10 in a row it became tiring. Qiu Huoming deftly did a pull-up and then turned over.

Ding Yu was shouting over there, "Huozi, go back, I'm starving."

"I'm coming."

Qiu Huoming walked over quickly.

The eldest sister pushed the bike, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Qiu Huoming and said, "Brother Ding Yu said there was a section where he didn't support me, I rode by myself!"

"Hey, that's great." Qiu Huoming touched her head and held the front of the car, "Get in the car, we're going home."

Ding Yu was winking at him over there, and Qiu Huo understood clearly.

"Let's go, Fatty."

The two cars drove towards the east of the city one after the other.

Just after he parked his bike at the door of his house and before he put down his schoolbag, he saw a postal bicycle stopped at the entrance of the alley behind him.

"Qiu Huoming, your letter!" the postman shouted at the top of his voice.

Qiu Huoming was startled and quickly ran over, "Comrade, I am Qiu Huoming."

The Qiu family doesn't have many relatives living outside the family, and they seldom receive letters, so the postman is not familiar with them.

The postman glanced at him and said, "A letter from the capital."

Qiu Huoming took the letter, glanced at the cover, and his heart began to beat wildly. It was a reply from Contemporary magazine.

Asking for...monthly ticket...

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