The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 893 - 862: Pride, Recommendation

Chapter 893: Chapter 862: Pride, Recommendation

Teacher Xiao Chen, curious, took a look and asked, "Teacher He, did your student write this too? Is this traditional Chinese characters? Ah, it turns out it was published in Xiangjiang."

"Yes, back then Tang Ping’an was just a very shy boy. While many were writing sentimental essays, he started writing novels in traditional Chinese characters," He Tiantian said. "He mustered the courage to show it to me, and it was written so well that I used my connections to send his martial arts novel to a Xiangjiang publisher, never expecting it to actually get published."

Teacher Zhou and Teacher Liu entered after finishing their classes, curious as well.

Teacher Xiao Chen quickly explained it to everyone, and Teacher Zhou, amazed, said, "Teacher He, could I take a look at the poetry collection?"

"Sure." He Tiantian nodded, hoping more people would recognize her student’s work.

Teacher Liu and Teacher Zhou wanted to see the martial arts novel.

After reading the novel, Teacher Zhou commented with emotion, "Beautifully written, the sentiment expressed so freely, I can’t believe a student wrote this."

He Tiantian took it over and read closely.

She discovered the sentences were exceptionally beautiful and that behind the beauty, there always lay a force.

After some thought, He Tiantian decided to write to Yuan Hua, asking her to send a copy of the poetry collection to Xie Wanying and see if it could be published in Xiangjiang, or perhaps adapted into a song?

He Tiantian quickly composed the letter, planning to send it out when she returned at noon.

Since He Tiantian hadn’t read the last volume, she lent the first two to Teacher Liu and Teacher Xiao Chen, but she made them promise to take good care of them, as they were a gift from her student and needed to be cherished.

At noon, He Tiantian went out specifically to mail the letter.

If it could be published in Xiangjiang, not only would there be a manuscript fee, but it might also attract a music company to adapt it into a song, which would mean another source of income.

With a wealthy material life, Yuan Hua could then devote herself wholeheartedly to creating even more beautiful poetry.

In the office, many envied Teacher He for having such students.

In the following period, He Tiantian often received magazines or books, all sent by students from Nan City, telling Teacher He about their achievements.

He Tiantian praised each one in turn.

Right before the Mid-Autumn Festival, He Tiantian personally arranged for the Sanfeng Bridge Pastry Shop in Nan City to send an enormous cake to the Chinese Department’s class of ’80, along with some other snacks, sponsoring their class reunion.

Although they could not meet face to face, the private connections persisted.

These connections might diminish over time, but they would always be remembered in their hearts.

From Friday on, He Tiantian had no classes to teach.

She felt utterly delighted.

Apart from visiting relatives and checking on the shop and the accounts, He Tiantian also wanted to throw a small party at home.

However, Huo Yingjie returned in the evening and told her that Zhou Yuanchao and Wang Ying had arrived in Yanjing.

He Tiantian thought for a moment and said, "I happen to be free tomorrow, so I’ll go over to Zhou Yuanchao’s place to see what they’re missing and help them get settled."

"You’re too kind," Huo Yingjie smiled. "Tomorrow I’ll go with Yuan Chao to his place. Wait for me there, and we’ll come back together."

"All right," He Tiantian nodded, sincerely treating her husband’s good brother and becoming good friends with Wang Ying as well.

The next day, after sending her child off to school, He Tiantian went to the address given by Huo Yingjie.

It was a flat assigned to Zhou Yuanchao by his employer, three bedrooms, two living rooms, over one hundred and twenty square meters—quite spacious.

Wang Ying lived on the third floor, and He Tiantian went upstairs to knock on the door.

When Wang Ying opened the door and saw it was He Tiantian, she exclaimed with delight, "Sister-in-law, come in quick. Being a stranger here, it’s finally nice to see someone I know."

"Where’s Bin?" He Tiantian asked as she carried things inside.

"The kid’s sleeping," said Wang Ying quietly. "Sister-in-law, I’m sorry for the mess; I’m still sorting things out."

"It’s normal for just moving in. I came over today to help out and see what your home is lacking," said He Tiantian with a smile. Setting down her things, she started helping Wang Ying tidy up.

Wang Ying also smiled and, without pretense towards He Tiantian, said, "Sister-in-law, I won’t stand on ceremony with you. I want to get the house in order quickly. Yuan Chao started work yesterday, and I have to start tomorrow. If I don’t finish, it’ll have to wait until the weekend."

"Ha, how is your father-in-law doing?" He Tiantian inquired, knowing that the reason Zhou Yuanchao reported for duty so late was due to his stepfather’s poor health.

Wang Ying couldn’t help but vent, saying, "Oh, my father-in-law is perfectly fine. He just didn’t want to leave Inner Mongolia and pretended to be sick to avoid it! Yuan Chao cared for him day and night, and when it was mentioned that he be taken to the hospital, he cursed Yuan Chao, saying he entrusted his life to the eternal blue sky and would go nowhere. In the end, my mother-in-law figured it out after asking around, only then did we learn the old man didn’t want to leave his hometown."

"Oh, so if your stepfather isn’t coming, your mother-in-law won’t come either, right?" He Tiantian asked. Zhou Yuanchao had always hoped to look after his parents, but work had never allowed it.

"Yeah," Wang Ying said with a bitter smile. "Although Yuan Chao is angry, he doesn’t blame his stepfather. He says the man has treated him like his own son since he was little, even with a younger sister born, he treated them equally. That’s why Yuan Chao wanted to bring the elders over—to care for them in their old age, since he’s not at ease leaving them back home."

"Indeed, older people have a hard time adjusting to new places," He Tiantian nodded. "You should also console Yuan Chao, tell him not to take it too hard—he’s already very filial. By the way, don’t you have a sister-in-law? How old is she?"

Wang Ying, pleased He Tiantian was asking about her sister-in-law, responded, "My sister-in-law Sarina is a lively girl from the grasslands, just fifteen, with a rosy, round little face that’s incredibly cute. The fact that we have her is why Yuan Chao and his stepfather haven’t had a big argument."

"Does your sister-in-law have any special talents?" He Tiantian asked, an idea forming in her mind.

Wang Ying thought for a moment and replied, "She can ride horses, herd livestock—does that count as a talent?"

"I guess it does, but it seems only useful on the grasslands, of no use in Yanjing," He Tiantian said reflectively. "I mean, like singing, dancing······"

"Right, right, my sister-in-law Sarina loves to sing, and she sings beautifully. She even won first place in a singing contest this year," Wang Ying mentioned. "Sister Tiantian, are you suggesting my sister-in-law try for a music conservatory here?"

"Ha, if the girl enjoys singing and she’s from a minority group, she should have a good chance. You know, uniting all nationalities has always been a central policy of the Party. If your sister-in-law comes to Yanjing, your in-laws will probably come as well," said He Tiantian with a smile, acknowledging the great idea.

It pained anyone to be unable to care for elderly parents.