Jiangshan, who is suffering from hunger and cold, just wants to eat something hot at this moment.
After hearing this, Liu Xiaoqing smiled at him and raised his eyebrows: "Come on!"
He reached out and grabbed Jiang Shan's sweater from his chest and dragged him into the room.
Jiang Shan, who was still in his forties in his previous life, couldn't help but stumbled: "What are you doing?"
"Let's eat,"
In the room, Chen Peisi was unscrewing the lids of the thermos buckets one by one.
"Hey, where did you get this?"
Jiang Shan pulled the big cotton coat from the back of the chair and wrapped it around him, while looking at the several thermos buckets on the desk in surprise.
Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing looked at each other and smiled.
"Jiangshan, let me tell you," Chen Peisi quickly showed off to her friend: "As soon as Xiaoqing and I led the children into the canteen of the post office, everyone surrounded us."
There was no need for Chen Peisi to help, Jiang Shan ate it himself.
For the first time, I understood that white porridge can be so delicious.
"Later, we finally separated from the masses and went to get food. The chefs in charge of the dishes served us whatever was delicious and refused to accept meal tickets."
Liu Xiaoqing was also very excited when she said that although she became famous earlier than Chen Peisi, the people in the past two years were not as open-minded as they are now.
Jiang Shan took a piece of fried cake handed over by Liu Xiaoqing and asked in a mumble: "Then you didn't give me a meal ticket?"
"How can this be possible!"
"I can't get a stitch or a thread, let alone a breakfast."
"The key point is that Teacher Shao has prepared meal tickets for us," Jiang Shan started to eat the wontons in another rice bucket:
"Then what's going on with this thermos bucket?"
"They heard that one of our friends was on a mission in the cold wind," Liu Xiaoqing praised Chen Peisi when he said this: "He found the insulator in the canteen without saying anything."
"And this," Chen Peisi shook out a long navy-green cotton-padded coat with her backhand. Her ability to suppress the wind was no worse than that of a military coat.
"What is this?" Jiang Shan almost choked on the wonton soup in the bucket.
"I borrowed it from the comrade at the post office," Chen Peisi put it on her body and tried it on:
"Xiao Qing pushed me and said no, but I think it's fine. I won't have to climb the Great Wall for a while. I can just return it when I get back in the evening."
"I thought about it later. This cotton coat is indeed quite wind-resistant."
Just when the two quasi-famous actors were showing off to Comrade Jiangshan the cotton coats lent by the people on their own initiative with excitement on their faces.
Xiaoyu and Xiaobai were curiously picking at the telephone on the coffee table. The sound of the gears turning again and again sounded high-end.
Now he was looking at the country again. With his mouth full of breakfast, he put on the oil green cotton coat in just three strokes:
"Let's go, let's go quickly."
"What's wrong?" Liu Xiaoqing looked at the time: "Ah, it's already this time."
Chen Peisi also reacted: "Children, let's go climb the Great Wall!"
According to the previously agreed time, the vehicle sent by Yanjing TV Station was already waiting downstairs of the guest house.
When they learned that Jiang Shan would come to Beijing again, Taiwan Television quickly arranged a special car for the TV station for Comrade Jiang Shan.
Pick up and delivery, available at any time.
Although there were three adults and two children, it was a bit crowded to sit there.
But in this day and age, being able to enjoy this treatment and go to the Great Wall can already save a lot of time.
As a bus full of people headed to the Great Wall, the aboriginal Comrade Chen Peisi could not stop talking.
We walked all the way, introduced each other, and chatted a few words along the way.
Just when the two children were drowsy from being talked about, the car finally stopped firmly at the foot of the Great Wall.
Before getting off the bus, Comrade Jiang Shan suddenly pulled out two woolen scarves of the same style, one red and one green, "My name is Wei Sufen" from his backpack.
"Come, Third Uncle, wrap them up for you."
"Everyone has a guy or a girl," Chen Peisi thought her advice was very reliable: "Tie them up tight."
Then, he also put on a woolen hat: "Xiaoqing, don't you want one?"
"Go away," Liu Xiaoqing tightened her checkered wool scarf: "Sister is now the spokesperson of Happy Coke."
I am constantly competing with Comrade Pan Hong!
There was no need for Jiang Shan to argue, not only did he put up the fur collar of his cotton-padded coat, but he also wrapped several circles of gray scarf around it.
Climbing the Great Wall in this season is really difficult without some equipment.
"children,"
The third uncle held the two children, one on the left and the other on the right, and looked into the distance:
"After all the hardships, we finally arrived at the foot of the Great Wall. Now, let us set off towards the majestic Great Wall."
