Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 76 Her and His Years (Third Watch)

On the night of New Year's Eve, Yezi's mother cooked a table of authentic Miao family dishes, and invited Zhu Shijun and Xiao Xian over for dinner.Although the two families have only known each other for a year, it is like having a family of relatives now.It was Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhu Shijun thought that it wouldn't be interesting for Xiaoxian to accompany him to eat cold dishes and cold soup, so he agreed to Yezi's mother's invitation.

After the meal, the adults had to push the cups and set the cups. Xiaoxian's belly swelled after eating, and she felt so full that her throat was full just by sitting.

"Xiaoxian, let's go out to play with firecrackers," Yezi grimaced at Xiaoxian, holding several boxes of new-style firecrackers that Xiaoxian had never seen before.It's not quite the same as the string of five hundred firecrackers sent by San Gouzi last year.

A few days earlier, Yibal went to the city, and after selling the pigeons and eggs, he brought Yezi a few boxes of fireworks that could only be found in the city, saying that he was having fun with Cai Kankan at night.Hearing that Muma said that all the family members should be invited to spend the New Year together, Yezi hid it like a treasure until the New Year's Eve, and he didn't want to play with any friends he met.

The dusting of the Chinese New Year is over, and the open space under the Diaojiao building has been tidied up, and it is a good place to set off firecrackers.

Yezi took two sticks of incense from under the ancestor worship table, lit one end, and distributed them to Xiao Xian.

"This is a rolling land mine. If you throw it on the ground, it will look like a Hot Wheels." Yezi gave Xiaoxian a box very preciously.

Xiao Xian still remembered the firecrackers last time, the business exploded like thunder, after the ninth thunder, she was really not used to the thunder.

Yezi was the first to hold a rocket called a sky cannon. It was a kind of firecracker that boys like to play with. On a thin bamboo stick dyed festive red, a rocket-like Firecrackers,.When playing, gently pinch it with two fingers, and release it immediately after touching the core. When the firecracker is lifted into the air, it will make a sound similar to a whistle. After a bright sound, it will explode in mid-air .

The face of Yezi on the opposite side was brightened up and down in the occasional lighted firecrackers, which looked very unreal.

The firecrackers and fireworks gave Xiaoxian a hallucination. The past year was like a dream. After the thunder, she left Yuntengmen, and a face suddenly flashed in her mind.Senior brother Yun Guanzi, Xiao Xian's eyes widened suddenly, there was a certain part of her mind that she had been missing all along.

When the thunder that fell from the sky hit the firewood room, she also saw a face, how could Senior Brother Yun Guanzi be there?

"Xiaoxian, why don't you play, are you stupid when you're full?" Yezi waved the incense in front of Xiaoxian.

"You're just being stupid," Xiao Xianhu frowned. Apart from taming animals, this Yezi also has a talent, which is to make Xiao Xian instantly furious.

She grabbed a "rolling mine" casually, lit it, and threw it at Yezi.Yezi laughed and jumped aside.The "rolling mine" emitted a puff of white smoke, and rolled up on the ground like a spinning top.White, yellow, and red fireworks of various colors "chucked" out, and it looked really beautiful at night.

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"Mom, don't worry. There are many Chinese restaurants in the United States. I have already invited a few classmates for the New Year's Eve dinner. Please tell Dad not to talk about it. I have enough money. Well, that's it, I'll hang up first." Already." A small town near New York City in the United States - Itserka.In the Cornell University campus library after winter, Zhou Ziang just hung up the phone, walked back to the study room in the library, and stood in front of rows of French windows.

It has been three months since Zhou Ziang entered the country. The American culture is completely different from China. Even he, who is super adaptable, felt a little uncomfortable for a while. In order to adapt to life abroad as soon as possible, he chose to celebrate the New Year in the United States. When Xi Lijuan at home got the news, she almost ran across the ocean to the United States.

An afternoon of reading made Zhou Ziang's eyeballs sore, he rubbed his temples and looked into the distance.The campus of Cornell University is beautiful. In winter, lush trees can be seen everywhere on the campus, which is much more comfortable than being in the steel-lined Shanghai and the busy BJ.

In the past three months, he not only had to adapt to the all-English teaching environment, but also had to face outstanding students from various countries around him. However, these did not break Zhou Ziang. On the contrary, compared with international colleges and domestic key universities He is more suitable for foreign universities, which seem relaxed but face competition all the time.

After Zhou Ziang came to Cornell, he learned from his tutor that only senior students who are about to graduate or graduate students studying at the Cornell University Research Institute can access the experimental research of various gene variants.That means that if he wants to find the kind of mutant spiritual power he can absorb, he can only learn through continuous learning.The university adopts a credit-based learning method. Except for the first month to adapt to the environment, Zhou Ziang designed an intricate schedule for himself in the next two months. He must constantly compress the time , Before the spiritual power of the space is exhausted, it can be replenished with spiritual power, and even break through the gold space.

