Zhen Zhen wrinkled her nose in annoyance: "Actually, I like Mr. Xu's course on the identification of historical relics. I have been taking it from him before, but I don't want to major in history or classical literature." Suddenly her eyes He looked at me with a bright look: "Sir, if you can major in more majors, can you help me with my studies? I want to major in economics and Spanish in French at the same time."

Forgot me looked at her and smiled suddenly: "You want to learn quite a lot, so you're not afraid that you won't be able to learn everything?"

Zhen Zhen smiled heartily: "I entered the best university in China, it would be a loss to learn more knowledge, I just want to learn more about what I am interested in, I don't care about diplomas or credits."

Forgotten nodded in agreement: "It's rare that after so many years, you have always been so motivated, but you don't think about English majors? I remember that I taught you for a year, and your sense of language is very strong and progress is very fast. "

Zhen Zhen grinned with a guilty conscience, she was an English major in her last life, and passed CET 8. Although she hasn't talked about it for so many years, it is still easy to pick it up. Now that you have mastered it very well, there is no need to waste time on it. If you have that skill, you might as well learn another language.

Seeing that Zhen Zhen insisted, Forgetfulness agreed to talk to the school for her, the two were talking, when Xu Mengguo, who was preparing for class, walked over with a lesson plan in between, he couldn't help but smile and asked Zhen Zhen: "I heard Xu Mengguo and Su Weiran said, you have been learning painting and cultural relic identification with them all these years, will you continue to learn in the future?"

"Definitely have to learn." Zhen Zhen nodded immediately, remembering that several of her teachers were full of admiration in their eyes: "I must learn the housekeeping skills of several teachers."

"Really?" A familiar voice sounded from behind, Zhen Zhen turned around abruptly, and saw Xu Mengguo standing behind her, looking at herself with an unhappy expression: "Little girl, I have been your teacher for so many years, I actually played missing, do you know how worried we are about you?"

Zhen Zhen smiled shyly and pointed to the next classroom: "Then what, Mr. Xu, should we go to class first? You can talk to me later when you have time."

When it was time for class, a few people couldn't talk much, so they forgot to see the two walking towards the classroom, and quickly said, "I'll call Lao Su and the others, and you will come to my house for dinner at noon."

Zhen Zhen only had one big class this morning, originally she planned to go to the library, but when she saw Mr. Xu talking about the identification of cultural relics, she followed into the classroom. Most of the applicants for the classical literature major were boys. Suddenly, a beautiful girl came in with the professor. All the boys turned their heads to look at her, then turned their heads silently, opened their notebooks, and looked at Xu Mengguo expectantly. As for the beautiful girl, it is not as attractive as the knowledge taught by the teacher.

In the past, Xu Mengguo taught Zhen Zhen in the mountains, mostly from the perspective of how to distinguish whether a cultural relic is true or false, but in school, Xu Mengguo paid more attention to the teaching of basic knowledge and theory of cultural relics, and only led them after the basic knowledge was solid. Get in touch with the real thing.

Zhen Zhen sat behind the other students, opened her notebook, and quickly recorded while listening to the class. Xu Mengguo also paid special attention to Zhen Zhen's expression during her lectures. If she saw something she was very interested in, she couldn't help but explain the content more deeply. The students who were full of dry goods didn't even dare to breathe aloud, for fear of leaking. One word misses something important.

Xu Mengguo didn't stop lecturing until the bell rang. After saying that, he started to clean up the lesson plan. The students stood up, feeling that they wanted to ask questions, but they knew too little about the relevant knowledge. Bian didn't know what to say, and scratched their ears and cheeks anxiously.

Seeming to understand their feelings, Xu Mengguo smiled slightly: "You are new to this course, so it is normal that you don't understand. You can go further when you learn professional history with the Department of History."

The students bowed to Xu Mengguo together, waited for him to leave the classroom first, Xu Mengguo walked to the door with the lesson plan, and when he turned around and saw Zhen Zhen still standing in his place, he couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "Come here quickly, go to forget me at noon dinner at home."

Zhen Zhen responded and immediately rushed over to help Xu Mengguo with the lesson plan, watching the two of them talk and laugh as they were familiar, the other students immediately envied them: "Is this the child of some teacher? You can communicate with the teacher at any time. Good question."

"I remember she's a journalism major?" A boy suddenly raised his head and asked, "I have to find out what her name is?"

Another student in his thirties rolled his eyes and glanced at him with a smile: "What do you do to find out the names of other female students?"

The boy said with a serious face before: "If you encounter something that you want to discuss with the teacher about professional content, can you ask her to help and talk to the teacher?"

A few older students who were already married at first glance laughed when they heard this, and the boy scratched his head in confusion: "Isn't it good? Then forget it." He said regretfully: "Only I will have the opportunity to communicate with the teachers again.”

