C39 Su Jianguo's Grief

What does this Zhao Cheng mean?

Could it be that there was something else? But he had never heard of it. What kind of policy does the railway department have. . . Or, could it really be Zhao Cheng's own idea?

"Old Huang?" Zhao Cheng's voice was heard.

"Yes, if you really need it, then I'll edit it here. . . " Huang Yu still wishes to give himself some more time. After all, in order to figure out why Zhao Cheng is doing this, he must know if it is Zhang Yu or Zhang Hong's idea, right?

"I heard that you already have a printed version. You see, when is the right time, I will go to Beijing to look for you?" Zhao Cheng's words made Huang Yu have no choice but to ask what he was thinking in his heart.

"Elder Zhao, tell me the truth. Why are you in such a hurry? I feel uneasy. " Huang Yu asked his own question. After all, he was already so familiar with Zhao Cheng. He knew that Zhao Cheng was an old technical worker who was obsessed with knowledge. However, if there was any policy involved in this matter, it was better for him to ask more.

"It's nothing. I just want to ask you. " Zhao Cheng smiled. "I really hope that my students can learn the same knowledge as your students, even if they know that their qualifications may not necessarily be understood. This knowledge. But I still have hope. . . "

" Un. . . You are only holding onto hope to try it out? " Huang Yu was puzzled.

"Yes. I only have my own thoughts, I didn't tell Zhang Yu or Zhang Hong about this matter, even Old Cui doesn't know about it yet. " Zhao Cheng clearly stated his words.

"I understand what you mean. " Huang Yu nodded.

"Then. . . " Zhao Cheng asked expectantly.

"Since you want to try, then try. However, Old Zhao. . . "Huang Yu dragged out his voice.

"Okay, say it. " Zhao Cheng beamed with joy, even raising his voice by a few syllables.

"Next time, don't tell my student in private. This will easily cause my student's thoughts to wander. There are some things that you just need to tell me directly. " Huang Yu didn't plan on letting Zhao Cheng ask too many questions. After all, some research projects might be confidential.

"I understand. " Zhao Cheng understood what he meant and nodded. "I know what I should do. "

"It's good that you understand. Alright, let's do this in the future. " Huang Yu hung up the phone.

Although Zhao Cheng felt puzzled, he still understood that Huang Yu was a professor at Beijing Traffic University. There were some things that he should not ask.

A few days later, Zhao Cheng told Zhang Yu about his plan and his plan regarding electromechanics. He also told Zhang Yu to look for information on electromechanics to support Su Jianguo and the others.

When Zhang Yu was arranging the information, he happened to meet Su Jianguo, who had just returned from Su Jianying. Seeing Su Jianguo stumbling, Zhang Yu curiously stopped Su Jianguo.

"President Zhang?" Su Jianguo looked at Zhang Yu. "Why are you at school?"

Su Jianguo looked at Zhang Yu curiously. Zhang Yu smiled. "I have something to discuss with you. Do you want to eat hotpot?"

"President Zhang. . . This. . . " Su Jianguo wanted to reject Zhang Yu, but seeing Zhang Yu's friendly manner, he chose to comply. "Thank you. "

"Let's go. "

The two of them arrived at the hotpot restaurant. Su Jianguo stood up and poured a cup of wine for Zhang Yu, "President Zhang, why are you at school today?"

"I heard that Teacher Wang Ping wants to keep you at school?" Zhang Yu also learned from Cui Jin that Cui Jin wanted Su Jianguo to stay at school.

The meaning of staying at the school was that he could not be an engineer at Shanghai's railway station with Zhao Cheng. He had to be a teacher at Hangzhou's railway technical school for a few years.

"President Zhang, do you know?" After Su Jianguo returned, he submitted his letter of intent to Wang Ping.

After all, Su Jianying had given him too much of an impact. Su Jianguo did not know what his heart was like. He was even wondering if his studies were very important and what his talent was.

That's right. He had not been admitted into a university. Even in a technical school, the technical parameters he developed were slower than the other students by half a beat. He had even researched it with the help of his roommates. Compared to other students who worked part-time, Su Jianguo's talent was really mediocre.

"Little Su, don't you know that Shanghai's railway station is more important to you?" Zhang Yu said with a look of pity.

"President Zhang. . . I. . . " Su Jianguo did not know how to tell Zhang Yu that he was really doubting himself and everything else.

"What exactly happened to you? Why don't you tell me?" Zhang Yu wanted to know the answer. He wanted to know why Su Jianguo chose to stay at school and not develop at Shanghai's railway station.

"President Zhang, among my classmates, Not a good one. My memory is not as good as his, but I only know some history. I did not learn as much as him. I just know some truths. But in this case, because my family is poor. . . Understanding a lot of things and knowledge takes a lot of effort. I need to spend a lot of effort to understand it. " Su Jianguo looked at Zhang Yu seriously.

"So?" Zhang Yu did not think that this was the reason.

