Song Shulan was reborn and returned to 1975. The good thing is that her husband Xu Sixian, a top student in the Northern Qing Dynasty, also came back. The bad thing is that one of them is an educated youth who was forced to get married by his family, and the other is a poor boy with a bad background. They live in a leaky mud house in an educated youth spot. Even their marriage registration was almost blocked by the commune for political review.
In their previous life, they missed the college entrance examination. One was suppressed by his composition all his life and could only study physics at home when he was old. The other was forced to return to his hometown to get married and missed out on college. I wasted half my life and saved money, but the hole in my heart has not been filled.
Song Shulan plans to do two things at the same time in this life. As days get better, people also move towards higher ground. Xu Sixian repaired tractors during the day and watched physics with a flashlight in bed at night. She was behind the scenes calculating food stamps, dumping mountain goods, handling accounts for the secretary, and quietly saving the first pot of gold. Zhou Zhengqing, who was in the normal school, took a fancy to Xu Sixian's physics foundation and asked him to attend and gave him books.
In the late autumn of 1977, the college entrance examination resumed. One of the couple applied for physics at Tsinghua University, and the other applied for economics at Peking University. On the day when the results were released, Song Shulan was the top scorer in liberal arts, and Xu Sixian was the top scorer in science.
From then on, Xu Sixian got into the Northwest Secrecy Research Institute to become a powerful weapon, while Song Shulan opened a company in Beijing, attracted investment, and took care of everything for him. We got together less and separated more, and wrote letters one after another. When Lao Xu's project is declassified, honors will be added to him, and the last sentence of each award-winning speech is: "Thank you to my wife Song Shulan."
This academic couple walked from the leaky earthen house to the podium. What I missed in my previous life, I have earned back with interest in this life.
