The train driver in the courtyard

It’s not Yi Zhonghai’s fault that he is ignorant.

But there are too few international students in China these days.

Due to limited domestic conditions, the work of international students is positioned as "an internationalist obligation that must be fulfilled."

From 3605 to 207, colleges and universities across the country accepted a total of international students. Currently, there are international students in Beijing.

This number is even less than the number of locomotives of the Beijing Railway Bureau and only one-third of the number of giant pandas in the country.

In addition, the identity of international students is relatively sensitive, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they rarely appear in the public eye.

Not to mention that Yi Zhonghai didn't know that there were international students in Beijing, even the residents in the compound were stunned.

Their faces were frozen and their eyes were dull, and the scene looked like a shutter had been pressed.

A breeze blew, the dry branches rustled, and the whole picture came alive.

"Oh my goodness, this girl is an international student, which means she is an international friend."

"She is more than just a friend. A girl who can go to school in our house must be extraordinary."

"Yi Zhonghai just accused him of being Dieter. Isn't that framing a friend?"

Discussions arose.

Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office also realized the seriousness of the problem.

There is no trivial matter in foreign affairs, and any small negligence may cause a huge uproar.

Yi Zhonghai came back to his senses at this moment. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, but he could only hold on at this moment.

"We can't just listen to Li Aiguo's empty words. International students should also have documents to prove their credentials."

Seeing that he was still unwilling to give up, Li Aiguo turned around and explained a few words to Dasha in Russian.

Dasha nodded obediently and took the admission documents for international students of Jingcheng University from the house.

Although Yi Zhonghai did not know Russian, he could still recognize the Chinese words on the admission documents which were stamped in red.

His face suddenly turned red.

"Then the responsibility for this matter also lies with Li Aiguo. Why didn't he report it?"

Director Wang stood up and said without waiting for Li Aiguo to explain: "International students are managed by the foreign affairs department and go through special channels. Our subdistrict office has no right to inquire about it, let alone review it."

After these words were spoken, Yi Zhonghai's face turned red.

The residents who were watching thought Yi Zhonghai had gone insane.

He doesn’t even think about whether these international students are here to study.
No, they are bridges of friendship and symbols of friendship with brother countries.

The street office is more important than anything else in the eyes of residents, but after all, it is a grassroots unit. Can it have jurisdiction over international students?
The third uncle secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that he did not help Yi Zhonghai just now, otherwise, he would have been led into the trap by now.

Liu Haizhong hid beside the crescent-shaped door and said to the second aunt with pride: "Old woman, what do you think? I'll tell you, if you follow Yi Zhonghai, you'll get beaten up twice in three days!"

Second Auntie remembered that she had just complained about Liu Haizhong offending Yi Zhonghai, so she could only smile and say, "That's because of Li Aiguo. Yi Zhonghai is usually quite powerful."

Yi Zhonghai was covered in cold sweat at this time.

He returned the documents with both hands and smiled awkwardly at Director Wang: "Director, this matter is all a misunderstanding.

I was deceived by Jia Dongxu, and I made a mistake because I was not careful enough.

Don't worry, I will severely criticize Jia Dongxu and tell him to keep the unity of neighbors in mind from today on."

What a great thing! I would rather die than have a friend. My teammates offer sacrifices to the heavens and my magic power is boundless!

When Jia Dongxu saw that Yi Zhonghai was trying to pass the blame, he wanted to argue, but Yi Zhonghai glared back at him.

At this time, Jia Dongxu did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

I feel that it's no big deal to just criticize him a few times. If I can take this opportunity to repair my relationship with Yi Zhonghai, it would be a good deal.

So Jia Dongxu hung his head and said nothing.

However, Director Wang of the Street Office did not deal with the two people immediately. Instead, he held Dasha's hand, asked about her well-being, and expressed his apologies.

Dasha didn't understand why the old man in the compound wanted to kill her.

But she is a kind-hearted girl, and she came to China to study abroad with friendly intentions.

