Chapter 22 twenty one

Sure enough, that hard-earned money is not easy to earn. Since arriving in Sweden, Zhiyun's cold has not been better.His throat was itchy all the time, his nose was blocked, and his movements remained unchanged for eight hours a day from morning to night, which made life a burden and no fun at all. I always heard about part-time jobs, and when I really started working part-time, I realized that it was not as simple as it sounds, and the feeling was really uncomfortable.Zhiyun complained to Jinghui with a sad face. This job may be too hard for you, but I'm okay, for the sake of money!There is nothing you can't bear.Jinghui didn't care.She has been living a very satisfactory life, but when it comes to paying wages, she can't close her mouth with a smile. When she comes back at night, she will settle the bill. A piece of white paper is full of numbers, such as how much is the top fee, how much is the reserve for opening purchases, how much is the advertising The fees are all related to opening restaurants.

It's strange, why can't I stand it when you can bear it?You see, I have had a stuffy nose and a bad throat since I came here.As Zhiyun spoke, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose, coughed twice and cleared his throat. What's so strange, you are more delicate than me!She is so fragile, like Lin Daiyu.Jinghui giggled. Here we go again, you are such an annoying person, my throat and nose are so sad, and you still make fun of me.Zhiyun glared at Jinghui.She is not interested in the description of delicate, but Lin Daiyu's title makes her even more disgusted.Because she remembered what Jiang Xiaofeng once said: In today's society, the kind of girl who recites poems and fills in lyrics, doesn't care about things outside of her body, and just wants to be a delicate young lady is tantamount to a waste of the times. outdated.

You can go see a doctor. Work has to go on. It’s not good to be so sad all the time.Jinghui said.Looking at Zhiyun's straight little nose, which was so rubbed that her skin turned red, she felt so pitiful. No, seeing a doctor costs money.Zhiyun immediately refused. We have labor medical insurance, free of charge. Oh, so!Then I'll go and have a look!Zhiyun went to the hospital with her work card, and the doctor who saw her was a doctor with white hair, eyebrows, and flushed face, who looked like an old birthday star. It's too cold in the freezer, and your adaptability is not strong enough.I'll give you some ointment, rub some if your nose is blocked.The old birthday star said with a smile.

Am I not suitable for this job? That's too bad, you must be from a hot climate, don't you? Yes, I am from Taiwan. ah!Taiwan, Formosa.Yes, I read a report in the newspaper that the people there live well and the scenery is beautiful.The old doctor said with interest.Ask again: Is there anyone in your family there? My family was there, parents, brother, sister, and many relatives and friends, I miss them so much.Doctor, you don't know what a lovely place Formosa is, with abundant produce and a good climate, not even cold in winter.The old doctor was as kind as a doting grandfather, and Zhiyun couldn't help expressing his nostalgia.She never dared to write these words in the letter to Jiang Xiaofeng, for fear that it would cause him to bring up the matter of going back.

I believe so.I miss you so much, why don't you go back and have a look?The old doctor raised his long white eyebrows and asked with concern. It's too far away, and the travel expenses are too expensive. As students, we don't have the ability.Zhiyun said frankly. It's quite a long way, but you'll be back soon after finishing your studies, won't you?I've been in the US since World War II and can't stand thinking about Sweden, man!It always felt wrong to leave my place, and I just thought that I must come back.But I had a very good business at that time. After thinking about it, I just couldn't make up my mind to really come back.Once I saw a doctor for an old Jewish man. He had cancer, which could not be cured, and he knew it himself.But he was not afraid of death, so he just told me: Doctor, please don’t let me die immediately, let me live a few more days, and die when I return to Israel.I don't want to die here, it's cold to be buried in a foreign land.As a result, he did not die until he returned to Israel.Because of his story, I am determined to come back, and I don't want to die in a foreign land, it must be very cold.The old doctor blinked his eyes with white eyelashes a few times as he spoke.

Zhiyun looked at the white, white and red face, as happy as an old child's face, and said awkwardly after a long time: Are you back and satisfied? Of course I am satisfied!This is my own place!Fallen leaves return to their roots, my roots are here!When Zhiyun was about to leave, the old doctor said to her in a very friendly way: Hailana, I think you miss home very much, don't get bored by this little thing, young people want to be happy.If the medicine given to you doesn't work, come to me again. Although the old doctor was so kind and amiable, and Zhiyun's nose had never been healed, she never went to see him again.The reason is that after hearing what he said that day, I came back with a lot of thoughts and conflicts for no reason.She didn't want to trouble herself any more, she would rather endure the stuffy nose than go to him again.

