Hao Nanren was frightened by her, and took a step back with a smiling face: "Yes, Lin Zijin, we used to be fine, but isn't this graduation, let's plan for the future......"

"Hao Nanren!" Lin Zijin's tone was stern, and he couldn't control the volume from getting louder: "You and I don't have a future, my future has nothing to do with you!"

Hao Nanren was struck by lightning, and took two steps back: "But ...... before, it seems that he didn't officially say anything before?"

Lin Zijin was afraid that he would say something excessive, so he interrupted him with a fierce voice: "Hao Nanren, no matter what happened before, the past is in the past, and I don't want to have anything to do with you again!"

This guy's stalking kung fu is really powerful, it's like a hot dog skin plaster, and you can't pick it off when you stick it.

Lin Zijin knew that if he didn't give him a few cruel words, he was afraid that he would never give up.

The weather in August was extremely hot, but Hao Nanren seemed to be splashed with a basin of ice water with ice lumps, and his body and mind were painful and cold.

Looking at Lin Zijin's face full of frost and annoyance, he took two steps back in despair: "I...... I see, I'm sorry. ”

Lin Zijin turned around and left.

She felt a little pity for him in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it in her face and actions - this cousin-in-law in her previous life was too pestering, and she was afraid that he would climb up the pole and dare not show him a good face.

Lin Zijin ...... Lin Zijin ......"

Hao Nanren called her again, his voice much quieter, with a little weakness.

Lin Zijin stopped but didn't look back: "Anything else?"

"Let's still be friends in the future, right? I can still play with you, right?" Hao Nanren's voice was a little painful, and even a little begging: "I don't dare to ask for anything else, just ordinary friends, friends like you, Yin Xiuli, and Miao Wei." ”

Lin Zijin's heart softened, and she was about to agree to him, but thinking of this cousin-in-law's difficulty, she shook her head and left silently.

Didn't even dare to look back.

After such a delay, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching, and Lin Zijin's anger gradually dissipated, and he walked under the shadow of the roadside houses.

In front of the post and telecommunications office, and then there is the Red House Grain Station, thinking of the watermelon and cold boiled water at home, Lin Zijin's pace sped up a little.

At the entrance of the alley in front, Old Man Dai beckoned to Lin Zijin.

"Girl, where has this been?"

Lin Zijin turned around and replied with a smile: "Uncle Dai, I graduated, and I will return to school today to get my graduation certificate." ”

For more than half a year, she and Old Man Dai have also been acquaintances.

There are no outsiders in the mine, and almost all the locals know each other, and people like Old Man Dai are quite well-known.

A few years ago, in response to the call of the great man, cadres should be delegated to rural areas, factories and mines, and grassroots labor, and to be sent to mining areas to support production and construction in mining areas.

It is said that when they came, the mine held a very grand welcome ceremony, beating gongs and drums, and also wore big red flowers to these cadres.

However, after a few years, I stayed for a long time, and slowly it was like that, and some of the other cadres served in the mine as petty officials, and those who had a way to go back to Kyoto.

Because of his poor health, Dai Guoliang did not work in the mine, and I don't know if the relationship was not strong enough, and he did not return to Kyoto, so he lived in the mine.

The alley where Dai Guoliang's family lives is the only way for Lin Zijin to go to and from school, Lin Zijin often meets him, and the two are also familiar with each other.

The old man often had candy or peanuts and other food in his pocket, and he didn't eat it himself, so when he saw Lin Zijin, he stuffed it into her, and if he didn't accept it, the old man would blow his beard and stare at him, pretending to be angry.

Lin Zijin is not a stingy person, she accepts it generously, and often brings some home-steamed white bread or steamed buns to the old man, or home-pickled pickles and the like.

On several occasions when Dai Guoliang fell ill, Lin Zijin still ran back and forth to send him to the health center, and asked for leave to take care of him.

Dai Guoliang said that he was an old man, but he was actually not very old, and he looked like he was in his fifties, he stretched out his hand to Lin Zijin, his palm was upward, and his expression was intimate and casual.

"What about the graduation certificate, show me. ”

Lin Zijin happily handed him the graduation certificate.

Looking at a very rough small book, it is completely incomparable with the hardcover graduation certificate of later generations, this book is covered with a red plastic cover, and the first page inside is opened, and in the middle is a one-inch black and white photo.

On the photo without beautification, the girl is wearing a high ponytail, her bangs are slanted in front of her forehead, her chin is pointed, her eyes are bright, and she looks delicate and beautiful.

"Well, not bad......"

Lin Zijin thought that Dai Guoliang was praising his photo, and was about to be modest, but he continued: "These words are well written, and your school still has some talents." ”

Lin Zijin: ......

"Uncle Dai, I thought you were praising me...... Good grades!"

Dai Guoliang usually looks very serious, but he loves to laugh and be kind to Lin Zijin, Lin Zijin gets along with him very easily, the old and the young get along well, and sometimes make some harmless jokes.

"Well, the grades are good, but it's a pity, you can't be admitted to the university now, otherwise, you will definitely be able to get into a good university with this grade. ”

Old man Dai praised her twice, and suddenly asked, "Your father is Lao Lin of the grain station?"

Lin Zijin joked with him: "Yes, what's wrong Uncle Dai, you don't have enough food to eat, and you want to find my dad to 'go through the back door'?"

Most of the people who ask Lin Jiaming to "go through the back door" to do things are to buy grain, or they want to buy more if they don't have enough food, or they want to have a little more grain.

However, the ration of food for the decentralized cadres is relatively high, and the old man Dai should have enough food to eat.

Old man Dai really glared at her: "I can't find you a little hairy boy if I want to go through the back door." I mean, if you want to go to college, go back and talk to your dad and let him figure out how to run the relationship and recommend you to college. ”

Speaking of this, the old man Dai was a little excited, and felt that this method was feasible: "I have someone I know in Kyoto, and I will also think of a way to let you go to Kyoto to go to university." ”

Looking at Lin Zijin's indifferent look, obviously not interested in going to Kyoto to go to university, Old Man Dai bewitched her again: "Think about it, Kyoto is the heart of the motherland, and the universities there are the best, isn't it better than being a big collective worker in this small place?"

Most people in this era have a special affection for Kyoto.

For them, Kyoto is not only the country's premier metropolis, but also more sacred, a symbol of the country.

Lin Zijin's goal is also a university in Kyoto, but she has her own success in her heart, but she doesn't plan to let her father help her run the relationship to find a recommendation index.

"I am a brick of the revolution, and I will move it wherever it is needed; revolutionary work is the same, there is no distinction between high and low; whether I go to school or work, I will make contributions to the motherland!"

Lin Zijin said a cliché, looked at the old man's helpless expression with satisfaction, and then smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Dai, I just graduated, let's talk about it later......"

Halfway through her words, a voice in the distance interrupted her: "Zijin!"