Once, Lin Nianhe just wanted to make money, make money, make money, and wait a few years to ride the wind and become a rich generation.

After meeting so many people and so many things, Lin Nianhe wanted to be a gardener and dig out the most beautiful garden for the flowers and bones of the motherland; She also wants to push the economy, and wants her little butterfly to bring more turbulent waves.

She has seen too many weak but powerful people, and she has also seen too much helplessness and sadness.

It was this era that healed her, and she should also repay Qiongju.

There is no one to say about her thoughts, so she can only prevaricate Dad Lin by posing as a cultural person who has read too much.

Dad Lin was so worried that his brows were twisted, and he persuaded her: "He He, I can see that the villagers here are very good, and the captain has been praising you, but you can't stay in the countryside all the time, right?" Don't you want to eat roast duck anymore? Shabu mutton? You don't eat jam tartes and sausages in Moscow restaurants either? ”

"Okay, take 10,000 steps back and say, you don't want to eat any of these, so you don't want to go home? If you look at where you live now, it's not convenient to take a shower, and it's cold...... Your mother bought you a light brown tweed coat and small leather shoes the other day, which look good! And the skirt at home, don't you wear it? ”

"Daughter, you are still young, and now you have a lot of enthusiasm, but this is the ninth winter, you have not been in good health since you were a child, and you can't get the best treatment when you get sick here......"

Lin Nianhe said slowly: "Ten years of drinking ice, it is difficult to cool the blood. ”

Lin Dad: "......! ”

Comrade Lao Lin was really anxious, and his voice was raised an octave: "Then you say, what do you want to do?" Have you been here all the time? ”

Lin Nianhe blinked, shrunk his shoulders and flattened his mouth, didn't speak, and looked at Dad Lin with blank eyes.

A pitiful look of frightenedness.

Dad Lin immediately regretted it.

He quickly got up, reached out and patted her on the back to give her a soothing, and coaxed in his mouth: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Dad is wrong, I scared you." ”

Lin Nianhe leaned on Lin's father's arms like a boneless, looked up at him and said, "Dad, I really don't want to go back to the city now, I am a teacher in school, and I don't have to work in the field at all...... Since the village school had only just opened, there was only one teacher for each grade, so I didn't want the children to come to school in the snow and wind, only to find that their teachers had escaped. ”

Dad Lin sighed and asked, "What about you in the future?" Could it be that you really plan to be a teacher here for the rest of your life? ”

Lin Nianhe tugged on Lin's father's sleeve and said seriously: "Dad, I want to go to university, not the University of Workers, Peasants and Soldiers, but the kind of university you studied." ”

Dad Lin looked at the tip of his heart, and his eyes were very complicated: "Your dad studied at the Army Military Academy back then. ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

I can't talk anymore this day.

Lin Xinjian's expression froze for a moment, and she began to sprinkle: "I don't care, I just don't go to the art troupe, I want to go to college, I want to be admitted to Peking University!" ”

The girl is messing around, and Dad Lin sighs.

"He He, the college entrance examination may not be resumed yet, you can't wait forever, right?"

A touch of cunning flashed in Lin Nianhe's eyes, and she stretched out three fingers to Lin Dad: "Three years, I'll wait for three years, if the college entrance examination hasn't resumed by then, I'll listen to your arrangement, okay?" ”

It is now the end of '75, and the resumption of the college entrance examination will be announced in October '77, the exam will be held in December of the same year, and the enrollment will be in March '78.

Lin Nianhe said that for three years, the main reason is that he doesn't want to be overly accurate in his prediction, so as not to arouse suspicion.

"This ......"

Dad Lin hesitated.

Now that the situation is changing rapidly, he is not sure when the college entrance examination will resume.

"Dad," Lin Nianhe saw that his expression was loose, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Even if it is empty in the end, I am just twenty years old, and everything is still in time." ”

She reached out and put her arms around Dad Lin's neck, shaking and coquettish: "You don't want your only daughter to have a lifetime of regrets, right?" ”

Dad Lin was hugged by his daughter, and his head was empty.

He patted Lin Nianhe's head melon and said, "Then go home and wait, you can also review well, and our family is not bad for you to earn that little salary." Besides, you can't open the village without it? ”

Lin Nianhe: "Don't say it, don't say it, the village school has to be dispersed without me." ”

Dad Lin: "......"

Dad Lin didn't believe it at all.

He saw it all last night, there are so many educated youths in the educated youth point, how can there be a lack of teachers?

Lin Nianhe snapped his fingers and added: "Not only will I have to disperse if the village is gone, but if I go back to the capital, Uncle Huang will have to stop if he wants to use the head flowers of the textile factory to export and earn foreign exchange." ”

Dad Lin: "......?" ”

As a person who aspires to be a rich generation, Lin Nianhe still has some experience in observing the situation.

For example, now, the only person who can help her convince Comrade Lao Lin to let her stay.

It is impossible for Li Da to be with them, and the captain always feels that the only way to be good to her is to send her back to the city; Su Yuncheng is even more impossible, he wishes that she would go back to the capital to live a good life when the wind can't blow and the rain can't get wet.

Only Uncle Huang -

"What are you talking about? Are these head flowers all painted by Lin Wazi? Don't bluff me! ”

Wang Xiao and Director Ji nodded in unison: "It was painted by Xiaolin!" And our headflower has signed a supply agreement of 30,000 per month with the provincial supply and marketing cooperatives! ”

They unanimously did not mention that Director Zhai had only signed for a month.

Minister Huang's eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Nianhe in disbelief, as if he had seen her for the first time.

Lin Nianhe took out the new samples made by Wen Lan and Aunt Zhao in the past two days, and said: "Uncle Huang, take a look at these hair flower samples, this is what I designed after I heard my father say that you want to sell hair flowers in the friendship store, the time is a little tight, I didn't have time to prepare suitable materials, you can make do with it." ”

Minister Huang took it and looked at it carefully, and nodded again and again: "That's right, when I received foreign guests, I saw that they were wearing similar clothes!" Son, how do you know this? ”

"I've read some books before, and that's what they describe." Lin Nianhe smiled innocently.

"Good girl, you girl is very fierce." Minister Huang sighed.

He put a few flowers on the table, turned his head and said to Dad Lin: "Binghui, can your son go to the Art Troupe and come to the Ministry of Foreign Trade!" ”

Dad Lin's brain hurts.

Also the Ministry of Foreign Trade? His daughter now just wants to be rooted in the black soil...... Well? Ministry of Foreign Trade? If you can coax Lin Nianhe back to the capital, it doesn't matter if he is the Ministry of Foreign Trade or the Art Troupe! Anywhere!

Dad Lin suddenly came to his senses, his head didn't hurt anymore, he looked at Lin Nianhe with burning eyes and asked, "He He, how about going to the Ministry of Foreign Trade?" With you Uncle Huang here, no one dares to bully you! ”

Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes: "Will going to the Ministry of Foreign Trade delay me from taking the Peking University exam?" ”

"No delay! When the college entrance examination is resumed, let Uncle Huang release him! Dad Lin was loud.

"That's good."

Lin Nianhe smiled like a flower.

The corners of Daddy Lin's mouth rose uncontrollably, and before he could laugh, he heard his daughter say again:

"But Uncle Huang, I'm still too young, I don't know anything if you put me directly in the Ministry of Foreign Trade! I think I should start at the grassroots level, so I might as well start with the foreign trade of textile mills! ”

Lin Dad: "......! ”

His daughter really wants to take root in the vast black land, and even the Ministry of Foreign Trade can't tempt her.