After Jinghui got off work, she would meet up with Yang Wenyan as usual, go shopping together, or watch a movie, sit in a cafe, afraid that Zhiyun would be lonely, Jinghui always dragged her along.After making light bulbs a few times, Zhiyun felt that she couldn't continue to be so ignorant. Later, Jinghui called her again, but she refused on the grounds that she wanted to stay in the dormitory to read.The two Austrian girls who lived with her always went in and out together, inseparable, and Zhiyun couldn't get in.She had to really stay in the dormitory and read. Zhiyun brought a lot of books, which he originally planned to read in his spare time.But after arriving here, she realized that everything was not as ideal. It turns out that the excessive loneliness can disturb people even reading books.

In the days as boring as being trapped in the desert, waiting for letters has become a major event in Zhiyun's life.When she came back from work every day, the first thing she did was to check the mailbox. If she got a letter, especially a letter from Jiang Xiaofeng, she would feel like her day was refueled, and her life would be particularly vigorous.I talked a lot, and I laughed, and I didn't feel that the work was unbearably boring.What if the expected letter doesn't come?The days seemed to be painted with a thick layer of gray, which looked gloomy and dull enough to suffocate her, and the work of shoveling peas with a small shovel became a torture.

Zhiyun received two letters from Jiang Xiaofeng almost every week.His letter was nothing more than saying how he missed her, how he was actively working on his thesis, and some trivial things in his life.Every time she reads the letter, her emotions are very complicated.Congratulations and happiness, but also some inexplicable disappointment.She felt that the content of those letters could not fill her longing heart, between the lines, it seemed that she was hiding something, dodging something.It doesn't look like Jiang Xiaofeng's letter. She remembered that during the three months of working in the Shanshang Nursing Home last year, Jiang Xiaofeng also wrote many letters to her.How passionate and sincere those letters were, how beautiful the words were, and what kind of touch they had given her!He's been open about his feelings, his thoughts, his ambitions, his faith in creating his own voice.Of course, he also talked about their shared future.His letters are as radiant as others, sincere and bold.Now every time she reads his letter, she always thinks of the look on his face when he saw her off at the station that day, he was so depressed and listless.

Zhiyun and Jiang Xiaofeng made an appointment in the letter and made a long-distance call. Dajiang, how are you? That's it, pretty good.How did your voice change? I have a stuffy nose and the freezer is too cold.A little cold.I think your voice is different too.Zhiyun said with a smile.She has always been used to Jiang Xiaofeng's thick and hearty voice, so she feels that he is weak now and it is not pleasant to her ears. Yeah?I don't think so at all.Jiang Xiaofeng also laughed.Zhiyun was nervous and felt that this laughter was not like his. How is the progress of the dissertation?

