At noon, Song Fengchen was the host and invited Teacher Zhou (a young woman) and the **** men to eat at the Friendship Hotel outside the school.

At the dinner table, Song Fengchen deliberately catered to it, and Teacher Zhou helped to liven up the atmosphere. Several **** men quickly put aside the grievances in their hearts and started a enthusiastic conversation with Song Fengchen.

This lunch can be regarded as a delight for the guests and the host.

Back at the office, Xu Shujian gave Song Fengchen a student certificate, which was just done this morning.

Song Fengchen touched the palm-sized piece of paper with a slightly complicated expression. He didn't expect that someone who had never attended elementary school would one day be able to study in the highest institution in China!

-For school, he has always held an attitude of awe.

Xu Shujian pursed her lips and smiled under her eyes: "Okay, Song, I am full of class this afternoon, I am afraid I can't continue to accompany you, you have to find out the next thing, but I will find it for you before then. A guide."

As she was talking, a young woman in her twenties knocked on the door and walked in: "Mr. Xu, are you looking for me?"

Xu Shujian raised his head: "You are here just right." After that, he pointed to Song Fengchen, "This is Song Fengchen, the new student in the class as an auditor. You should take him to familiarize yourself with the school environment first."

"Okay, Teacher Xu." The young woman nodded.

At Xu Shujian's gaze, Song Fengchen didn't know what he meant, it was just for the sake of his face. After all, Xu Shujian is a serious university lecturer and a senior intellectual. As his husband, Song Fengchen can only enter the university by going through the back door with the qualifications of observing students. Knowing that by the students, it would be a little bit ridiculous.

In this regard, he could only reluctantly echoed: "Then thank Mr. Xu very much."

Out of the office, the young woman stretched out her hand: "Hello, classmate Song, this is Zhou Lan. Like you, I am also an auditor who majors in Russian."

"Hello, classmate Zhou." Song Fengchen stretched out his hand and shook her, and then looked at Zhou Lan's familiar face, he paused: "Classmate Zhou, you and Teacher Zhou?"

Zhou Lan smiled and said, "Ms. Zhou is my eldest sister."

Song Fengchen nodded and said nothing more.

In the next two hours, Zhou Lan led Song Fengchen around the Capital University and gave him some popular science.

"The students we were listening to came in because of the teacher's relationship, so as long as the students didn't do too much, the teachers were generally treated equally. But the students in the class who were officially admitted by the school through the college entrance examination are different... "

"Of course, most of the classmates are kind, and only a few of them may not be used to us... But this is also forgivable. After all, our identities are different. We robbed them of their educational resources first. ."

"...There had been a fight between the auditor and the official student before. The reason was that the auditor occupied the seat of the official student without knowing it, and the official student ridiculed a few words, but the auditor was angry but gave up his mouth...Finally, the auditor took the seat of the official student. Even if he is expelled, no matter how good his grades are, and the formal student is just remembered to be a minor... the attitude of the school can no longer be obvious, so even if we audit students, even if they have the ability, they will never be easy to behave with their necks in school. Show the limelight, so as not to make people uncomfortable and cause trouble."

"The things in the school cafeteria are very cheap. One-third of steamed buns and one-fifth of sesame cakes. Vegetarian dishes are usually one dime. Meat-added dishes are more expensive. The price is usually no less than two dimes. However, the vegetable soup in the cafeteria is free. Yes, the seaweed soup tastes the best."

Speaking of this, Zhou Lan spoke for a while, looked back at Song Fengchen’s clothes, expecting that the other party’s family situation should be good, and they certainly won’t need these as they do. After being cramped, her voice changed: "In addition to these, there are still more in the cafeteria. For pure meat dishes such as steamed fish and meat slices, braised beef can be eaten a tablespoon for one yuan..."

While talking, Zhou Lan swallowed, obviously missing a certain smell.

Compared to free school, the government also provides monthly subsidies, bite the bullet and even pay back the money to the official students at home. The life of the auditors is much more difficult. In addition to the tuition fee of ten yuan per semester, the expenses for meals and renting are also a lot.

If it weren't for getting rid of the status of an educated youth, why should she embark on this road, so wronged herself.

She didn't have a job. She should eat and drink and rely on her elder sister's financial support. Her eldest brother-in-law passed away a few years earlier, leaving behind two elderly people and three children. Her elder sister's life was also difficult.

After all, she hasn't tasted meat for two months.

Fortunately, she did not live up to her elder sister's expectations, and her grades were excellent enough that she would be transferred to a formal birth next month.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lan's expression was lifted.

All the hardships come, but so.

"The school does not require self-study in the morning or evening, but students can go to the library to read if they need it. The library is not open to observers. If we want to enter the library, we must get a letter of recommendation from a professor so that we can do it. To the library card..."

Zhou Lan didn't know the details, and told Song Fengchen everything she knew.

In the end, she smiled and said: "In short, welcome Song to join the big family of Beijing University."

