Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"I can't use your money. Be obedient, I will find a way for the money my family needs." Jing Yulan refused Yang Rui with difficulty.

Yang Rui persuaded: "I don't need this money now. If you have a use for it, just use it and return it to me in the future. Think about it first, let's talk about it after we go back to school."

Jing Yulan silently followed Yang Rui, her thoughts were confused along the way.

Passing by the passenger station, Jing Yulan heard the soliciting minibus calling for someone, Jing Yulan was startled and said, "The evening bus is about to be missed."

"I'll find you a teacher's dormitory, stay here at night, and go back tomorrow."

"I don't want it anymore. I want to go back first. Our class will continue next time." Jing Yulan felt that she needed more time to think. Or, simply avoid Yang Rui's suggestion.

As far as the mind of a young person is concerned, it may be forgotten in a few days.

Yang Rui took two steps and asked, "Are you going back to Pingjiang?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll accompany you back."

Yang Rui's sudden decision surprised Jing Yulan.

She immediately objected, saying, "What are you going to Pingjiang for? You still have to attend classes."

"I bring the book with me, it doesn't matter, I'll go see Aunt Jing." Yang Rui said that the book he brought with him was the information in his mind. Some information can only be checked, but some things are not afraid to study deeply, and can be studied over and over again. When Yang Rui is free, he uses his brain as a mobile phone. Finding books, papers, and reading is more convenient than reading on a mobile phone.

Jing Yulan was startled by Yang Rui's "aunt" and asked after a while, "See my mother, what do you want to say?"

"Don't you know? I want to see how my aunt thinks about money."

"That's not appropriate either." Jing Yulan flatly refused.

Yang Rui shook his head: "This is a basic financial flow. The money I don't need is lent to those who need it. Those who use the money will pay back the money on schedule. It is best to give me some interest. Not only will it not affect me, but it will also help People who use money, this is the social connection between us, you are right."

"this……"

"You probably don't know the role that funds can play in this aspect." Yang Rui fully grasped the rhythm of the conversation. He stood on the side of the road with a tall and straight body, slightly looking down at Jing Yulan, and said: "The rehabilitative work has been carried out so far, almost It is the last year, and most people have been rehabilitated. Your father has not been rehabilitated. The first thing to do is to find out the reason. How to find the reason? In the case of insufficient consultation, it can only be done in one place and one place. I have tried to find a way to ask each person. At the same time, when visiting your father’s old disciples, you have to bring some decent gifts, and all these things will cost money.”

"I know." Jing Yulan bowed her head, using her toes to tease the tender grass by the side of the road, like a sixteen-year-old girl. At this time, her uneasiness and hesitation were indeed no different from those of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Yang Rui shook his head: "I don't think you know. Large-scale redress cannot last indefinitely, and the country cannot always focus on rehabilitative work. Once the Organization Department of the Central Committee believes that the effect of redress has been achieved, the large-scale redress will end. Rehabilitation work, which is simple and easy now, will become complicated and cumbersome. Without an operating system with a green light, it will become more difficult if your father wants to be rehabilitated. In order to solve the problem. The worst situation is that once the large-scale redress is over, you will not be able to rehabilitate your father. In that case, what will you do, what will your father do, and what will your mother do?"

He really wasn't trying to scare Jing Yulan, the focus of the country's current work is rehabilitating, such as in Hedong Province, because the governor and secretary of the provincial party committee were not active enough, they were transferred. As long as the documents of ordinary people are delivered, the departments at all levels will reply as quickly as possible, and there are very few requirements for inspection and nit-picking. Basically, there are no major problems, and they are all passed.

despite this,

The rehabilitative work has also been carried out for such a long time, which shows that the task is arduous. Once the focus of work designated by the central government changes, the result is completely opposite.

Prevarication and procrastination are the basics, and most likely no censorship at all.

At that time, it would be half the effort to petition or find someone else.

There was obvious hesitation and anxiety on Jing Yulan's face.

"Now, it's time for you to spend money. It was my fault that I didn't notice it before. Now that I have noticed, I must help. Don't refuse anymore." Yang Rui's tone was sincere, with the demeanor of a brain-dead drama hero . At least in terms of appearance, he does have the style of a male protagonist.

Jing Yulan was a little moved, but she lowered her head and said, "Your money didn't come from a strong wind. We won't be able to pay back so much money for a long time."

"This money is really about the same as the wind. Besides, once your father is rehabilitated, won't he pay back the wages and bonuses of these years? At that time, there will always be several thousand yuan. You can just return it to me. If you don't want , I will use the money to buy stamps." Yang Rui was also quite honest, paused, and said: "Don't talk about it, let's get in the car and talk about it later."

Jing Yulan followed Yang Rui into the minibus with a sullen head, and did not realize until the bus drove off that she was going to Pingjiang?

After a bumpy journey, it was already six o'clock in the evening when we arrived in Pingjiang.

