Chapter One Hundred and Four

In December of this year, a rare snowstorm befell Kunming.

The day after the heavy snow swept through Kunming, a minister of the Ministry of Education came to the United Nations General Assembly to give a speech.

All the students were summoned to the audience, shivering in the cold wind and snowflakes, and listening to the boastful talk of the people on the stage, their hearts were very unhappy. When the end of the show, Wen Jianning and the others, who were still warmly dressed, were all blue from the cold, not to mention the students who were in shabby clothes and even wearing single clothes.

Due to the repeated rise in prices and the lack of living conditions, many students had to pawn their winter cotton clothes and jackets a few months ago to fill their stomachs or buy books. I had planned to wait until I got through the temporary difficulties, and then try to make money to redeem the clothes. However, contrary to expectations, except for those classmates who went to run the Yunnan-Burma Road like Zhang Tonghui and made a fortune, the money earned by the vast majority of people doing part-time jobs is far less than the speed of soaring prices, and it is still difficult to fill their stomachs, let alone redeem their clothes.

Worst of all, the pernicious effects of rising prices have spread from students to professors.

As some of the top figures in various fields in this era, the professors of the United Nations University have always been courteous to people wherever they go, and their salaries and benefits have always been very generous. However, in the face of soaring prices, professors are gradually struggling, and they have privately found other jobs to make money to support their families. Some professors are good-looking and love to be high-minded, but they still grit their teeth and persist in it; some sell articles to make money, some go to home museums like their students, and some make a living by carving seals and selling paintings.

With the name of the professors of the United Nations University, their lives are always better than those of poor students.

But if prices continue to soar like this, I don't know how long the professors can support it, let alone how long other students and the people of Kunming can support it. Even if the savings he has saved in the past few years can cope with the next few days, Wen Jianning is not sure. Although she still has some money to spare, she still chooses to return to her old business and rewrite popularity.

In fact, Wen Jianning has not touched a long form for a long time, but she has long been familiar with the writing mode that specializes in dealing with young ladies and wives, and she can write almost without pause.

However, her hands were as red and swollen as turnips from the cold, and she could barely hold the pen. Zhong Hui helped fetch a basin of hot water for her to warm her hands, but as soon as her frosty swollen hand reached into the hot water, she only felt an itch in her heart. Ruan Wenyun said that this was the first time she had personally felt Du Fu's sentence that the cloth had been cold like iron for many years, even last winter was not as difficult as this year.

The dormitory with tin roof leaks, and when it snows, it is so cold that people shiver, and everyone does not dare to find a way to keep warm. They emptied the bottom of the box and piled all their clothes on the bed, but they still occasionally woke up from the cold during the night.

Although the inkwell is not yet frozen, the pen is easily clogged and the water is not smooth. Wen Jianning had to stop every time he wrote a paragraph, and slammed the pen a few times, and sometimes after the force passed, the manuscript paper would be thrown with speckled indigo marks.

Wen Jianning absentmindedly changed the dirty paper, and suddenly remembered Feng Yi who he met that night.

Now that more famous professors are competing with him for business, she thought, he may have a way to make a living. I hope that the aunt of the Lu family will not cause any more trouble, so that he can at least receive a salary in peace.

However, the more people are afraid of something, the more likely it is that something will happen.

A few days later, when she visited Mr. Wen's home, she unexpectedly learned that he and a professor in the Faculty of Science had recently been entrusted by a wealthy businessman surnamed Lu to go to his house to teach his children.

After Wen Jianning went back, he carefully recalled the details of when he met Feng Yi that night, at that time he still seemed to be wearing only a cotton robe, although it was not shabby, but it was obviously not enough to keep out the cold.

Thinking like this, her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

A few days later, on the way to the teahouse with Ruan Wenyun, who had just recovered from a cold, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Wenyun, I treat you as a good friend, there is a very important matter, I want to ask your opinion." ”

Wen Jianning hid all her complicated feelings about Feng Yi, and only told Ruan Wenyun that she wanted to help her friend.

Although the two sides have not communicated for a long time, Ruan Wenyun still has an impression of that Feng Yi. She was a little puzzled: "Since you are friends, if there is any difficulty, he can talk to you, and you can take the initiative to help her." ”

Wen Jianning didn't know how to explain the reason, so he had to say, "No, I don't want to have anything to do with that person, it's best not to let the other party know about it." ”

Ruan Wenyun finally understood, she probably took into account the other party's self-esteem and didn't want to directly ask for help. She bit her lower lip and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled: "It's better to find a way to find a family to help perform a play, hire him as the husband of that family, and pay him on time every month." ”

Wen Jianning didn't expect this roommate, who had always followed the rules, to have such an artistic idea, and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "This, this, it's too hasty." ”

Ruan Wenyun lowered his head and smiled: "What's so sloppy about this, as long as you hide it thoroughly, unless there is any coincidence, you will definitely not find out." Why don't you leave this matter to me, I know a connoisseur who can definitely handle this matter very well. ”

As she said this, a faint flush appeared on her face for some reason.