Dasha turned her head to look at Chen Xueru, and Chen Xueru nodded slightly at her.

Dasha said in broken Chinese: "Comrade, director of the subdistrict office, this may be a misunderstanding. I can understand."

Hearing this, Director Wang from the Street Office breathed a sigh of relief and gave Chen Xueru a look of gratitude.

Some things can't be weighed even if they weigh four ounces, and they can't be weighed even if they weigh a thousand kilograms.

Director Wang of the Street Office felt like he had survived a disaster at this moment. Looking at Jia Dongxu, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Jia Dongxu, you are deliberately destroying the relationship with our brother country. Come back to the street office with me first. I will send you to the relevant department for investigation!"

Although Dasha will not pursue responsibility, the impact has already been caused, and the subdistrict office must give an explanation to the relevant departments.

The relevant departments even need to identify whether Jia Dongxu did this intentionally or whether he was instructed by certain forces.

If it's the latter, things will get out of hand.

Director Wang from the Street Office was also racked with the struggle in his mind.

Jia Dongxu originally thought that this time he would just be scolded and fined as usual.

Now that I heard that he was going to be handed over to the relevant authorities, my heart was pounding as if it was going to jump out of my chest. A chill ran down my spine.

"Director, I am innocent! I am innocent!"

Jia Dongxu pointed at Yi Zhonghai and shouted, "Yi Zhonghai did it."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yi Zhonghai was shocked.

Jia Dongxu said: "I just reported to Yi Zhonghai that Li Aiguo had a foreign woman. In order to suppress Li Aiguo, Yi Zhonghai deliberately asked me to cause trouble for Li Aiguo! He is the mastermind!"

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect that Jia Dongxu would betray him, and he became panicked at the time.

"Jia Dongxu, do you know what you are talking about? I am your master."

Yi Zhonghai desperately winked at Jia Dongxu, warning him that if he insisted on acting recklessly, the consequences would be serious.

But for Jia Dongxu, nothing could be more serious than being taken away by the relevant authorities.

Jia Dongxu insisted that he was instructed by Yi Zhonghai to do so.

The residents in the compound all looked at Yi Zhonghai with strange eyes.

"I was wondering why Yi Zhonghai was so active today. Turns out he wanted to harm Li Aiguo!"

"I saw it a long time ago. Yi Zhonghai is just afraid that his position as the great uncle will be taken away by Li Aiguo."

"A person like this is not worthy of being the master of our compound."

The whispers were like a sharp knife piercing Yi Zhonghai's heart. He looked at the chaotic compound with a pale face.

Everyone pointed at him, whispered to each other, and looked at him with contempt, as if they were seeing demons from hell.

Yi Zhonghai knew that if he continued, he would definitely get into big trouble. His expression changed and he said:
"Jia Dongxu, you can't be too selfish. I understand that you are afraid of being punished, but you can't lie and put all the blame on me."

Yi Zhonghai pretended to be so angry that he coughed violently for a while, then looked at the residents and said, "Dear neighbors, I want to apologize to you all.

These years I have been thinking about the fact that Jia Dongxu's father died early.

Their family lives a hard life. In order to take care of them, sometimes when Jia Dongxu makes mistakes, I, as his master and uncle, also protect him.

I am guilty. If I had not indulged Jia Dongxu at the beginning, Jia Dongxu would not have become so cruel!
I want to apologize to everyone today!"

Yi Zhonghai bowed deeply to the residents.

The noisy courtyard suddenly became quiet and everyone was stunned.

As the eldest uncle in the compound, when has Yi Zhonghai ever apologized to anyone?
What's more, he took the initiative to admit that he had protected Jia Dongxu.

Liu Lan whispered in the crowd: "Yi Zhonghai is really good at this. He retreats to advance and avoids the important issues. Jia Dongxu is in big trouble now."

Xu Damao’s brain is no longer enough at this moment.

Just now he thought that his plan had failed and Li Aiguo was going to be in trouble, so he was thinking about escaping.

