Zhou Cheng set down A Madman's Diary.
He had never properly read Brother Shuren's work in reality. Only after coming to this world had he read it seriously for the first time.
As reform and opening-up drew nearer, more and more private commercial activities were coming out into the open.
Bookstalls were one example.
Zhou Cheng gave Zhuang Tunan a thumbs-up, but the latter's smile was somewhat strained.
There was nothing Zhou Cheng could do about that. If he had been the elder brother, Zhuang Tunan would still have faced pressure, but he would not have struggled as much as he did now.
Unfortunately, Zhuang Tunan was the elder brother.
Lin Dongzhe was still in the courtyard shouting toward the neighboring households when Zhuang Chaoying happened to return.
Hearing this great magpie, Lin Dongzhe, announcing the good news, his face immediately lit up with delight.
He felt that Zhuang Tunan had finally lived up to all his painstaking efforts and sacrifices. The weariness of his journey was almost swept away, and even the carrying pole on his shoulder felt a little lighter.
Toward evening, the two families bought quite a bit of meat and cooked braised pork together.
Everyone gathered in the little courtyard to eat meat and celebrate Zhuang Tunan's admission to No. 1 Middle School.
"Congratulations, Teacher Zhuang! Tu Nan got into No. 1 Middle School, and next year it'll be Jingcheng's turn! Two children at No. 1 Middle School, then university afterward-the road ahead is wide open!"
Lin Wufeng spoke with a smile, wineglass in hand. Zhuang Chaoying nodded, his face wreathed in smiles. He had not the slightest doubt about Lin Wufeng's claim that Zhou Cheng would also get into No. 1 Middle School next year.
There was no helping it. His younger son was such