Zhen Zhen didn't know that the boys of the same department were talking about her, at this time she followed Xu Mengguo to the ecstasy's residence in the Imperial Capital University. After returning home after forgetting himself, according to his request, Huaguo assigned him a small courtyard. The place is not big but very quiet. He has lived there alone until last year when the country resumed the college entrance examination. Imperial University extended an olive branch to him. Accepted the school's invitation with little thought. Because it was not convenient for him to forget his legs and feet, Imperial University arranged another place for him in the staff dormitory area of ​​the school, and lived next door to Xu Mengguo, who was also invited.

Following Xu Mengguo to the ecstasy courtyard, as soon as the courtyard door was opened, he heard laughter inside, Xu Mengguo immediately became happy: "Is this all here?"

Sure enough, as soon as the two opened the door, Su Weiran, a master painter, Zhang Renze, a master of Chinese medicine, Cheng Xuewu, a master of Chinese medicine, Xie Shurang, a master of Peking Opera, and Yan Baozhu, a famous Peking Opera and Kunqu opera artist, were all inside. Xu Mengguo pushed Zhen Zhen in and said with a loud laugh, "Look who is here."

Everyone immediately gathered around, and Yan Baozhu nodded her head coquettishly: "You little girl really has no conscience. If you don't see it, you will disappear, and I don't think everyone is in a hurry."

Seeing Yan Baozhu's beautiful face still looking like she was in her thirties, Zhen Zhen put her arms around her and smiled coquettishly: "Sister Yan, I was wrong, I'll invite you to my house when I look back and apologize to you."

"It's almost the same." Yan Baozhu smiled and pulled Zhen Zhen to sit down on the sofa. Xu Shiqi has already conveyed what Zhen Zhen said before, Su Weiran and the others really no longer mention the matter of thanking Uncle Zhen Zhen, after all, after that movement, they are not very willing to deal with the people above them, and prefer purely academic ones. Ambience.

After saying hello, a few people went to the kitchen to put the prepared dishes on the table, and even took out a bottle of wine and filled them all: "This is the first time we have gathered together since we parted ways the year before last, except for Zhen Zhen, everyone drank this cup full, congratulations on our reunion. Everyone brought up the wine, Zhen Zhen also raised the tea cup with everyone and drank it all.

Forgetful raised his chopsticks and said with a smile, "This is the dish we made with Lao Zhang. Let's try it out."

Xu Mengguo scooped a bowl of mushroom soup and took a sip, and praised: "It's still the same taste, I don't eat anything that tastes good when I leave our mountain nest, and I wonder when I can eat Lao Zhang's healthy dishes again. Today I borrowed it. The light of Zhen Zhen is gone.”

Zhen Zhen scrambled eggs with chopsticks and garlic sprouts. The garlic sprouts were made by myself and tasted especially delicious. After eating, it was inevitable to talk about the current situation, Yan Baozhu took a sip of soup and tilted her head to look at Zhen Zhen: "Where does your family live now? I have to ask clearly, but don't find you again next time."

Zhen Zhen looked at her dumbfoundedly: "I'm a student of Imperial University, where else can I go?" But she still told Yan Baozhu's address: "House No. 1 Houyang, please wait until the weather warms up. Come to my home to enjoy the flowers."

"That's a good place." Xu Mengguo is very familiar with the ancient houses of the imperial capital: "It was originally a courtyard with four entrances and four exits on the middle road of the Junwangfu. It is very well preserved. If it is convenient, I really want to visit it."

"No problem." Zhen Zhen nodded immediately and replied, "I'm just going to be a guest as my teacher at that time. Don't mention the previous things. My mother and my father are both honest people and can't stand being scared."

Su Weiran said with a smile: "Forgetting me has already told me about your family's situation just now, and we respect your opinion. But we won't mention it anymore, and we still have to thank you."

Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "Master wants to send me a painting?"

"Haha!" Su Weiran burst into laughter: "I will send you some of the best paintings then."

"One word!" Zhen Zhen immediately made a pull-hook gesture.

There was no lunch break at noon at Imperial College, and before we finished eating and chatting for a while, it was time for class in the afternoon, Zhen Zhen glanced at the watch on her wrist and smiled apologetically at everyone: "I have a big class in the afternoon, I will I have to go to the classroom first."

"Go, let's go." I nodded my head: "I'll help you in the afternoon when you study economics and the French major of the Spanish Department, but you will definitely lose a lot of classes if you study the three majors together, and I'm afraid it will cost you a lot of money. twice as hard work.”

Zhen Zhen nodded and said seriously: "I know, I will try my best to take the more important courses of each major, and the rest will be self-study in my spare time."

Xie Shurang thought for a moment: "I'm not familiar with the other side and don't dare to talk nonsense, but language is almost a lesson, and it's better to have a person for oral practice, you live in the dormitory of the literature department. , there is no one around who can speak French, how can I practice?"