Unexpectedly, in just a blink of an eye, Li Aiguo turned the tables, leaving Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu to fight each other.

"Hehe, I, Xu Damao, am indeed the smartest person in the compound."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Lan grabbed his waist.

"Xu Damao, was this something you instigated behind the scenes?"

Liu Lan was very strong and twisted Xu Damao so hard that he grimaced in pain.

"Wife, please keep your voice down. Can you tell anyone about this?"

Liu Lan glared at Xu Damao fiercely and decided to settle the score with him when she got back.

Yi Zhonghai is the eldest uncle in the compound and also Jia Dongxu's master. He has been the patron saint of the Jia family over the years.

Now, the "craftsman spirit" suddenly emerged, stabbing Jia Dongxu in the back.

The situation at the scene reversed in an instant, and the residents looked at Jia Dongxu with contempt.

Jia Dongxu: Oh my god!

Jia Dongxu wanted to defend himself.

But Yi Zhonghai's lies were mixed with a lot of truth, and he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

It can only stand there like a wooden stake.

At this time, Jia Zhang ignored Qin Huairu's obstruction and rushed into the crowd, pointing at Yi Zhonghai's nose and cursing: "Yi Zhonghai, you old bastard, isn't it because my Dongxu doesn't want to be your son that you are trying to harm my Dongxu?

Old man, you died early. I am useless and can’t protect my son. Please open your eyes and take a look.”

Jia Zhang turned on the undead summoning mode, ignored the dust on the ground, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears.

Qin Huairu also rushed out and cried.

The scene was in complete chaos.

The residents were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family actually broke up in front of everyone!
Director Wang from the Subdistrict Office just felt his head buzzing.

Now each of them claims to be right, and neither can prove that it was the other's idea.

Director Wang looked at Li Aiguo and asked, "Aiguo, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Li Aiguo looked at the crying people and said, "It's hard to tell who is the mastermind between Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu. Let's send them both away."

Director Wang was also confused by anger just now. Hearing this, he nodded heavily and said, "Yes, yes, yes, this matter was caused by the two of them. They are both responsible."

Director Wang called two street office staff members over, pointed at Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu and said, "Take them to the street office and keep them under guard first."

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect that his plan to escape would be so easily solved by Li Aiguo, and he cried out that he was wronged. Jia Dongxu also started to cry.

Qin Huairu and the aunt both came up to plead for mercy.

However, since this matter involved international students, Director Wang of the Street Office was very firm in his attitude, and the two were still taken away.

Director Wang from the Street Office has to go back to deal with the follow-up matters.

Before leaving, he looked at Li Aiguo and Chen Xueru and said, "Thank you very much for what happened this time."

She knew that Dasha's decision not to pursue the matter further was inseparable from Li Aiguo and Chen Xueru.

"Auntie Wang, I am a resident of the neighborhood. How can I bring discredit to the neighborhood?" Li Aiguo said with a smile.

"Patriotism or your ideological awareness is high."

Director Wang of the Street Office pondered for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it and turned and left.

After the crowd dispersed.

Li Aiguo and Dasha just returned to the house to have lunch.

Xu Damao's eldest son Hailong suddenly knocked on the door and brought a bag of pecans.

"Uncle Aiguo, this is what my Uncle Xu asked me to deliver."

Li Aiguo asked Chen Xueru to take the hickory nuts and asked Hailong with a smile, "Did your Uncle Xu and your mother have a fight?"

"Oh, Uncle Aiguo, how did you know that?" Hailong said in surprise, "My mother blamed my Uncle Xu for doing something stupid and is scolding him at home."

"I know, you go back first."

After Li Aiguo returned the net bag, he took out a White Rabbit candy from his pocket and gave it to Hailong.

The child got the candy and left happily.

Chen Xueru also saw the problem and said worriedly, "Brother Aiguo, why did Damao and his wife send so many pecans to our family? There must be something behind this."

"It's true, but it doesn't matter now."

