Recently, Huairu has been busy every night until three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, just for cross-continental online meetings. By this time, Huai Ru was very tired.
If you go back to the office immediately, close the door, turn on the small lamp, boil a pot of coffee, and read a few pages of articles carefully, it would be great to sort out your thoughts.
But this time in Fan Jun's office, facing the battered Yang Xiude, Huai Ru finally couldn't bear to leave like this and walk away. He spent a lot of effort, and finally persuaded Yang Xiude to go out.
There is a small restaurant in an alley outside Shenda University. It was an ordinary one-story house with a not-so-large facade, and the peeled-off painted pillars vaguely indicated that it had been carefully decorated once.
After entering the door, there were six small tables inside. The teachers and students had already passed their meals, so naturally there was no one inside.
"It's secluded here, so it's good for us to have a meal together." Huai Ru beckoned Yang Xiude to sit down, and glanced at the greasy menu on the wall.
Yang Xiude kept his head down, staring endlessly at the cracks in the floor. Invisibly, he put himself into the crack of the ground and hid himself, as if he didn't need to talk to Huai Ru anymore.
The shopkeeper came over with a bottle of rice wine, "Why are you two coming to dinner so late? If you're not in a hurry, why don't you drink two bottles?"
Huai Ru glanced at Yang Xiude, shook his head and said with a smile, "Thanks, today is not the time."
"Drink! I'll drink! Bring four bottles here!" Yang Xiude suddenly stood up excitedly, and the red, swollen and wrinkled eye sockets were soaked with tears again.
Huai Ru patted him on the shoulder: "Don't force yourself if you can't take it anymore, you have to go back to the office in the afternoon."
Yang Xiude waved his hand and didn't care: "Boss, here is a bowl of fried noodles with beef and knife. I want a large portion. Add vinegar!"
Behind the table is the kitchen, and a transparent glass separates the inside and the outside. With a sound of "Zi La", there was a sound of oil in the iron pan, and the billowing white smoke engulfed the smell of onions and slowly diffused.
Huairu pinched the tip of his nose subconsciously, but the smell was still not as pungent, and tears welled up in an instant.
"Teacher Shi, you can have a drink with me!" Suddenly, Yang Xiude threw a small cup of rice wine in front of Huairu.
On the small table in the corner, there is the owner¡¯s radio, which is babbling and singing: ¡°Long knife and big bow, sitting on the east of the river, cars like flowing water and horses like dragons, looking at the mountains and rivers. Thousands of banners and flags are held by auspicious clouds, and the high place of Sutai is full of brocade, just stay in the palace tonight"
Huai Confucianism comes out, this is the bridge section of Fucha in Kunqu Opera "Huansha Ji". Originally, what I heard should be the pride of nostalgia, but now I feel a little heroic and short of breath after drinking a sip of rice wine.
Yang Xiude also raised his head, and drank all the rice wine in the small cup in one go. After all, he drank in a hurry, and somewhat hurt his throat. He gritted his teeth, slowed down, and finally said after a while: "Actually, I understand in my heart that what Fan Jun said is the truth"
"I am incomparable to you when posting articles. If I really had that ability, would I still be able to stay in Germany for so many years? Oh, everyone laughs at people like us. I¡¯m about to become a zombie. But I¡¯m not convinced in my heart, I just thought, as long as I can return to China, I can also become a famous person.¡±
Huairu pressed Yang Xiude's wrist: "Don't you want to eat noodles? Why are you drinking so much wine"
Yang Xiude looked at Huairu, and laughed speciously: "I am drunk today, who knows if I can drink this little wine tomorrow?"
"Mr. Shi, the times have changed, you know? When I first returned to China, I thought it was the same as before. It was just a postdoctoral fellow like me who rushed back to China to occupy a hole. Who would have thought that, in just a few years , everything has changed. People like you who have been awarded tenured teaching positions abroad are willing to return to China, and those of us who are half-level, who still want to stay?" (Remember the website website: www. hlnovel.com