The Growth System Comes at the Age of Thirty

Chapter 123: Happy to see Hunter

In the afternoon, the sun is strong outside.

inside the house.

Chen Jingle was lying on the rocking chair, blowing on the fan, eating grapes, holding a tablet in his hand, and watching the law class video of the political and legal professor.

Although the system helped him quickly memorize a lot of professional knowledge, it could not compare to the level of knowledge that others had studied for decades.

Besides, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade.

Chen Qiyun was writing her homework in the room, and after finishing it, she asked Chen Jingle to help her with corrections.

With the idea that today is a rest day, after finishing her homework, Chen Jingle watched an episode of foreign travel vlogs with her to relax and improve her English skills.

The protagonists of this issue are a European and American intellectual couple who are willing to spend money, have various experiences, have a rich vocabulary and standard accents.

Chen Qiyun suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Are all big cities so prosperous?"

She has never been to other cities. She has lived in Jiangbei since she was a child. Her understanding of the outside world can only be based on Jiangbei.

As for Jiangbei, it can only be considered a small city in Nandong Province, let alone the whole country and even the world.

In the entire Nandong Province, only the provincial capital and Pengcheng can be called big cities.

It's a pity that she has never been to either of them, so she can only experience the prosperity of big cities from videos.

Chen Jingle was stunned and said with a smile: "Big cities are very prosperous, but not all prosperous. There are also relatively poor and backward places, but they don't appear on camera."

For example, there are urban villages in the provincial capital such as Shenzhenlou, as well as rural areas in the suburbs.

Chen Qiyun was surprised: "Is it even more backward than our village?"

Chen Jingle thought for a while: "Being behind is relative. They just have a lower income level and a slightly worse living environment than other residents in the same city. However, even the backward people in big cities can enjoy the infrastructure, education and medical care of big cities. The benefits it brings are far better than those in rural areas under the same income conditions. This is the urban-rural development gap mentioned in textbooks.”

Chen Qiyun seemed to understand: "It seems like a big city is better."

"So to speak."

Chen Jingle looked at her: "Do you want to study in a big city or stay in a big city in the future?"

Chen Qiyun thought for a while: "I don't know."

"Don't know what?"

"Well, I want to study in a big city, but I don't know if I want to stay and live in a big city."

oh?

Chen Jingle smiled when he heard this: "Then what is the purpose of studying?"

Chen Qiyun tilted her head and thought for a long time: "Get into a good university?"

"What about going to college? What about the longer term?"

"Hmm...I don't know."

All right!

Chen Jingle doesn't expect a junior high school student to understand much: "It's okay. If you can't think of it, think about it slowly. Don't be in a hurry, but you must think clearly, understand, and be firm in this idea, and strive to keep it unchanged in ten or twenty years."

Chen Qiyun was shocked and then wrinkled her face.

This time span is too long for her, and she cannot imagine what it will be like ten or twenty years from now.

For her, obviously going to and from school every day, doing homework and eating are more important.

…

Next is the weekend, but it is a day off.

Everyone goes to work and goes to class.

Chen Jingle doesn't have to go to work, but he has to go to class, and what's more difficult than others is that he doesn't even get a day off, so he has to go to class all the time!

I took the time to go out at noon and withdraw 500 yuan in cash from a nearby bank.

Among them, 300 is used for banquets and gifts during the National Day, and the remaining 200 is reserved for backup.

He hasn't touched cash for a long time. Except for giving red envelopes at banquets, he usually only takes his mobile phone with him wherever he goes.

Now even the grandmothers selling vegetables on the street use QR codes, and cash has basically been eliminated.

"I miss the days when I could pick up money on the road!" Chen Jingle lamented.

Unlike now, there is only heaven and earth on the road.

As the two long days before the holiday come to an end, the National Day holiday finally arrives.

The students cheered, and the working cows and horses also breathed a sigh of relief.

The entrances of major universities are full of cars and buses, all of which are students going home.

Zhong Qing was the last one to leave the dormitory, and Li Yuting and the others left in the afternoon.

At 9:30 p.m., she dragged her luggage out of the dormitory and found the bus location at the school gate based on news from fellow students.

First sign in with the person in charge, put away your luggage, then get on the bus with your small backpack and find a seat to sit down.

Before getting in the car, she sent a message to her sister Zhong Jing: "Get ready to go!"

I also told Chen Jingle.

Chen Jingle, who was getting ready to go to bed at the time, sent her a "Have a safe journey" message.

Zhong Qing's heart was filled with anticipation at the thought of returning to Jiangbei after waking up.

However!

Traffic jams on the road during the National Day holiday are worse than imagined.

The traffic jam started from the entrance of the expressway, and it kept going on and off. It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep at all. In the second half of the night, there were fewer vehicles and the speed gradually increased. However, when we were about to get off the expressway near dawn, the queues started to form again.

Everyone in the car was complaining.

When Zhong Qing got out of the car, she was sleepy and hungry. She almost fell down on the sidewalk with two big dark circles under her eyes.

The original full of expectations have long since disappeared, and it feels like the rest of the life has come after a disaster.

After waiting for a while, she took out her mobile phone and called: "Hello? Dad, are you here? Oh, I saw you."