The pen has already been written, and we have to work harder. Dajiang, I have confidence in you, you will definitely do better than others.But don't work too much, take care of your body.Zhiyun never forgets to encourage. I know.Jiang Xiaofeng took a breath, and said faintly: Zhiyun, I miss you so much.when will you come back Soon, I will be back in another month.Dajiang, let's find a way to come together next year, shall we?I see Yang Wenyan and Liao Jinghui together every day, and I'm so envious. next year?You have a stuffy nose this year!Want to go next year? A blocked nose is a trivial matter, for the future The two of them didn't want to let go of the phone, and talked for thirty or forty minutes.They all carefully avoided talking about going back or staying behind. Zhiyun didn't ask whether Jiang Xiaofeng was still creating our songs?Jiang Xiaofeng himself didn't mention a word.Putting down the phone, Zhiyun found that her mood was not as relaxed as she imagined, on the contrary, it seemed to be heavier.She vaguely felt that there was a shadow between Jiang Xiaofeng and her.When they decided to go back to the country together, she felt the existence of this shadow. Now that they decided not to go back, it still exists stubbornly, and it has not shrunk in the slightest. Yang Wenyan and Liao Jinghui calculated the capital for opening the restaurant every day, and Zhiyun calculated the date of returning to Germany every day.Her mood is like an accurate watch of cold and heat, rising day by day as the date of returning to Germany approaches.It was the first time for her to earn so much money with her own labor, and she was quite complacent.A week before leaving, I went shopping with Jinghui and bought gifts for my family in Taiwan. Of course, Jiang Xiaofeng's was also indispensable. She bought him a Nordic-style sweater.The box has long been impatient, and it was packed three days earlier. They had planned to leave early Saturday morning.But after finishing work on Friday afternoon, I suddenly found that there was an express train heading to Stockholm. If the car arrived on time, I could catch the direct express train to Hamburg.So after the three of them discussed it, they went back to pick up their things, and hurriedly got on the train to Stockholm. The car arrived on time, and the direct train to Hamburg was waiting there, and it was still more than ten minutes before it left.Maybe it was because of the late time, the car was very empty, and they found an empty car very smoothly. The carriages of this train are not the steerage style, but small rooms one by one. The first-class carriages have soft sofas, and each carriage has six seats.In the second-class carriage they sat in, it was stipulated that eight people could be seated, and the chairs were relatively hard.If people are full, the air in the small room will be so stuffy that people will feel dizzy. Sitting for a long time will inevitably cause pain in the waist, and walking long distances is even more tantamount to suffering.Now the three of them occupy a single carriage, sitting comfortably, and no one else listens to them. They have complete freedom of movement, which is equivalent to sitting in a box.The three of them felt very relaxed.Oops, Yu Zhiyun lost a lot of weight, so how can I explain to Da Jiang when I go back?Yang Wenyan looked at Zhiyun, deliberately making a difficult expression. snort!Let's see who is thinner between the two of us!Zhiyun said with a smile. I lost four kilograms, and I felt too fat even in my clothes.This is exactly what Liao Jinghui wants, she always thinks I'm fat and tells me to go on a diet!Yang Wenyan blinked at Jinghui his eyes with dark bags.Due to overtime work and lack of sleep, his lower eyelids are always dark recently. I told you to go on a diet because I was afraid that your heart would be bad if you got fat.Didn't tell you to work hard to lose a few kilograms.Jinghui said. Can you lose a few kilograms without getting tired doing this kind of work?It's really not easy for us to earn this little money, it can be regarded as hard-earned money.Yang Wenyan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and let out a long breath. Are you coming next year?The calculation in Zhiyun's heart is that next year Jiang Xiaofeng will come with him. Maybe we won’t come again, but this time we earned more money than we expected. Liao Jinghui’s father promised to lend us another 10,000 marks, and the restaurant will be opened when we go back.A happy smile appeared on Yang Wenyan's tired face. The restaurant just opened?I'm so happy for you.Zhiyun was a little envious, but also really happy for them.Where there is a will, there is a way! Our business has nothing to talk about, it’s just finding a way to make a living, and it cannot be compared with Da Jiang’s big plans.Fortunately, I am very open-minded, life is too short, why should I be so serious?And the year of Li Zhi has come, it is still important to start a family and start a business.Yang Wenyan still had that lazy look. oh!Are you getting married?Zhiyun was quite surprised, and looked at Jinghui with questioning eyes. Don't look at me like that, I didn't mean to hide it from you, we just decided last night.Jinghui thought that Zhiyun was going to question her, so she hastily defended herself. Seeing Jinghui's anxiety, Zhiyun couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and said teasingly, "When is the wedding?"bride. I said it would be best in November, because she wanted to be in time for Christmas.Yang Wenyan said. In fact, I