Jing Yulan's house is in the family area of ​​Pingjiang Teachers College, a small one-story house with only ten square meters. There are two rooms, which add up to about twenty or thirty square meters, which belong to a very small family in the university.

However, the room was allocated to Jing Yulan by the school, regardless of rank or seniority, to have such a room is already taken care of.

Yang Rui stepped forward to knock on the door without hesitation, Jing Yulan glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

It was Jing Yulan's mother who answered the door. On the surface, Mother Jing looks a little old, her hair is half white and half gray, and there are deep wrinkles on her forehead, but she speaks in a very orderly manner, and she treats people politely and meticulously. In just two minutes, she unconsciously After completing the process of introducing each other and taking a seat, it seems that they have been trained for a long time.

Three minutes later, a cup of fragrant fragrance was served on the table.

Even Yang Rui, who usually doesn't drink tea, is ready to move.

Smelling the aroma of tea, Jing Yulan relaxed her mood, and picked it up with a smile, as satisfied as a cat.

Yang Rui usually sees the serious Jing Yulan, such a lazy and beautiful teacher immediately caught Yang Rui's attention.

Seeing it, Mother Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Drink the tea while it's hot, try it and see if you like it."

"Okay." Yang Rui closed his eyes, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then took another sip.

Drinking tea in the north is different from that in the south. In the latter, the tea is served in a pot and the water is dipped in the tea.

Jingmu uses the northern method of making tea, which has a stronger aroma and stronger taste.

From the perspective of a layman like Yang Rui, it smells more fragrant and the aftertaste is more obvious.

"It's delicious." Yang Rui admired it from the bottom of his heart, and said, "I didn't expect to drink such good tea. I don't know much about tea, but I still want to know what kind of tea it is."

"Tea is a common tip, but water is more special." Mother Jing smiled and said, "Pingjiang Normal University has a deep well that was drilled in the 1930s. The water should be processed at home, and it is especially delicious when used to make tea. However, if the water of the day is used up on the same day, it will become ordinary the next day.”

Yang Rui was stunned when he heard it. Although the sun was rising against his will, it still sounded very powerful.

Jing Yulan drank half a cup of tea unknowingly, and suddenly felt very happy seeing Yang Rui's stupidity, and said: "Mom is the best at finding water. Every time she goes to a place, she finds different local water to taste. With test strips and instruments, I never knew how to do it."

Jing Yulan, who said "Mom", sat obliquely on the sofa, gentle and lovely.

Mother Jing responded with a smile, and said, "I used to study geology, but later I was not allowed to work, so I can only use my major to make tea. If you like it, drink more. I happened to fetch an extra pot of water today."

"You are quite open-minded." Yang Rui bluntly refilled himself with water.

"It doesn't matter if you are not open-minded. We also fought, but we didn't win."

Yang Rui nodded, and immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity, followed by Mother Jing's words: "I am here this time to help you fight again."

"Oh?" Mother Jing looked at Jing Yulan suspiciously.

Jing Yulan sat up straight, and repeated what Yang Rui said.

In the first half, Mother Jing still listened with a smile, but in the second half, she was forced to sit up straight.

"Is it true that the central government wants to adjust the focus of work?" Jing's mother is very concerned about this issue, unlike Jing Yulan, who knows the crisis and opportunity involved. After all, these past few years were all for her husband's redress, and she was the one who was running around.

Yang Rui thought for a while, gave an affirmative answer, and said, "Exactly."

"Can I ask the source?"

"I can't tell now, but I'd rather believe it or not, right?"

"Hmm..." Mother Jing pondered.

Yang Rui took out the 1,500 yuan in his pocket and said, "I brought so much today. I think my parents will agree if I can help Teacher Shangjing. In addition, I earned this money personally, and my parents don't care about me. No matter how much it costs, you can use it, and it won’t matter if you don’t pay for it in a few years.”

"It's too much, no way." Although she was devoted to her husband, Yang Rui's youth was immediately exposed when she saw the 1,500 yuan in cash, and Jing's mother immediately felt that something was wrong.

But Yang Rui said: "1500 yuan is not much at all. If we use the method, maybe 5000 yuan is not enough."

Jing Yulan was dumb, but Jing's mother took it lightly and asked, "What can I do?"

"I want to ask first, are there any capable people in the teacher's family who can be used? I mean, people who can help run errands, invite dinners, give gifts, and negotiate with people. It would be better if they are of some level and age gone."

Mother Jing nodded slightly, and said: "There are still people who can do things, but everyone's situation has been bad in recent years, and they can't help much."

"Then let me ask one more question, what position did Teacher Jing's father hold before?"

"Xiaolan didn't tell you?"

"I didn't ask, and she didn't say anything."

Mother Jing took a sip of tea, put down the cup slowly, and said, "Xiaolan's father was formerly the deputy general manager of China Textile Corporation."

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows: "China Textile is a central enterprise, right? What's the level of vice president?"

"Vice-ministerial level." Mother Jing answered calmly.

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