Across the road, a tall, thin, middle-aged man stood next to a gray car and waved in this direction.

Zhong Qing hurriedly dragged her suitcase over.

"Is it busy on the road when you come back so late?" Father Zhong asked.

"Yeah, I'm stuck in traffic all the way, so I can't sleep at all."

Father Zhong looked at his daughter's face and felt very distressed: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go home first. Take a shower and have a good sleep."

“…”

Zhong Qing put her luggage in the trunk and quickly got into the passenger seat.

At this time, a handsome guy who came back from a run in the Normal University, riding a small electric donkey, happened to pass by.

Seeing the tour bus parked on the roadside and the young college students, a look of nostalgia flashed in my eyes.

Just remembering, not remembering.

He hates these old and smelly buses and would rather take a 10-hour hard-seat train ride than take a tour bus.

"I wonder if Zhong Qing is back?"

When I woke up in the morning, I saw no new news. I was afraid that I was still stuck on the highway at the moment. I hope she doesn't drink too much water, or there is a toilet on the bus.

This is what traveling on holidays is like, troublesome!

…

I'm going to have a banquet at noon.

However, the opening time is 12 o'clock, which does not affect the morning schedule.

As usual, Chen Jingle finished two classes and simply got some food for Chen Qiyun. He was busy until after 11:30, then drove his small electric car to the Longcheng International Community in the south of the city.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Target Dragon City Hotel.

Different winds are different in ten miles, and customs are different in hundreds of miles.

The banquets here in Jiangbei are basically open at noon. The only banquet for married women is the night before the wedding.

Chen Jingle parked the car and walked towards the gate. He saw two familiar faces at the gate and hurriedly walked over to say hello.

"Uncle! Uncle Xing!"

"Jingle?"

The gray-haired uncle held Chen Jingle's hand and looked at him in surprise: "I haven't seen him for a while, why have he changed so much? I almost didn't recognize him."

Chen Jingle replied with a smile: "It should be because I go to bed early and get up early recently and keep exercising, so my complexion has improved."

Cousin A Xing next to him looked at Chen Jingle, a little curious, smiled and said nothing, he was not a good talker.

"Aren't your parents back?" my uncle asked.

"No, they only have three days off and won't go back and forth."

"That's right. Working is hard enough in normal times. Let's take a good rest during the holidays."

Chen Jingle glanced around: "Where is my uncle?"

My uncle said: "We haven't arrived yet, I guess we have to wait a while. You go in and find a seat to sit down first. Your aunt just walked in."

"Okay, then you go ahead and I'll go in first." Chen Jingle nodded quickly.

Both uncles came back from the jungle battlefields in the south, and both had military exploits.

Chen Jingle has always respected and admired them.

Many of the guests here today are their old comrades-in-arms.

Among the old men who were chatting at the door, a skinny old man looked at Chen Jingle's back and asked curiously: "Brother, which relative of yours is this?"

Chen Jingle's uncle, Li Gui, replied: "He is the eldest grandson of my eldest sister in Niujiangling."

The skinny old man said: "With this body, it would be a pity not to be sent to the army."

Others echoed.

The taller the soldiers are not, the better. Lingnan soldiers are basically about 1.7 meters tall, with quick movements, strong physical strength and full endurance.

The old squad leaders like this best.

The special battles of each army basically select between 170-175, but that kind of big man is rarely selected.

Although Jiangbei belongs to Nandong Province, it is located in the western part of the province. There have not been many generals in the past, but there are not many troops at all.

In the past hundred years, there has been a saying that "the Hakkas will send troops to the west of Guangdong".

The veterans present at the scene knew that Chen Jingle was a good candidate for military service as soon as they saw his energy and walking posture.

See the hunting heart happy.

Li Gui shook his head: "The family expects him to study, but he is not allowed to go. And I remember that he was very thin when he was studying. Now that he has been working for a few years after graduation, he is much taller and stronger, which is also strange."

"Hey, studying is hard. It consumes a lot of mental energy and energy. It's strange that you have gained weight. How old are you this year?"

"I think he's thirty."

"I can't tell. He looks quite young."

"Yeah, you don't have to do hard work to look younger."

"Are you married?"

"No, I don't even have a partner. My eldest sister and brother-in-law are worried..."

“…”

A group of old men were muttering behind the scenes. If they had seen Chen Jingle ten years earlier, they would have really tried their best to send him there.

…

As soon as Chen Jingle entered the hotel, he saw a familiar figure.

It was his aunt Chen Wenjuan, standing at the concierge desk, chatting with someone.

"Auntie!"

The aunt turned around and asked with a smile: "Hey, you're here. Did you drive a small electric car by yourself?"

"What if?"

Chen Jingle looked around: "Isn't my sister-in-law here?"

The aunt said: "There is also a show at her classmate's place, which happens to be next to her house. I don't have time to come over."

"All right."

Chen Jingle picked up the pen on the table, wrote his father's name on the red envelope, and handed it to today's "Minister of Etiquette".

The Minister of Rites is an old man in his sixties, and I feel he is of my uncle's generation, so my aunt should know him.

I just watched them talking and laughing.

The other party took the red envelope from Chen Jingle, took a look at the signature, and said in surprise: "Hey, your handwriting is so good!"

(End of chapter)