don't even want to rush Christmas, I want to wait until next spring.It's so cold in winter that it's inconvenient to wear a dress.Jinghui looked at Yang Wenyan complaining. Don't wait, when the restaurant really opens, I have to do everything by myself, there is still time to get married.What does the dress matter? You are marrying me, not the dress.The outer kit coat is enough!What's the inconvenience! If you dare to say another word, I will cancel the original proposal.Jinghui widened her eyes again. Okay, even if I didn't say anything, we still maintain the original proposal, okay?Do you think your parents will come?Yang Wenyan smiled with a good temper, and shook Jinghui's hand. Who knows luck, I think at least my father can come, he has long said that he wants to visit a foreign country.Jinghui stopped being loud and grand, her tone became very gentle, and she smiled at Yang Wenyan. You are married, Jinghui still learns music, right? I own my restaurant and she goes to her music school, there is no conflict at all, of course she still has to get that diploma.But soon, I think she should graduate next year.Yes or no?Liao Jinghui? I hope to graduate next year, but I'm not sure.Jinghui shrugged. It doesn't matter if you don't graduate next year, the problem is that there will be no children for the time being. Yang Wenyan knew that he had slipped his tongue, Zhiyun was inconvenient to hear it, so he quickly stopped talking.But Jinghui was already flushed with embarrassment.Blame Yang Wenyan and said: what's wrong with youWhat are you talking about? Yang Wenyan didn't say anything, just smiled awkwardly.So Jinghui's anger also dissipated, and the two discussed the wedding again enthusiastically.Where and who are you going to invite?How many posts to make.Which priest presided over the church ceremony?In a short while, the wedding was planned, and then the steps to open the restaurant were discussed. When we first started, we had to do it all ourselves, otherwise how would we make money?For example, I am a manager and a buyer, and when necessary, I am also a waiter.And you?Manage the wine cabinet and collect the bills.Yang Wenyan stared at the dim light on the roof of the carriage, thinking about it. Isn't Mrs. Wu collecting the bill now?Jinghui asked. When I took over the restaurant, the first thing I did was ask Mrs. Wu to walk. She needs to pay more than 1,000 marks a month. How can we afford it?Don't forget your father's 10,000 marks. We can't delay it for too long! Do you think Boss Song will lower the top fee a bit? Won't.It is good not to add it.Yang Wenyan yawned. So the two talked a lot of numbers, how much this fee is, how much that fee is, and the wedding expenses are borne by Jinghui's parents, so they don't have to be counted. Zhiyun just listened quietly, unable to get in a word. The drive was too long, and the night was very late. Although Yang Wenyan and Jinghui were in high spirits, they sometimes said they were tired.As soon as the train left the Swedish border, the two fell asleep head to head, and Yang Wenyan snored slightly. Seeing Yang Wenyan and Jinghui sleeping so soundly, Zhiyun was very envious, and closed his eyes and leaned against the corner of the chair, hoping to sleep for a while, but when he closed his eyes, his thoughts seemed to become more active, and too many questions were spinning in his mind Back and forth, with Jiang Xiaofeng, academics, promises and responsibilities to the family.Last time, my mother sent a lot of complaints in her letter, annoyed that my eldest brother Ling Yun is worthless. What hope does a man have for chewing on ancient books?He will be graduating next year, so you have to find a way to get him abroad anyway.Others start from scratch when they go to a foreign country, and Ling Yun can of course do it too.You have been abroad for almost two years, don't you even have a close friend?Yun'er, you have to learn to be more realistic, and you can consider lifelong affairs when you meet people with similar conditions.If you go on wasting year after year like this, your youth will be wasted, my mother said.Judging by her tone, it seems that as long as she goes abroad, no matter what she does, she will be more promising than in China.But it was so easy to start from the beginning, if she saw Xie Jinchang, it would be a different idea, right?Mother told her to find a way to get Ling Yun abroad anyway, what could she do?At most, she will come to Sweden to do hard work again, but even if she is exhausted from working, she will not have the strength to support an international student to study! It's not that she hasn't explained these situations in the letter, but no matter how they say and how they explain, their thinking remains the same, and they always say these words. Fortunately, there was an upright Zhengyun, so that the mother was full of complaints and resented that the eldest son was not as good as others, but also had times to feel proud.Listening to the radio last night, Zheng Yun was admitted to the Physics Department of National Taiwan University as his first choice.Mother's pen can't hide her pride Zhiyun thought about it, but she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she simply opened her eyes. Yang Wenyan and Jinghui slept deeply, as if the collapse of the sky would not disturb them.Perhaps it was three months of hard work, which made them too tired!Zhiyun looked at Jinghui and then at Yang Wenyan, with an indescribable sympathy in his heart, as well as some uncontrollable emotions. She remembered the days when she was