After Xie Shurang said this, Zhen Zhen was also a little worried: "Would you like to visit the teacher more after class?"

With a smile, he patted Zhen Zhen on the shoulder, pointed at Xie Shurang and said, "What kind of teacher are you looking for? This is not a ready-made candidate. Shurang studied in France for six years, and the French teacher in our school can't pronounce as well as him. "

Zhen Zhen's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she rushed to Xie Shurang and stared at him: "Teacher Xie, please teach me."

"Finally willing to call me a teacher?" Xie Shurang proudly snorted: "Back then I was chasing you to learn Peking Opera with me, but you said that you were unwilling to learn if you lost your teeth and lost your teeth, and you lost your good voice."

Zhen Zhen smirked and covered her face: "Actually, you need to have a good voice to learn languages, so what you say is especially nice."

"It's arrogant." Xie Shurang said something to her, and couldn't help laughing: "Go back and schedule the three majors, call me when you have time each week, and I'll come to practice with you. "

As soon as she heard the call, Zhen Zhen's first reaction was to reach into her pocket and touch the phone, and waited until she took out a handkerchief to respond: "I don't have a phone?"

Xie Shurang couldn't help laughing: "I thought you were digging something in your pocket, co-author wanted to get out a phone." He pointed to forget me and said, "Mr. forget me has a phone in his office, and it also has my phone number. , then you go there to fight."

Zhen Zhen responded, looked at her watch, it was really late, she said goodbye in a hurry, and hurried to the classroom where the afternoon class was held.

He was very efficient in his selfless work, and the school also respected him very much. He quickly obtained the student ID cards of all three departments of Zhen Zhen, and added her to the list of French majors in the Department of Economics and the Department of Spanish.

Zhen Zhen copied down the course schedules of the three majors one by one, and under Xu Mengguo's introduction, visited the teachers of each major one by one, and finally settled on a mixed curriculum for the three majors. Fortunately, Zhen Zhen is currently a freshman, and all three majors have common common courses. After the second semester of sophomore year, I am afraid that there will be more and more professional courses, and the workload will be twice as heavy as now.

Wang Xinwen and Zhen Zhen are in different majors, and the classes are in different places. After class, they both went straight to the library to study, so they didn't have much chance to meet. A week passed quickly, and on Saturday afternoon, Zhen Zhen finished her economics class and went back to her dormitory. Wang Xinwen was already waiting for her downstairs. When she saw her, she quickly asked, "I see that your roommates are all back. Now, have you forgotten about going home today?"

"I didn't forget." Zhen Zhen hurried upstairs, put the economics book in the cabinet, carried her schoolbag and dragged Wang Xinwen to the east gate, at this time Mingbei was waiting anxiously for the two of them, It wasn't until I saw the two figures that I breathed a sigh of relief: "Hurry up, there is only one last bus left."

During the week of school, Mingbei and Wang Xinwen sat together to discuss their majors and what they had seen and heard in school. Seeing Zhen Zhen dragging her cheeks in a daze, Wang Xinwen gave her a worried look: "How is your major? I can sometimes see your roommate, but I can't always see you, isn't it a little difficult to get along with? I'll accompany you to dinner."

"It's all good, I'm the youngest in the dormitory, and everyone takes care of me." Zhen Zhen smiled: "In addition to journalism, the school has applied for French and economics in the Spanish Department, so the courses are quite busy. It's rare to get together with them."

Ming Bei and Wang Xinwen froze for a while, and asked Zhen Zhen in unison, "Can you apply for other majors?"

Everyone knew about this sooner or later, but Zhen Zhen felt that it was better to tell them earlier: "This is because of my literature teacher, Mr. Forget-me. By the way, you know Mr. Forget-me, right?"

"Who doesn't know that." Mingbei said quickly: "This is the first person in our country to win the Nobel Prize for Literature, a national treasure. You are so lucky that you can actually hear Mr. Ego's lecture. "

Wang Xinwen nodded in agreement: "I don't know if I can listen to it. Will Mr. Forget about not letting me into the classroom because I'm a student of another major?"

"No." Zhen Zhen smiled: "The teachers in the school wish their classmates could learn more, how could they send people out, I'll check the class schedule with you later, if I happen to have free time, I will take you to class."

Wang Xinwen nodded excitedly, and Mingbei couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with the multiple majors you mentioned just now?"

Zhen Zhen said, "I told Mr. Forget about me that I want to study more majors. Mr. Forgotten helped me analyze the feasibility and submitted the application for me, so I got the qualification to study three majors together."

Ming Bei looked at Zhen Zhen and wondered if he was complimenting her for her willingness to learn or thought she was stupid: "I said girl, it's very troublesome for us to study a class, what do you think? Besides, learning English is not popular nowadays. Well, why did you choose French?"

