CHAPTER XIII
Time flies so fast, a few years have passed, and in a blink of an eye, campus life is coming to an end, and Xiaoli is close to graduation.
One morning, Xiaoli and a few classmates went to the professor's house to ask questions about the key issues in the defense of their graduation thesis.
The professor is in his fifties, probably in his sixties, his hair is almost completely white, and the professor is very amiable, like a child to his students. The wife who has been sick all the year round at home has been bedridden, and the son's family is away from home and cannot serve the mother who is seriously ill in bed. The old professor was so busy that he almost dragged down his body.
In the early sixties, the professor's family was sent to the countryside, and only returned to school after the policy was implemented a few years ago. The professor is old, and his wife is not in good health, so she has almost no mobility. According to the national policy, sons can go back to the city with their parents to take care of them.
At that time, there were too many people returning to the city, and the units were overcrowded, and the resettlement work was difficult, and it was necessary to wait in line. The professor applied many times for his son's return to the city, but he didn't do it, and he kept delaying it.
The professor's housing is not large, beds and books, and some miscellaneous items, which take up most of it, leaving very little space. At that time, there were many tube buildings, and several families shared a kitchen, and housing difficulties were a common phenomenon.
The professor's wife has difficulty moving, lying in bed all the year round, washing clothes and cooking, and doing chores at home are all undertaken by the professor alone. The professor who is nearly sixty years old, his health is not as good as day by day, Xiaoli, who is a student, sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart.
Xiaoli and a few classmates walked to the door, and saw that the professor was busy with housework, he saw Xiaoli and a few people, got up and said; "What's the matter? Let's go into the house and talk about it. ”
Xiaoli saw the narrow room, full of books and sundries, and the professor's wife lying on the bed, she was a little dazed, and asked about the paper, but she couldn't say it.
Several female classmates hesitated a little, and hurriedly helped the professor tidy up the room, clean up the messy clothes, help the professor pick up his wife, and change the damp bedding. Xiaoli and the others were busy for a while, and after cleaning up the pause, they got up and said goodbye.
Leaving the professor's house, Xiaoli fell into deep thought. I thought to myself, the professor is nearly sixty years old, and in addition to teaching, he also has to take care of his seriously ill wife and children, which shows how difficult the professor's life is.
Xiaoli felt unspeakably sad in her heart, the professor's son was in the field and couldn't help, and the professor alone took care of his wife, so he had to exhaust his body.
Xiaoli pondered that she had to think of a way as soon as possible, and on the premise of not violating the policy, it was the best policy to transfer the professor's son back and reduce the professor's heavy burden.
Xiaoli thought that she definitely didn't have this ability, she should find a capable person, who should she find to help with this, Xiaoli thought about it and thought of Zeng Zhiyuan.
Zeng Zhiyuan was willing to help, Xiaoli had no bottom in her heart, so she could only try. When she went to find Zeng Zhiyuan alone, Xiaoli felt that something was wrong, but it was easy to misunderstand, so it was more appropriate to find a companion to go with.
Thinking of this, Xiaoli made an appointment with a friend in the same dormitory to find Zeng Zhiyuan. The two of them stood in the place where Zeng Zhiyuan had to pass every day, pretending to be casual, and greeting his classmates in the past.
After a while, Zeng Zhiyuan came over and saw Xiaoli waving to him, he stepped forward politely, and the three of them began to chat.
During the small talk, Xiao Liroom deliberately turned the topic to the professor and said; "Yesterday, a few classmates went to the professor's house, and the situation in their family was sad."
Zeng Zhiyuan asked; "What's going on with the professor's family? I heard that my wife is sick, it won't be as serious as you said, right? ”
Xiaoli's roommate said; "You son-in-law, you never go to the professor's house, and you don't care about the suffering of the common people."
Zeng Zhiyuan said; "Where do you say, I'm careless, not as careful and compassionate as your daughter, and I know how to feel sorry for others."
Xiaoli said; "Alright, alright, you two don't talk about it and get down to business, okay?"
Zeng Zhiyuan said; "If there's anything serious that requires my help, give the order."
Xiaoli glanced at her roommate and asked Zeng Zhiyuan; "Can you find a relationship and transfer the professor's son back?"
He hesitated for a moment and said; "I knew that you 'had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace', and since it was the professor's business, I would definitely do my best. However, this matter is not easy, and I am not too sure that it will be done. ”
Xiaoli said; "As long as you do it with all your heart, no one will blame you if you don't succeed."
Zeng Zhiyuan said; "With your words, I'll do my best."
Then, the three of them chatted a few more words, and when Zeng Zhiyuan left, the female classmate who accompanied Xiaoli said with praise and instruction; "Our classmate, who doesn't know that you have a wide range of ways and great skills, and you have to leave room to speak in front of us, you are too modest. However, don't forget to entrust you with the good news. ”
Graduation is approaching, everyone is very busy, some classmates are busy determining their relationship, sticking together all day long, and I am very busy; Some students work very their graduation thesis and are very busy; A male classmate with a good relationship, busy with a party, drunk.
University life is coming to an end, and it is about to leave campus and go out into society. The parting is imminent, and the students can't help but feel a little sad.
Looking back on the light and shadow of her college life in the past few years, the imprint left will be an indelible trace in Xiaoli's life.
Xiaoli was well prepared and defended her dissertation quite well, which was well received by the professors.
A few days before leaving school, a dormitory friend handed Xiaoli a letter, which was written to her by Zeng Zhiyuan, which was the only letter Xiaoli received from Zeng Zhiyuan.