Li Aiguo picked up some walnuts, which weighed about five or six kilograms. He looked at Dasha and said, "Give some to Dasha when we report to Jingcheng University this afternoon. Girls always like to eat snacks."

Dasha nodded with a smile, without any of the reserve that a girl should have.

She had just worshipped Chen Xueru as her elder sister. What was there to be embarrassed about eating some pecans from her brother-in-law's house?

Chen Xueru and Dasha made lunch together.

Ma tofu, vinegar-fried wood beard, beetroot soup and salad are a fusion of Chinese and Western cuisine.

It’s just that Chen Xueru is not used to eating salad.

Just chop the cabbage leaves, cucumber strips, and carrots, add some salt and oil, and it's a dish, right?
She always felt that this was a dish made by lazy foreign women.

Finished lunch.

Li Aiguo raised his wrist to see that it was getting late. Thinking that he still had some formalities to go through, he rode his bicycle with Dasha to Capital University.

Li Aiguo has applied for a pass because he often reads in the library.

After registering at the gatehouse, Li Aiguo looked at the security officer and asked, "Comrade, which department is responsible for the registration of international students?"

The security officer for the "international students" looked at Dasha and was also a little confused.

It’s not that he is unprofessional, but at that time, Beijing University did not have a college for international students.

The security officer immediately contacted the Academic Affairs Department. After hanging up the phone, he smiled and said, "International students are temporarily under the management of the Academic Affairs Office. You can go to see Deputy Director Zhang of the Academic Affairs Office."

"How do I get to the Academic Affairs Office?" Li Aiguo asked.

Security officer: "."

At this time, Li Aiguo saw a familiar figure and shouted: "Zong Xianfeng!"

Zong Xianfeng, who had just sent money to his family, turned around and saw that it was Li Aiguo, and ran over excitedly.

"Brother Aiguo, why are you here? Are you going to the library?"

"No, we are sending this girl here today to go through the admission procedures." Li Aiguo introduced Dasha to Zong Xianfeng.

Zong Xianfeng then noticed the foreign girl standing next to him and immediately became reserved. He nodded at Dasha and said, "Hello, Comrade Dasha. I am a junior student at Jingcheng University. My name is Zong Xianfeng."

"Hello, my name is Dasha, and I'm from Zaporizhia State University."

Dasha had a good impression of this dull Chinese student.

They are polite, low-key, speak with substance, and their personalities are very different from those of the Russians.

Zong Xianfeng was also very enthusiastic about Dasha. Dasha was from a brother country and a like-minded revolutionary comrade.

Zong Xianfeng was originally going to work part-time at the library, but when Dasha reported in, he said that he was familiar with the situation on campus and was willing to help.

Li Aiguo was worried about not being able to get familiar with Beijing University, and now that someone was willing to help him, he naturally agreed.

"Comrade Dasha, this is the Boya Pagoda, which was built in the style of the ancient Randeng Pagoda in Tongzhou.

It’s actually a water tower. All the water used in our dormitory needs to pass through here.”

“This is Weiming Lake, which was originally part of the Old Summer Palace.

After the Old Summer Palace was burned down, it was assigned to the Capital University, reminding us students not to forget that humiliating history.

Along the way, Zong Xianfeng fulfilled his duties as a guide and introduced Dasha to the famous buildings of Jingcheng University.

Dasha nodded repeatedly after listening to this. These buildings have a strong historical imprint and carry cultural heritage.

When he arrived at the Academic Affairs Office, Li Aiguo met Deputy Director Zhang, who was in charge of international students.

Deputy Director Zhang had already received a notice from the foreign affairs department. After checking the formalities, he looked at Dasha and said:

"Comrade Dasha, according to regulations, we need to test your Chinese proficiency."

This was something Li Aiguo knew before.

Universities are still very upright these days, and even though these international students are of great importance, they have not relaxed the admission standards.

If international students don't even know the local language, then there is no point in studying here.

Every international student must take a language proficiency test before admission. If the language level is not up to standard, they need to learn Chinese first before they can go through the admission procedures.