a classmate with Jinghui when she was a child. At that time, Jinghui always dragged a pair of broken shoes, and she would go barefoot if she was not.Her mother, with her sister on her back, set up a rice noodle stall at the entrance of the alley at dawn, while her father, wearing an old blue cloth trousers jacket, stepped on a dilapidated old bicycle covered in rust. Working, a family of four squeezed into a room with only four tatami mats.It can be regarded as the lower class and the poor.At that time, my mother looked down on the Liao family and repeatedly forbade her to play with Jinghui.As a result, Jinghui's father, Liao Huowang, has become an industrialist in just over ten years. He not only lent his daughter 10,000 marks to open a restaurant, paid for her wedding expenses, but also traveled abroad.And her parents will never have this ability, all their hopes are pinned on her instead, can she give their parents what they hope for?Maybe one day they will be completely disappointed!They will definitely not accept Da Jiang, definitely not.well!Da Jiang, how much she misses him, how she longs to see him!Zhiyun fell asleep in a daze under the shaking of the train When the train boarded the ferry across the sea, there was a violent jolt that woke up all three of them. It's dawn!Yang Wenyan was full of energy again, obviously rested well. Did you sleep for a while too?Jinghui faced a small mirror and asked Zhiyun while combing her hair. Zhiyun nodded, but did not speak.She had slept soundly just now, as if she hadn't fully woken up yet, in her sleepy eyes, she was looking at the boundless ocean outside the window. It was just dawn, and the sea was immersed in the dim twilight, and it was not too vigorously turbulent. Some waves swelled up for a while, and some foam burst out for a while. I was bored, and it seemed that I hadn't fully woken up from my deep sleep.At the endless end where the sea and the sky are connected, there is a fog like smoke and fog, gray and heavy, with no trace of the morning sun at all. It looks cloudy again.Yang Wenyan had already gone to the bathroom to shave and wash his face, and came back, stretching his neck to watch the sky outside. I hope it doesn't rain when I get off the bus.Jinghui had finished combing her hair, picked up her toilet bag and called, "Yu Zhiyun, let's wash your face together." Zhiyun said yes, and took out a small plastic bag from his handbag. Huh!Why don't you carry a carpenter's box now?Jinghui asked jokingly. Too much trouble, how simple is this?Makeup is not that important.Zhiyun said and went out with Jinghui.In the aisle, Jinghui smiled and said: Yu Zhiyun, you have been poisoned by Dajiang, and many of your thoughts and actions are not like yours. Yeah?You have just been poisoned by Yang Wenyan!Zhiyun said without showing weakness.She also understood in her heart that many of Jiang Xiaofeng's thoughts had become hers. When they came back, Yang Wenyan was buying breakfast on the cart pushed by the waiter. I think I need a cup of coffee to pick myself up.What do you want?Want a cup of coffee too?Yang Wenyan asked. Who wants coffee?Just like drinking Chinese medicine.I want milk.Jinghui said. I want milk too.Zhiyun had tidied up again and sat down. After the cart pusher left, the three began to eat and drink. Isn't it nice that we poor people have a poor man's travel law?Yang Wenyan smiled with satisfaction, took a bite of jam bread, and took another sip of coffee. You are going to be big bosses, are you still poor?I am really poor.Zhiyun said. Don't be sarcastic, how many years have we accumulated for this little capital?If you run to Sweden for several years in a row, you will also become a big boss.Jinghui ate while talking. How can I become a big boss?The little money I make is not enough to live on.You have a scholarship to save the money you earn, but I can't.Zhiyun chewed the bread gracefully for a while, and said bitterly. Don't worry, maybe you will have a scholarship from this semester.Yang Wenyan said. Will I have such good luck?Zhiyun pursed his lips in disbelief.Since going abroad, her confidence has been declining day by day, and she always feels that any good luck and opportunity will not come to her, and only troubles are her inseparable friends! Why can't you have good luck?Yu Zhiyun, don't worry, it takes a while to be a student, just read the book and it will be fine.In two years after Da Jiang finished his degree, wouldn't you settle down?People like Dajiang will always have their day in the future.Jinghui comforts Zhiyun.While scanning Yang Wenyan with her eyes, she wanted to win his approval to prove that her opinion was correct.Unexpectedly, Yang Wenyan said without thinking: With Da Jiang's talent, it shouldn't be a big problem to get ahead.But he has to work hard on new western music. Don't people say that he is outstanding in this area?He shouldn't be doing any more Chinese music, what kind of tricks can he make out of Chinese music?To be honest, I don't know what kind of music we have in China.After he finished speaking, he shrugged and raised his hand again. Dajiang said that he wanted to create his own music just because there is no music that can represent him in China.Let every Chinese sing their own songs with their own voice.When Yang Wenyan said that, Zhiyun immediately defended Jiang Xiaofeng seriously. yes!This ambition is great, but it is too difficult. In my opinion, it can only be regarded as an ideal, and it cannot be taken seriously.Dajiang's artist personality is too strong, if he had paid more attention