"President Zhang, my sister just dropped out of school and went to work at the factory. She told me that her talent is to do things. She did things that tailors did, not study. Her language is the number one in high school. She would always be number one. She had the chance to take the college entrance exam, but she gave up her studies in her second year of high school. Tell me, her talent is not studying. So, she stopped studying. " Su Jianguo looked at Zhang Yu and asked his question for the first time.

"So?" Zhang Yu waited for Su Jianguo to finish.

"That's why I don't understand. Such a good student. . . How can such an outstanding literary student feel that embroidery is good? So he gave up his studies and went to embroidery? I don't understand. Even a person like me who can't enroll in university is working hard to fly ahead of a stupid bird. Why is my sister, who has such talent for studying, going to waste halfway? President Zhang. . . "Su Jianguo approached the table and looked at Zhang Yu. " What exactly is studying? "

"Learning?" Zhang Yu looked at Su Jianguo. It seemed like this child was confused.

"Yes, I don't understand why I worked so hard. I'm lost, and I don't understand my dream being laughed at. Am I right or not? I still have nothing, and I still have no strength. . . I can't do anything, and I don't have any ability to change any of my sister's ideas. Even my life. . . I've worked so hard for so long, but it still hasn't changed much. President Zhang. . . Studies to change fate. But what have I changed?" Su Jianguo asked Zhang Yu with such sincerity.

"Learning allows you to have rich knowledge. " Zhang Yu looked at Su Jianguo. "I will let you understand what you should do. "

"Then, did my sister choose the right one? What she said was so true and so forceful. I didn't refute it at all. I couldn't refute it at all. President Zhang. Even if I understand what is right, what has changed in my life? What have I gained?" Su Jianguo was completely confused by his sister's words.

"Perhaps you have another opportunity, but it hasn't arrived yet. " Zhang Yu comforted him.

"Then, when will my opportunities arrive? When will my benefactor come? Where will my future be? Will my studies stop my children from studying? Can I drop out of school because I'm poor and go to the factory? Can I not let my sister and brother follow my sister and drop out of school and not pursue progress? No, no. Or rather, what is true progress? What is not pursuing progress? " Su Jianguo took out the money his younger sister gave him.

This money was comparable to Zhang Yu's son.

"Teacher Zhang. . . " Su Jianguo's hands trembled. Tears slowly flowed out of his eyes. He understood that poverty would only strengthen one's will. He understood that a man should never be poor. However, why was it that his goal was to be poor while his younger sister had yet to graduate and had yet to officially enter the factory to earn more than him?

Should he first have bread or roses? Was roses more important or bread more important?

"Teacher Zhang. . . Please allow me to call you teacher. I want to know what is wrong with me. Did I read the wrong book, or did I take the wrong path, or did I think too highly of myself?" Tears trickled down Su Jianguo's face.

"Little Su, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Yu looked at Su Jianguo doubtfully.

"Teacher Zhang, I. . . If I can stay in school. . . Do you know. . . "Su Jianguo's lips trembled as he continued," My father doesn't need to work during the day. He will go to the construction site to carry bricks at night. "

"Carrying bricks?" Zhang Yu had never thought of what kind of house Su Jianguo's family was like.

"Yeah, as long as I stay in school, I will have a stable job and I will have an iron rice bowl. The marriage that my father told me about might be successful. After all, I have been in this school for three years. I am twenty-one years old. . . I am now an adult. . . "Tears fell from Su Jianguo's eyes.

"Perhaps. . . " Zhang Yu still wanted to persuade Su Jianguo, but Su Jianguo shook his head.

"Teacher Zhang, my father is about to retire. My mother doesn't have a job, my brother and sister need to go to school. The land at home is going to be deserted. My mother and father need a daughter-in-law to help them with the farming. The life in Hangzhou is too expensive. My brother and sister need to go back to their hometown to study. Economic. . . Pressure. . . Pressed me. . . To the point that I can't go to Shanghai's railway station to develop. . . Maybe. . . I'm destined to be a poor person? " Su Jianguo covered his face.

Of course, he knew the importance of ideals. Of course, he knew the importance of Shanghai's railway station. However, his home was unable to allow him to continue studying.

He had to support his parents and his younger siblings. He could not let his elder sister start a family by herself.

And he hadn't paid for his family for many years. He. . . Had to do what he had to do. . .

And this matter was to not let his parents run around for money. This matter was to find a wife to support this family.

Perhaps, from the day he failed the college entrance examination, he was destined to be an ordinary person. He had no way to realize his dreams, no way to see his dreams.

Maybe he could only watch others become advanced engineers? Fortunately, the memories of the Youth Palace gave him the opportunity to teach and raise people.

"Teacher Zhang. . . Thank you for listening to my thoughts, and also thank you for thinking highly of me. . . But. . . Life is unpredictable. What can fate do? I am no longer the me of the past. . . Perhaps. . . I will be an ordinary me in the future. . . I am truly sorry. . . You have given me such high expectations. . . And I. . . Have achieved nothing. . . I am truly sorry. . . " Su Jianguo bowed deeply before turning around and leaving.

Zhang Yu frowned as he watched Su Jianguo leave.