"Thank you." Song Fengchen verbally thanked him, and did not intend to do anything similar to the actual act of inviting guests to dinner. One is because Lei Feng's spirit is emphasized these days and he is not interested in this; the other is that people who are lonely and widow are seen and easy to spread. The bad things come.

After separating from Zhou Lan, Song Fengchen thought for a while, turned around and went to Xu Shidao, asked him to help get a bicycle ticket, and then went to the department store and bought a bicycle for one hundred and sixty yuan.

But when he didn't want to get home soon, he happened to ran into Guo Bingsheng who got off the bus.

"Mr. Guo, why are you here?" Leading people into the house, Song Fengchen went directly into the kitchen. When he came out again, he had a pot of tea in his hand, and then he poured a cup for Guo Bingsheng and himself.

"The houses that were returned to me above have been cleaned up." Guo Bingsheng picked up his tea bowl and took a couple of sips.

He happened in June 1966. Four months later, he was exiled to Yuexi Village. All of his family properties were confiscated. Among them, there were more than a dozen properties. Twelve years have passed.

These confiscated properties are given priority to poor people without housing in accordance with the policy. It is conceivable that those houses have been ruined in the past ten years.

The staff of relevant departments begged grandpa to tell grandma. It took more than a month to invite out the residents of the seven houses that Guo Bingsheng designated to return. It took Guo Bingsheng another month to put these houses out. Reluctantly tidy up.

so?

Song Fengchen put down the tea bowl in his hand.

Guo Bingsheng took a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table, pushed it in front of Song Fengchen, and motioned him to open it.

Song Fengchen glanced at Guo Bingsheng, took the piece of paper and opened it, but it was a brand new real estate certificate with the official seal of the Beijing Revolutionary Committee on it.

He looked up: "This is?"

"For you." Guo Bingsheng said.

"No." Song Fengchenguo refused subconsciously.

"Listen to me," Guo Bingsheng interrupted Song Fengchen's move to push the real estate certificate back, and only said: "In my life, the first half of my life was rich in clothes and food, and was extremely extravagant. Once in trouble, it was like a bereavement dog. After living in Yuexi Village, I was supported by Lao Wei and Lao Liu, and I didn’t think I was a hindrance. I couldn’t do anything, and it would only be a disservice. Second, I was pulled back from the hands of Lord Yan by Zheng’s superb medical skills. Thirdly, Brother Song relied on righteousness to save money. Without you, I might have died a long time ago; fourthly, Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhao Gao Yiboyun helped me clean up my grievances."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where Guo Bingsheng is today. The life-saving grace is as heavy as a mountain, and I can get it right now. If Song Xiaoge refuses, I will feel uneasy!" Guo Bingsheng said bluntly.

"You can't say that..." Song Fengchen tried to argue.

Guo Bingsheng interrupted him directly: "It's not just you, but Mr. Wei also has them, and they have already accepted it."

Song Fengchen was taken aback, no wonder Guo Bingsheng wanted to return to the seven houses in one go.

After hesitating, he looked at Guo Bingsheng, whose eyes were like torch, then looked at the real estate certificate on the table, and said solemnly: "Since Mr. Guo has said so, then I should be respectful."

"It should be." A smile appeared on Guo Bingsheng's face.

Sending away Guo Bingsheng, Song Fengchen thought for a while, and stuffed the real estate certificate into the closet. In a short time, he was afraid that he would not have time to take care of these trivial matters.

The next day, he followed Xu Shujian to Beijing University.

After receiving the book, Song Fengchen found a 78-level Russian professional classroom, and opened the door to see that there were already quite a few people in it. The crowd was divided into two groups, with a row of empty seats in between.

In accordance with Zhou Lan's rules of sitting in the front row for formal students and sitting in the back row for observing students, Song Fengchen casually picked an empty seat in the last row to sit down.

But he didn't notice that a young man sitting in the front row turned his head inadvertently, and when he saw him, he had a horrible look on his face.

After four consecutive classes, Song Fengchen, who originally thought that he might be dizzy by the textbook, unexpectedly kept up with the teacher’s rhythm. This is a good start. Song Fengchen’s sadness in his heart is swept away. And light.

Just as he packed up his textbooks and was about to find Xu Shujian for lunch, a male voice suddenly heard in his ear: "Who is Song Fengchen? Teacher Xu wants you to visit his office."

Song Fengchen turned his head, the person who passed the message was a bit familiar, but it was not the stubborn young man he saw in the office yesterday.

Ban Cuntou obviously recognized him, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. He asked, "You are Song Fengchen."

Song Fengchen nodded.

And then the back board Cuntou repeated what was said just now.

"I know." Song Fengchen stood up immediately.

When he got outside the office, Song Fengchen knocked on the door.

Xu Shujian who heard the sound turned around, saw Song Fengchen, and said: "Song Fengchen, Zhou Lan is missing."