Seeing the sympathetic expression on Mingbei's face, Zhen Zhen couldn't help but smile: "It's actually not bad, except for the French class, I only take the language part, and I take the corresponding history, literature and art class as a self-study part. As for English... She winked at Ming Bei playfully: "Mr. Forgetfulness is an expert in English. Many of his translations in English have won international praise. He is willing to teach me English in his spare time."

Ming Bei opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhen Zhen, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses. He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that teachers like students who love to learn, no matter it's elementary school or university. I don't expect to be the first in the exam. As long as the teacher can remember my name."

"That can't be done." Before Zhen Zhen could tell him, Wang Xinwen was not happy: "Although you can't take the first place in the exam, you have to learn what the teacher taught. In the future, I hope to live in the house you built."

Hearing the request of his daughter-in-law, Mingbei smashed his chest suddenly: "No problem, I will definitely build a unique house for you after I graduate." He paused, then added cheerfully: "Also It's like Zhen Zhen's house, with a big garden."

It's just that Mingbei didn't expect that earth-shattering changes had taken place in the somewhat desolate garden he returned home. A wooden hut in the corner of the garden was filled with chickens, ducks and geese.

Before Zhen Zhen and the others entered the house and put down their things, Mrs. Li happily took them to the backyard to see these little fowls: "I specially asked your uncle to help me find the cubs, although this wooden hut is not big, it has a fire place. , I burn a fire in the morning and it won't bring cold all day, I waited for Qingming, basically these little things can go out of the house."

Zhen Zhen watched a group of chickens with big fists occupying the delicate cabin, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, she held Old Lady Li's arm and asked, "Nah, then this week, are you still working? what's the matter?"

"The rest is nothing. People from the government came to install the heating pipes, but soon, they were finished in three days." Mrs. Li tutted and praised: "The people who came to work should be careful, saying that we live here. It's an old house with historical significance, but it can't be damaged. It is said that the street can be finished in two days, and it can be heated for a month before the Qingming Festival."

Zhen Zhen nodded and helped Old Lady Li to go back: "Although the imperial capital is not as cold as our Beicha, the house where I live in is really too big, and there is not much heat from the stove alone. comfortable."

Knowing that the three children were coming back today, Wang Sufen had prepared the meal early, and when Mrs. Li and the others came into the room, she poured water into the kettle for them to wash their hands and faces. Mrs. Li smiled and watched her granddaughter wash her face to the whites, and asked her cheerfully, "How are you doing in school? Can you eat enough?"

"I can eat enough, there are meat dishes every day, nothing else, I'm worried that my brother will not be enough to eat two meat dishes." Zhen Zhen endured seeing Ming Bei staring at the table with his eyes shining brightly. He kept joking.

Mingbei was a little embarrassed: "On that occasion, I usually don't buy it that much. Besides, the food stamps issued by our boys are more than your girls, which is enough for me." As soon as he heard that he could eat enough, Mr. Li So relieved, Wang Sufen brought a plate of steamed buns and greeted everyone to eat.

Zhen Zhen looked at the dishes on the table with thin slices of pork and green vegetables, and asked curiously, "My uncle brought vegetables and meat to our house?"

"Your uncle sent a ticket to our family." Mrs. Li took a steamed bun and handed it to Zhen Zhen: "Your uncle's food is distributed by the military region uniformly, and the food stamps, lottery and meat stamps at home are also expired. In the future, they will be brought to me on a monthly basis, and in the future we will not worry about starvation even if we don’t farm.”

Wang Sufen added with a smile: "In the past two days, your mother was in the garden every day, thinking about which soybeans, corn, and wheat, this time I'll save trouble, until the spring will be able to plan. Just grow some food to eat."

Zhen Zhen heard the words and said quickly: "I'll make a plan for you later, I'll create a vegetable garden for you alone, and I'll plant flowers elsewhere."

"Growing flowers?" Wang Sufen didn't quite understand the use of planting flowers: "Is this flower edible?"

Zhen Zhen looked at her dumbfoundedly: "Although some can be eaten, I don't want to eat them, I just plant them to look good."

Just as Wang Sufen was about to say something, Mrs. Li hurriedly interrupted her: "The child has the final say in the child's house, and she will make her own decisions in the future."

Wang Sufen also reacted when she heard it, and immediately smiled: "Look at my foolish life, so you can plant whatever you like."

So a few months later, forget me and others came to Zhen Zhen's house for the first time. They stood beside the rockery in Taihu Lake and looked at the bunch of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and leeks on the right, and then looked at the gardenia, jasmine, Canna and Begonia, look at the lotus flowers blooming in the lake in front of you, and look back at the row of sunflowers under the wall, Su Weiran held it back for a long time, and looked at Zhen Zhen very tangled: "You have learned from me for so many years. It's the first time I've painted, that you have a unique aesthetic!"