"Thick hair~"
Xiaoyu and Xiaobai, who were still a little motion sick at first, didn't know whether it was due to the cold or the excitement of their third uncle, but they all became energetic at this moment.
With two pairs of short legs, he could dance faster than adults.
Xiaoyu and Xiaobai, who had never traveled far before, saw the most magnificent scenery in the world when they went out for the first time.
The Great Wall at the end of 1979 was now covered in silver.
Under the sunshine, there is no indigo, only silver mountains.
The vast world is really like a majestic and magnificent giant picture scroll.
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, all that remains is vastness."
"Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting,"
At this moment, Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi, who had their hands in their sleeves, stood next to each other and sighed.
Even though several woolen scarves had been wrapped around their heads, it did not affect the two young intellectuals from facing the call of the earth.
"Silver snake dancing in the mountains, wax statue of Yuan Chi..."
"The country is so beautiful!"
Jiang Shan sniffed, then clapped his hands towards the two children: "Okay, you two heroes, it's time for us to go back."
"You're going back now?" Comrade Chen Peisi, who has rich experience in drama performances, also wants to do two more parts: "It's so easy to do it once, so I won't have to climb for a while."
"If I can do even one-third, it has exceeded my expectations." According to Jiangshan's original plan, he would bring the children up to check in.
Liu Xiaoqing had already snatched Chen Peisi's hat away: "I want to go back too. It's too cold today. I'd better wait until next spring to come back."
"Yes, yes," Jiang Shan had already put the camera into his bag: "We'll see you again in the spring."
So, under the surprised eyes of the driver, Jiang Shan and his party quickly completed the check-in of the Great Wall.
The moment he got into the carriage, even Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but sigh: "It's so warm!"
…
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, according to the time previously agreed.
Huang Yongyu and Shao Bolin finally met Jiang Shan and his party at the gate of Capital University.
"Huh? What are you dressed up like?"
Huang Yongyu and Shao Bolin were stunned to see Jiang Shan's outfit.
At this time, Jiangshan had already removed his gray scarf.
A long oil-green cotton coat is more conspicuous than the traffic lights at the street intersection.
"Isn't it that the comrades at the post office are too enthusiastic?" Jiang Shan looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "I'm afraid I'll be frozen and I'll have to wear it for a day."
"Hahaha," Shao Bolin laughed, but he still couldn't help but ask: "The work clothes in our unit are pretty good, right?"
"It's quite warm. If I hadn't worn this thing today, I might have had to confess on the Great Wall."
"Okay, it's getting late," Huang Yongyu was still walking beside Jiang Shan: "Today, I will lead you to visit Yanyuan."
"Okay~"
Jiang Shan took out his camera with his backhand. With Peisi and Xiao Qing here, he didn't have to worry about the two children's movements.
The Capital University of this era has not yet added any modernist buildings.
It looks a bit more bookish.
"The campus of Capital University was originally the campus of Yenching University," Huang Yongyu said as he led Jiang Shan:
"In 1952, the two universities merged, and Capital University moved from its original Shatan Red Building to Yanda and took root here."
"Why do I feel a little dizzy!" Jiang Shan continued to walk and continued to inquire.
The group of people strolling by Weiming Lake gradually divided into two small groups, one in front and one behind.
"That, that, and that," Huang Yongyu pointed to the distance: "They are Feizhai, Weizhai... that is, the fourth house on the north bank of Weiming Lake. Look at the Boya Tower. Don't look at the name to get its uniqueness.
, it’s actually a water tower.”
"Don't underestimate Boyata!"
Jiang Shan: "I didn't underestimate it."
"The height of any building in Yanyuan cannot exceed this tower."
"Hurry up and write it down." Shao Bolin on the side quickly reminded Jiang Shan.
Yes, after traveling through decades and arriving here, we are still talking about this lake and one tower.
"The current president of Capital University is called Zhou Peiyuan. If our country can resume the college entrance examination as soon as possible, he must be credited."
After Huang Yongyu finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Shan: "I'm 78, and I'm still serving as the director of the National Admissions Committee."
"Are you familiar with him?" Jiang Shan paused.
Huang Yongyu narrowed his eyes: "Not familiar!"
"Then let's talk about something else!"
"As early as 1920, Leighton Stuart, the first president of Yenching University, fell in love with a garden in the western suburbs.
This garden was originally given to Heshen by Qianlong, but after changing hands many times, it fell into the hands of Chen Shufan, the governor of Shaanxi."