Looking out of the window grilles, there are a bunch of Chinese students on the lawn under the library. Today is Chinese New Year’s Eve. The foreign students who are very homesick abroad, regardless of the severe winter, bring food and beer, and candles for vigil. gathered together.

An international student from Shanghai, China raised his head and saw Zhou Ziang. After hesitating, he raised the beer bottle in his hand and made an invitation gesture to Zhou Ziang.

He is also Zhou Ziang's roommate, and the relationship between the two is neither good nor bad.In his impression, Zhou Ziang is a cool and hard-working student.Like all the students studying abroad at the end of the 90s, most of them are from wealthy families and have certain ideals, but it is rare to see people like Zhou Ziang who study hard, 24 hours a day, [-] hours a day study.

"Ang, come down and have a bottle together," the Shanghai student yelled at the window again. Zhou Ziang smiled and decided to put aside his studies tonight.He closed the textbook, put the desk and chair back to their original positions, and walked downstairs.

When they passed the door, a blond-haired American girl rushed in, and the two collided.The girl frowned in displeasure, and she heard a faint voice: "Sorry." Zhou Ziang walked away after finishing speaking, and did not stare at the beautiful face of the American female student like everyone else.

The female student straightened her clothes and left a schedule on the ground. She picked it up and looked at the full schedule with surprise in her eyes.

Most of the faces on the lawn were yellow-skinned faces, but there were three or four white and dark-skinned students from other countries who admired oriental culture.

Among the group of foreign students in their early twenties, Zhou Ziang looked a little immature.But as soon as he started talking, that immaturity slowly faded away, just like the sunset that fell on the horizon.

After everyone learned that Zhou Ziang was only 17 years old and was admitted as an international student with a full scholarship, everyone was dumbfounded.In those days, it was an honor to be able to go abroad, and it was even more extraordinary to be admitted by a foreign university.

"You young people make people jealous. You are still in the library during the Chinese New Year. You are really desperate," said Yao Feng, a 27-year-old Hong Kong student studying abroad. He is the oldest of a group of foreign students. Cornell is a graduate student, and usually takes care of a group of new students, so the international students call him Brother Yao.Yao Feng University studied at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, and he studied bioengineering.After graduating from university, he worked for a year, and then went to Cornell to study as a graduate student. Unlike undergraduate students, graduate students have a certain research nature. In the past few years of graduate school, Yao Feng has been working part-time. In addition to his studies, he also works part-time in the research institute of his mentor, Dr. Shancel.

"Brother Yao, it's not right for you to say that. Everyone knows that you haven't been home for three years, and every year you spend your holidays helping out at the research institute. Your green card should be fine this year, right? ?” Some of the foreign students drank a few bottles of beer, and the wine was just right, so they asked casually.

When the green card was mentioned, more than a dozen pairs of foreign students' eyes fell on Yao Feng. Everyone knew that Yao Feng's family background was average. He didn't go home these few years. A researcher position in Dr. Searle's research institute, with a fixed job, Yao Feng can get a green card from the United States.

Yao Feng took a look around among the foreign students, seeing those radiant and carefree faces, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, "I hope, there is a project coming to the institute recently, and I'm working with Zheng Hao, another graduate student from Taiwan. Responsible, if it succeeds, the chances of staying in the research institute are still very high. But the kid went with his new girlfriend tonight, but he didn’t come, don’t say these spoilers, I brought some dumplings over, the best in Chinatown The famous Northeast Da Niang dumplings, each person will have a few to satisfy their hunger."

As soon as they heard that there were dumplings to eat, the students were rude and rushed to grab them.

Zhou Ziang also got a few dumplings filled with celery and pork. Due to the cold weather, the more than a hundred dumplings packed to the school were already completely cold, and the dumpling skins were so hard that the ends turned up.But none of these international students who were tired of eating hamburgers and hot dogs complained. Everyone chewed the dumplings with great relish. Being in a foreign land, the food of the motherland has a special meaning.

As the night darkened, a few candles were lit on the lawn, and a few students who had drunk too much hung their shoulders and sang the national anthem, and some people choked up.

After Yao Feng met, he suggested that everyone go to the postgraduate dormitory. The apartment facilities there are better than the undergraduate dormitory. There is satellite TV, and you can watch domestic broadcasts.At that time, the satellite network was not as developed as it is now. The Chinese New Year has already passed, and the Spring Festival Gala has long since ended, but for students in the United States, this New Year's Eve has just begun.

Zhou Ziang didn't go to the dormitory with everyone. The former "Zhou Ziang" was a typical fan of electronic equipment, so he was hit by thunderbolts together with the computer on the night of thunder.

Seeing that he didn't want to go, Yao Feng didn't force him.

A group of people went to the graduate student apartment in a mighty manner.Zhou Ziang walked to the playground on the other side of the school.

On the other side of the school, there may be another group of Chinese students celebrating the New Year. A few dazzling fireworks rose from the ground in the sky, first in a ball, and then scattered, like stardust falling all over the sky.There was a slight smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

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