The content of the letter is to the effect; In the past few years, he has made a lot of mistakes, done a lot of ridiculous things, and asked her to forgive Xiaoli if he hurt her, and so on a lot of kind words. What made him unforgettable was that Xiaoli made him re-understand himself, and for this, Zeng Zhiyuan expressed his special gratitude to Xiaoli. Finally, although you can't be lovers, you can always be friends, after all, classmates for a few years, there are still feelings, and they will often contact in the future, and attach his contact information with the letter.
After careful consideration, Xiaoli felt that it was better not to reply to the letter, so as not to cause extraneous complications and make everyone unhappy.
Later, Xiaoli returned to her hometown, and a classmate who had a good relationship with Zeng Zhiyuan came to Lingnan on a business trip, and Xiaoli warmly entertained him, he said during the dinner; Zeng Zhiyuan went abroad, whether he was studying abroad or doing business, Xiaoli didn't ask in detail.
The day of leaving school is getting closer and closer, and the students will go their separate ways, and dozens of people in the class will take group photos.
At the lunchtime, the professor asked Xiaoli; "The unit you've been assigned is good, why don't you go? It's a pity, I don't know what you think, don't you regret it at all? ”
Xiaoli replied; "My parents are close to old age and need someone to accompany them, and my two older sisters have long been married, although they are in a city, their work units are far away from their parents' homes, and they are usually busy and rarely go back. I'm the youngest in my family, and my parents will be sad if I don't go back. Saying goes; The old in the world are moving towards the small.
Xiaoli's words caused the professor to miss his son, I don't know whether to talk to Xiaoli or talk to himself, the professor muttered; "It's rare that you have a filial piety to your parents, and it's a family joy for your children and grandchildren to wrap around your knees, and it's time to go home to accompany them."
Xiaoli didn't know how to answer the professor, and remembered asking Zeng Zhiyuan to help with his son's affairs, she vaguely felt that she could do it, and said in a comforting tone; "Professor, everything will be fine, your son may be back soon."
The professor looked at Xiaoli, his face showed helplessness with bitterness, sighed, and said; "I hope so."
Xiaoli looked at the white-haired professor, her face was haggard, her heart was like pressing a stone, she was out of breath heavily, she silently picked up the wine glass, and she drank it in one gulp.
Xiaoli returned to her hometown and was assigned to a government agency, and the director of the office was a middle-aged woman. may be because of Xiaoli's father, who used to be the main leader of the municipal party committee, she is very good to Xiaoli and usually cares about her very much. Office work, no hard indicators, loose, drinking tea and chatting, ushering in the delivery, sending documents.
Xiaoli's major is not right, the professional knowledge she learned in college is not used at all, she has nothing to do all day long, she feels that she is messing around.
After graduation, for half a year, the contact between classmates was more frequent, and as time went by, the contact became less and less. Maybe it's because I'm busy with work.
A few classmates who have a good relationship have always kept in touch. Some students go abroad for further study, some go to the sea to do business, and some work honestly in the unit.
A few classmates lost contact with each other, as if they had evaporated from the world, and no one knew where they went.
One afternoon, the director called Xiaoli to the office, and as soon as she sat down, the director handed over a cup of tea and said; "Xiaoli, have you been working well lately? If you have any difficulties, don't have any worries, just tell me. ”
"Auntie, it's very pleasant, there is no difficulty." Xiaoli continued; "My colleagues are very good, and if I don't understand something, I'm willing to help."
"That's good, that's good." The leader speaks in habitual colloquial language.
When it comes to the office director, he is a very good person, never drags his feet, treats his work more rigorously, and is considerate to his subordinates. She is an old man, she is exquisite, the spirit of her superiors' instructions, her comprehension is in place, and she is innovative. He is lenient and strict with his subordinates, and has a very good grasp of proportion. Deeply appreciated by superiors and loved by subordinates.
If there is a mistake in the work of her subordinates, she will point to the end, never criticize in public, and can help you find out the reason for the mistake in time. Her self-explanatory style of acting, her subordinates are both afraid and respectful, the work in the office is well arranged, and her colleagues get along harmoniously with few contradictions.
The last thing she can tolerate is to tell right and wrong. Once, a colleague talked about another department leader and had an affair with a subordinate, and she heard it and was almost kicked out of the office. Afterwards, the colleague cried bitterly, made a profound review, and then gave up.
The only thing that the director nagged was to let his subordinates take the time to read more books, enrich their knowledge, and cultivate their self-cultivation. She used to say; The wind is upright and clear, which is the standard for measuring a unit, and in a small way, it should be the same as being a person.
"Why don't you speak?" The director asked Xiaoli.
"Auntie, are you looking for me?" Xiaoli said cautiously.
When Xiaoli first came, the director instructed her that in front of her colleagues, she could be called an official and an aunt in private.
"It's not a big deal, I just want to talk to you, how old are you this year?" The director asked.
"I'm twenty-two years old, and I'm twenty-three years old." Xiaoli replied.
"Is there a target?" The director asked.
"I'm still young, so I didn't find a partner." Xiaoli replied.
"It's not small, it's time to find a partner." The director said.
"Auntie, don't worry, let's talk about it in a few years." Xiaoli said with a red face.
"You're not in a hurry, parents should be in a hurry, am I right?" The director said.
"My parents nagged me a few times, and I was a little annoyed, and they didn't mention it anymore." Xiaoli replied.
"You can't think of your parents for nagging, they are all for your good, and parents all over the world are like this. I ask you, is there anyone you like? The director asked.
"Not really, Auntie." Xiaoli replied.
"Don't let your parents worry about marriage matters. If there is a suitable partner, settle it as soon as possible, and your parents will be relieved. The director said in a caring tone.
"Auntie, don't worry, you won't let your parents worry about it." Xiaoli replied.
When Xiaoli is difficult to cope, bang! Bang! A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two people, and Xiaoli took the opportunity to leave the director's office.