Not only did Leighton Stuart buy this royal garden, he also successively acquired several gardens from the Prince Regent.
Afterwards, the design was unified and all were built according to Chinese classical architectural planning.
"To say that Leighton Stuart's political involvement is a mess, his alchemy skills are quite extraordinary."
Huang Yongyu kept inputting the history of Yanyuan to Jiangshan:
“Not only did we attract funds from the United States, we also invited the famous architect Murphy from his hometown.
Every scene and thing must maintain the simplicity and elegance of a Chinese-style campus...
In the early days, Yenching University also cooperated with Harvard to establish the Harvard-Yenching Institute, and everything was directed toward the top international universities."
"After liberation, Yenching University was directly split into the University of Political Science and Law,"
Huang Yongyu was obviously prepared: "The University of Finance and Economics, Minzu University of China, and Engineering were merged into Tsinghua University..."
Unknowingly, many students from Shoudai also quietly joined Jiang Shan and his party.
At first, the purpose of their coming was for Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing.
After following it for a while, I gradually became fascinated by the history of Yanyuan told by Teacher Huang.
So, by the Weiming Lake under the afterglow, a long queue of people was slowly moving forward.
…
In December in Yanjing, the sun sets very quickly.
By the time Jiang Shan and his party arrived at the Yanjing Hotel, the sky was almost completely dark.
"The heating here is adequate," Jiang Shan said while folding the letter of introduction from the foreign company in his hand.
Huang Yongyu took a deep look and said, "If it's convenient, you can also open one for me."
Jiang Shan patted the leather bag in his hand: "I will open one for you when I get back later."
"It's ridiculous if you think about it carefully," Huang Yongyu shook his head: "I was the one who painted one of the murals in his house."
"Stop talking about these unhappy things,"
Jiang Shan changed the subject in time, while the waiter was busy serving the dishes.
An exquisite wooden box was pushed in front of Huang Yongyu: "Happy New Year, Uncle Yongyu."
"Hey, why didn't you see any movement?"
Huang Yongyu, who was angry a second ago, is full of surprises at this moment: "So you are waiting here!"
It was only at this moment that those sitting here realized that there were only a few days left before the arrival of 1980.
As the dishes on the table were getting better and better, several people looked at each other and then joined the happy New Year atmosphere.
"Teacher Huang," Liu Xiaoqing said crisply: "Hurry up and open the box and take a look."
"Yes," Chen Peisi had never seen such an exquisite wooden box before: "Let's see what New Year gifts Jiangshan has prepared for you."
"Look at each of you," Huang Yongyu knew without looking: "You are more anxious than me."
But he still opened the wooden box in front of everyone.
Later, a Dunhill pipe was touched by Huang Yongyu.
Everyone except Jiang Shan was stunned.
"Look at the texture of this heather," Huang Yongyu put the pipe in his hand, his eyes shining with joy: "It's so beautiful."
"Are you satisfied?"
"love it."
There was a squeaking sound and a thunderous sound as the toppings were poured on.
The overflowing deliciousness reminded Jiangshan of Yu Sigui who loved to eat "Bombing Dongjing".
While Huang Yongyu was still studying the pipe, Chen Peisi had already taken the lead in using the chopsticks.
"Teacher Shao," Jiang Shan gave Shao Bolin a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs: "What's wrong with you? You haven't said a few words this afternoon."
Shao Bolin, who was still on his way out, smiled sheepishly: "Do you still remember the set of "Journey to the West" stamps I gave you before?"
"of course I remember."
"Recently, a primary school student in your Pujiang area discovered several errors on stamps."
"What mistake?" Upon hearing this, Huang Yongyu also looked over: "Is it serious?"
"The tiger skin skirt worn by Sun Wukong was painted by its designer five hundred years ago."
"Really?"
Huang Yongyu immediately looked at Jiang Shan and made no secret of his inner joy: "Wrong votes are rare."
Jiang Shan smiled and nodded. He understood what Teacher Huang meant. It seemed that Shao Bolin also gave him a set.
However, this set of wrong tickets will probably disappoint Teacher Huang.
The extent of the upside potential for wrong votes mainly depends on the amount flowing into the market.
Although the stamp issuing bureau admitted the error in "Journey to the West", it is still selling it normally.
The two necessary and sufficient conditions are indispensable: "Wrong" and "Little", and "Journey to the West" certainly does not meet this soaring condition.
However, the stamp issuing bureau has obviously not announced this decision at this time.
"Xiaojiang,"
Just when the situation was overwhelming, Huang Yongyu also took out something: "I also wish you a happy New Year!"