to reality, he might have already achieved fame and fortune by now.His temper is also unbearable. Once I persuaded him so much, he was still angry with me!Yang Wenyan smiled and shook his head.He said again: He can't listen to what our friends say.He listens to you, Yu Zhiyun, you need to persuade Da Jiang more.Those who know current affairs are heroes, and people can't get away from reality. Of course, people are always people, how can they be divorced from reality!Zhiyun said sullenly that he was already preoccupied. He knew that Yang Wenyan's words were true, but he couldn't help but protect Jiang Xiaofeng and said: Dajiang has changed his mind now, otherwise he wouldn't actively study for a degree and stay. Intend. A hero is sad for a beauty!Dajiang has changed a lot!It was all influenced by Yu Zhiyun.Jinghui teased Zhiyun and said.well!No matter who he is influenced by, he always hopes that Dajiang can be a little more realistic.He is talented, and if he could give me a tenth of it, I would be overjoyed.Yang Wenyan said it both seriously and haha. The car climbed ashore and crossed the sea, and then went ashore again. It was after two o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in Hamburg. The sky was always overcast and overcast, and the journey was unbearably long. The three of us looked very tired and had no interest in chatting. up. The car to Munich has to wait for more than an hour!You two go to the station restaurant and get something to eat!I'm looking at luggage here.Yang Wenyan was sitting on a bench on the platform, with several boxes beside him. Let's go eat, what do you do?Jinghui asked with concern. Bring me something, I still have fourteen or fifteen hours to go!You must have a meal.Yang Wenyan said. You two go eat, I'll check the box.Zhiyun said. no no.You go, I'm here to watch.Yang Wenyan waved his hands anxiously. Zhiyun had no choice but to go with Jinghui.They came back after eating, and it was still early to leave the car, so Zhiyun looked at the box, and Jinghui went to eat with Yang Wenyan.After eating hot food, the spirits of the three of them lifted a lot. After getting on the bus to Munich, no one was interested in saying anything. The three of them were all sleeping on the back of the chair, and even Zhiyun slept soundly. Only when they woke up occasionally, they felt a little excited at the thought of meeting Jiang Xiaofeng soon. , It will take a while to fall asleep again. The next morning, I arrived at the main station in Munich after 7 o'clock. According to Yang Wenyan's description: I was as tired as a bear.But no matter how tired they are, they always come back, and the three of them are rich in money, and happiness replaces everything. Yu Zhiyun, did you tell Dajiang to pick him up?We arrived ten hours earlier than originally planned, should I go to Dajiang later?When leaving the station, Yang Wenyan asked. Dajiang is coming to pick him up, but you don't have to tell him, I'll go back to the dormitory to settle down and find him by myself.Zhiyun said happily.Three months apart, she thought it looked like three years, thinking that the two were about to meet, she couldn't hide her smile. Zhiyun returned to the dormitory and ran into Miss Smith head-on. ah!Helena is back?How about Sweden?Like it?Miss Smith asked kindly.There were two large lines of laughter on the thin face. Very good, but the journey is too long. Zhiyun gave a general overview of the situation in Sweden.Miss Smith seemed to be amused, and nodded repeatedly.After Zhiyun finished speaking, she said: OK, you go up!Well!Helena, you have some letters which I put in the drawer of your desk. Zhiyun pushed open the door and saw a piece of bright sunlight shining on the open space in the middle of the room, and felt a burst of joy in his heart immediately.Back in her own room again, she felt very kind. Yingge was not there, Zhiyun thought she must have gone to work in the hospital.He opened the drawer of the writing desk, and sure enough there were five or six letters inside, including Chen Lingling and Zeng Manlin, one from Ling Yun, and two from domestic classmates.There was only one letter from the local area. Looking at the rows of black letters printed on it, it was a committee or something.What is this place?Why did you write to her?She opened the letter suspiciously, and took a look, ah!She almost cried out.It turned out that she had won a three-year scholarship. Will it be true?Zhiyun was so excited that his heart beat faster, and he couldn't believe that he would have such good luck.Quickly and carefully read it again, isn't it clearly written on a white paper with a typewriter?She can have a scholarship of 500 marks every month, and the time limit is three years. The scholarship is given by an overseas Chinese businessman. He stated that this scholarship is specially given to those who study Chinese culture or study subjects that are conducive to the development of Chinese culture. In this way, She came out to study Sinology, but she was right, it was helpful to the development of Chinese culture.This news is so good, so unexpected, she never dared to hope that such luck would really fall on her head, five hundred marks a month, for three years, she can continue to study without any worries .What could be more exciting than this news?She wanted to go to Jiang Xiaofeng immediately and tell him about it. Zhiyun washed his face and combed his hair, changed his clothes, found the sweater for Jiang Xiaofeng from the box, called a taxi, and went straight to Jiang Xiaofeng's residence.