Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 530: The Small Grove

Chapter 530: Chapter 530: The Small Grove

Rather than a love essay, it seemed more like Bian Haiying was confessing her own feelings, her aspirations, her pursuits, and her endless affection for her lover.

If Lin Han were the paranoid type, he might well take the essay personally.

But Song Yunuan really couldn’t do anything about this Prose Society.

After all, this was the eighties, the era most brimming with passion and idealism in pursuit of romance and poetry.

They loved to cut out articles and photos from newspapers, loved to copy down quotes and fine sentences from famous people, and even more, they loved to create, to engage in anything related to the written word.

Song Yunuan turned her head, ready to read her own book.

Bian Haiying glanced at Song Yunuan, frowning slightly. Song Yunuan appeared low-key, but was actually anything but.

She even dared to ask for leave during class time. Who knows what she did when she went out, since she never shared with them upon returning. However, Haiying couldn’t really say anything because every time Song Yunuan came back, she would bring something delicious for them.

All they knew was that she came from Beiquan and said she was from an ordinary family, with grandparents and parents who lived in the countryside.

But her generosity was quite notable.

Whether she was being intentionally generous to curry favor and secure her standing in the dormitory, or for some other reason, it wasn’t clear.

If her family was wealthy, it would be fine, but if not, her family would surely suffer the consequences.

Yet she seemed not to care much about others’ opinions, always doing as she pleased.

Strangely, no one dared to look down on her.

How to describe it? She had her own glow, an aura that shined whenever she was present.

Moreover, the other two roommates didn’t dislike Song Yunuan, instead they seemed to like and take care of her.

However, Bian Haiying always felt that Song Yunuan seemed to have some sort of opinion about her, so she held back her displeasure and softened her voice on purpose as she asked, "Little Nuan, what do you think of the prose I wrote? Could you give me some feedback?"

Song Yunuan put down the book in her hand. She turned, her gaze fixed intently on Bian Haiying.

Then she said with a smile, "I don’t usually read prose, but listening to your recitation just now, the artistic conception of your piece is quite beautiful, like the clouds in the sky. It sounds so ethereal, yet it makes one particularly yearn for the scene you depict with your words. I think the school journal should definitely publish it, so this soda is as good as ours."

Bian Haiying smiled triumphantly.

Even Professor Lin had praised her for her talent, calling her a rare genius.

Being complimented by Professor Lin made her so happy inside, sweet as if she had been coated with honey.

But these things, she had no plans to share with the other three.

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To avoid drawing undue attention, Song Yunuan always kept the volume of her Dongfang Hong to the lowest.

But everyone knew when she had classes, so no one would call her during class times. In case of anything, they would call at noon or in the evening.

Song Yunuan received a call from the provincial city.

It was from her two grandfathers.

They said they would be coming to Beidu for a conference soon.

It was the same conference, and it happened to end just in time for the National Day holiday, when they would be able to return together.

Old Mrs. Song had stayed behind precisely because she wanted to go back with her grandchildren during the National Day holiday.

Although Nanshan County Town is a small city, it is one of the stops on the Jingquan Railway Line.

When the train service was first introduced, it didn’t stop in Nanshan County Town.

Trains would just whiz by, as if the town didn’t exist at all.

It was only after Kou County lobbied intensely that the train finally began stopping in Nanshan County Town.

However, there were only a few short minutes for boarding and alighting, making it resemble a hundred-meter sprint each time.

Later, the stop was extended by three minutes, which felt somewhat better.

There was no need for transfers, as it went straight to your destination, so Old Mrs. Song decided to bring her grandchildren back to Nanshan County Town during the National Day holiday.

Besides, after National Day, Xia Xinshan was getting married.

While it wasn’t going to be a grand affair, the necessary ceremonies were still there.

As a relative, she was definitely going to attend.

So, Song Yunuan let the Third Grandpa and Fourth Grandpa in the provincial city know when she would be going back to her hometown for the holiday, and also mentioned her uncle’s wedding—inviting the two elders to come to Erdao River Village if they had time to enjoy the festivities.

What she didn’t expect was that they would come for a meeting before that.

Song Yunuan thought to herself that the train ride this time would still be lively.

In the afternoon, Old Master Gu called to ask Song Yunuan if she was comfortable with the idea—if she was, he wanted to take Little Asheng and Yingying to North Camp.

He had some matters to attend to there, and since the two kids had always nagged about wanting to see a real tank, this was a perfect opportunity to broaden their horizons. They could also stay there for a few days to soak up the atmosphere and get some training. At the end of the conversation, Old Master Gu said, "I don’t know if your grandmother can bear to let them go, but when I saw Asheng the day before yesterday, although he’s grown taller, he’s also gotten fatter. Every day, all he thinks about is one delicacy after another. He even told me his dream is to eat his way to invincibility. It’s fine to enjoy food and drink, but it’s time for some exercise. When Huai’an was his age, he was studying while I was training him in North Camp. It wasn’t like your brother, pampered and spoiled like a candy in a honey pot."

Song Yunuan found this description quite apt.

She immediately said, "Alright, let’s do as Grandpa Gu says. You go ahead and take them, I’ll call now."

When Old Mrs. Song heard that her grandson was to be taken to such a place to gain experience, she slapped her thigh in excitement. Of course, he should go—it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a boy to see the world. Her grandson was truly blessed, having been spoiled to the skies by his sister, and now even the important figures he couldn’t have dreamed of were particularly fond of him.

Who else could enjoy such treatment?

So Old Master Gu took an exuberant Asheng and Yingying to North Camp.

Kurt Gymm called Song Yunuan to confirm that since both parties agreed, he would start making arrangements on his end.

Regarding the signing of the agreement, Kurt said both sides enjoyed a pleasant cooperation and trusted each other. He was bringing food with him this time, and they would sign the agreement together and then take care of the goods exchange.

This time, he would be bringing a team, as the amount involved in this transaction was larger, and the procedures need to be more meticulous.

No sooner had Song Yunuan hung up the phone with Kurt Gymm than Gu Huai’an also called, inviting her out for a meal and taking the opportunity to talk to her about something.

He emphasized that it was regarding her current grain deal.

It was after school by then, so she could go out without needing to ask for leave.

When passing by a small grove, Song Yunuan happened to see a group of about ten students surrounding Lin Han.

Speaking of which, she wasn’t familiar with Lin Han.

That’s because Professor Lin thought very highly of himself and was quite popular among the female students. Of course, there were also many literary young men who admired him.

So, Lin Han didn’t make a point of initiating conversation with any particular female student.

Take Song Yunuan, for instance—although she was the prettiest, as long as she was polite and kept her distance from Professor Lin, he wouldn’t approach her.