Dasha has a good talent for languages ​​and particularly likes Chinese culture, so Chinese is naturally not a problem for her.

After testing, her level reached level two.

Deputy Director Zhang helped her with the admission procedures, then looked at Dasha and said, "According to regulations, the tuition fee is thirty yuan per academic year. You can pay it in rubles."

Wow, they actually charge tuition from international students! Li Aiguo was amazed.

You should know that these days domestic students can go to university for free, and they also receive a subsidy of ten yuan per month.

Dasha had previously exchanged a lot of RMB through the Russian foreign affairs department and took out thirty yuan.

While Dasha was paying, Li Aiguo pulled Deputy Director Zhang aside and asked, "Do you provide living allowances for international students?"

"Subsidy? What subsidy?"

"It's just a living allowance. They came all the way to our house to study, shouldn't we show some appreciation?"

Deputy Director Zhang said strangely: "The families of these international students are much richer than ours. Besides, those who can come to study abroad have good family conditions.

So many of our students can't even afford white bread, and we're using money to subsidize these international students. Don't you think there's something wrong with the logic?"

Li Aiguo thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case.

Dasha's family conditions are average among international students.

But her parents' combined monthly salary was as much as five or six hundred yuan, and the family owned several buildings.

It would be a huge joke to give money to those who need it the least.

After the formalities were completed, Deputy Director Zhang handed the student ID to Dasha: "Comrade Dasha, welcome to become a member of our Jingcheng University. Your class schedule is in the information. Your dormitory is Women's Dormitory 306. You also need to go to the Logistics Department to pay and get a meal ticket."

Li Aiguo asked again: "Don't we have anyone to help us?"

"Help?" Deputy Director Zhang asked again in confusion.

"It means helping Comrade Dasha carry things, buying meal tickets for her, taking care of her in study and life, and letting her feel our enthusiasm."

Deputy Director Zhang explained: "These international students come here to study, and adapting to life in a foreign country is also part of their study."

I had no choice but to leave the Academic Affairs Office with Dasha.

While walking outside, Li Aiguo suddenly stopped, looked at Zong Xianfeng and said, "Xianfeng, Dasha is my sister. If you are not busy today, can you help her settle down?"

In Dasha's application to study abroad, Li Aiguo was her guardian in China, so naturally he had to take good care of her.

Zong Xianfeng nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Brother Aiguo, don't worry. I have been at Jingcheng University for three years and I am familiar with everything."

Although Dasha felt that she should be self-reliant, she thought that there might be many "taboos" here, just like in the Russians, so she had no objection.

Li Aiguo was indeed foresighted. Even with the help of Zong Xianfeng, it was already time for dinner by the time he had finished everything.

Li Aiguo originally planned to invite the two to visit a state-owned enterprise outside and have a meal, but was stopped by Zong Xianfeng.

"Brother Aiguo, one of my classmates is going home today. We can eat his food."

"Eat his?"

After Zong Xianfeng's explanation, Li Aiguo finally understood.

It turns out that students at Jingcheng University don’t have to pay for meals these days, but each student has a small ticket and is assigned a position.

As long as you have a small card, you can go and get your meal.

"Well, I'll take advantage of you today."

Li Aiguo knew that Zong Xianfeng was so eager to help and invited him to dinner because he wanted to repay him for helping him buy the tickets.

In addition to the first time he helped Zong Xianfeng buy a ticket, every winter and summer vacation, Li Aiguo would always find a freight train passing by and let Zong Xianfeng take a free ride.

All in all, the car fare alone is worth dozens of dollars.

Zong Xianfeng also wanted to give the money to Li Aiguo, but was rejected.

"Let's go, let's go eat!"

"Brother Aiguo, if you want to eat, you need a stool." Zong Xianfeng ran back to the dormitory and brought two stools.

"It's really a good university that doesn't even provide stools!"

When he walked to the cafeteria door and saw the students carrying lunch boxes in one hand and stools in the other, Li Aiguo couldn't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)