Wen Jianning didn't know why her face suddenly turned red, she just thought it was blown by the cold wind, and she didn't take it to heart.

However, as long as it is not debunked, it is indeed a good idea. Giving money to others will inevitably bring some taste of charity, but anyone who is a little noble will not accept this kind of food, it is better

At this point, she had decided to entrust this matter to Ruan Wenyun, and told her very solemnly: "Then you must keep your mouth shut about this matter and not let anyone know, especially Zhong Hui." ”

Ruan Wenyun glanced at her, with a faint smile in her eyes: "Don't worry, I will never let Zhong Hui know." ”

A few days later, Ruan Wenyun came to tell her that Feng Yi had been deceived by the person she invited to become a husband in a family.

The family had a son, and when he heard that there was such a good thing that the child could study with the teaching assistant of the United Nations University without having to pay for it himself, he agreed without saying a word, and the play was very successful.

Wen Jianning was finally relieved and completely let go of a matter of concern. They met once, in the past, she always owed Feng Yi a favor in big or small things, and now she can be regarded as repaying it in another way.

On the other hand, she discussed with Zhong Hui in private, although most of the students volunteered to participate in the posters, but now that the prices are so high and it is winter, some students are having a hard time, can they use the poster as an excuse to give them a little salary, at least support those people to survive this winter.

Zhong Hui naturally agreed.

They couldn't take care of more people, so they had to pay for some of their classmates who helped them take care of "Wildfire". Some students were embarrassed to accept it at first, but eventually accepted it.

Not long after this incident, they finally made it to the big test at the end of the year.

As soon as the exam was over, Wen Jianning and the others packed their luggage non-stop, first took the train, then transferred to the ferry, and after bumps and waves along the way, they finally set foot on Hong Kong Island again after a few days.

After not seeing each other for more than two years, Zhong Hui's parents are still as kind as they remember.

However, compared with the first time they met, Father Zhong's attitude towards her has changed slightly. He no longer just treats Wen Jianning as an ordinary female student, not only chatting about current affairs at the dinner table, but also listening carefully to her opinions, and solemnly inviting her to attend literary seminars: "I have some old friends who are very interested in you, you can rest assured, they are all very reliable people." ”

His tone was sincere and gentle, and he said the names of several of them, all of whom have been very famous writers and poets in China in recent years, and to a certain extent, several of them can even be called Wen Jianning's leaders in literary creation. They came to Hong Kong Island to escape the war, and they had a deep friendship with Chung's father, and they appreciated her article very much after seeing it.

Wen Jianning was in a trance for a moment, it turned out that unconsciously, she had come to this point.

But she still shook her head: "Not for now. ”

Although she may have a greater harvest when she meets these predecessors in the literary world, the main reason why she came back this time is for Zhong Hui's engagement, and she doesn't want to make any extraneous trouble. What's more, she has never been good at pleasing people, and sometimes she has some problems with being contemptuous of literati. In case you disagree with others after you go, and you offend others verbally, the gains outweigh the losses.

Although Father Zhong felt a little pity, he finally respected her wishes.

Zhong Hui and Jiang Xuwen's engagement was set in a small church, and only relatives and friends from both sides came to attend the engagement ceremony, and there were not many people. Although Wen Jianning is a junior, he also sat in the front row with Zhong Hui's parents.

It was a place where Zhong Hui could see it at a glance.

A young couple solemnly recited their vows and exchanged rings in the presence of relatives, friends and pastors on both sides, making the marriage contract. Only two years later, Zhong Hui graduated, and the two could officially become husband and wife.

After the engagement, because it was still early before the start of school, Wen Jianning and the others were not in a hurry to return to school, but stayed at home to eat and drink with peace of mind, after all, they could relax for only a few days a year.

Zhong Hui couldn't get out of bed every morning, Wen Jianning was better than her, and she could still get up on time, but she didn't work as hard as she did at school, and she read the lace tabloids after breakfast every day to pass the time, and the time of the morning slipped away unconsciously.

On this day, when she was reading the newspaper on the sofa in the living room as usual, the maid of the Zhong family suddenly told her that a guest had arrived.

Father Zhong has gone to work at the newspaper office today, and Zhong Hui is still sleeping upstairs. Wen Jianning, who had been regarded as a member of the Zhong family, had no choice but to greet the guests on his behalf, and at the same time asked the maid to hurry upstairs to call Zhong's mother down.

As soon as the visitor entered the door, Wen Jianning was stunned.

Isn't this person a student of the aviation school, why did he come to Zhong's house?

(End of chapter)