During the Spring Festival of 1982, the country's statutory holiday was only three days. Businesses and government offices returned to work on the fourth day of the lunar new year, though schools started a little later.
For Li Ye, who was used to long holiday breaks, this was naturally extremely hard to adapt to. So he had arranged with Hu Man and the others in advance that normal studying would not resume until the sixth day of the lunar new year.
Even so, Li Ye felt he was already a model of diligence among transmigrators.
Hu Man and the others had also figured out Li Ye's temperament. Even when they came to the Second Grain Store to study, they would not arrive until the sun was high in the sky, and they made sure not to disturb Li Ye, bottling up any questions they had themselves.
But things did not go as planned. On the morning of the fourth day of the lunar new year, before Li Ye had even climbed out of the little heated kang bed, while he was still pondering where to find Li Dayong and where they could go for a stroll that day, Wen Leyu hurried over and knocked on his door.
"It's not even nine yet. What's the rush?"
"Quick, look. A telegram."
Li Ye hurriedly took the telegram and read it carefully.
Progress has been made. Return trip may be delayed. Please send the remaining manuscript to Room 306, Guangming Grand Hotel, XX Road, Beijing, as soon as possible.
Li Ye read it twice carefully. Only after confirming that there was no hidden meaning did he look at Wen Leyu. "It should be good news."
Wen Leyu nodded hard, her nose stinging. "It is good news."
Li Ye laughed. "If it's good news,