I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 271 Xichuan Agricultural College

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Xichuan Agricultural College

Xichuan is the largest city in the northern part of West City, bordering Gelle State, and our country’s desertified land covers nearly one million square kilometers, with Xichuan accounting for one-fifth. Therefore, the greening construction in Xichuan has achieved such remarkable results in just two years, naturally drawing attention.

The barley grass planted last year can now be systematically grazed.

As long as it’s not overdone, the prairie and the sheep can complement each other.

The alfalfa seeds taken out from the laboratory were sold to Xiaxi Commune, where Mr. Qian led people to plant them on the reclaimed land. Now the alfalfa has already sprouted.

Although it wasn’t as vigorous as the barley grass, that wasteland finally saw green.

Qiao Qingyu didn’t raise sheep, but there was barley grass at the base, so she contacted the Mobei Prairie and purchased one hundred lamb, ten ewes, and four rams.

There wasn’t a separate breeding farm established; instead, it was directly incorporated into the farm.

The earliest residential area was partially dismantled to set up a sheep pen, and barley grass was planted everywhere possible. Some areas were lush green, while others were still bare. The soil there was indeed beyond salvaging, and there was no point in wasting the seeds.

Qiao Qingyu also mailed some alfalfa and ryegrass seeds to Station Chief Monk of the Mobei Prairie to diversify the grass species on the prairie.

Those grass seeds would grow more vigorously on the prairie than here in Xichuan.

Therefore, during the waiting period for the admission notice, there was none of the anxiety typically felt by other candidates. It seemed like only the blink of an eye before the admission notice arrived at the Tenghai Research Base, addressed to He Xiuyu.

So He Xiuyu was the first to get his hands on it. Seeing the address below, he was suddenly stunned, his brows knitting tightly together. He really wanted to open the envelope to check if there had been a mistake in the address or the contents.

Having nothing pressing to do, he hopped on his bicycle and sped home.

Rongrong had just finished lunch and was taking a nap, while Qiao Qingyu was wandering around in her own yard.

She was startled to see He Xiuyu return, "Why are you back? Not busy anymore?"

He Xiuyu lifted the envelope in his hand.

"Ah, has the notice arrived?" Although she was confident, she couldn’t be completely at ease until she saw it with her own eyes.

Isn’t there a saying in this world, "It’s not the ten thousand things one fears but the ’just in case.’"

He Xiuyu’s expression was somewhat complex, but Qiao Qingyu was too happy to notice. She took the envelope, and though He Xiuyu had not opened it, she tore it open and unfolded the admission notice inside, smiling cheerfully.

Her heart finally settled down.

He Xiuyu kept watching Qiao Qingyu, and only after seeing her expression did he realize she had kept a secret from him.

He didn’t even know what to say at first.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Finished looking?"

"Yes, I’ve finished," she replied.

"Why didn’t you tell me you applied to Xichuan Agricultural College?" asked He Xiuyu.

Imperial Agricultural University and Xichuan Agricultural College aren’t even on the same level in terms of faculty strength, scale, and age.

"I did indeed want to attend Imperial Agricultural University at first, but you see, my responsibilities here are growing. Plus, Professor Feng said he is now also a professor at Xichuan Agricultural College, so I changed my mind at the last minute."

The two stood under the shady grapevine trellis, where light filtered through gaps in the grape leaves. A breeze passed by, lifting a strand of hair on Qiao Qingyu’s forehead. He Xiuyu reached out to embrace his wife, his voice hoarse, "You married me with the hope of a comfortable life, but it has been tough since then."

"It’s good that you know it’s tough," Qiao Qingyu stated confidently, "so you have to repay me well."

Qiao Qingyu would never say she wasn’t tired; that was something a foolish woman would do.

Indeed, He Xiuyu felt even more heartbroken.

He didn’t go to work that afternoon. Instead, he stayed home washing clothes, mopping floors, tidying up the vegetable garden, and cooking dinner. After they were well-fed and satiated, they went out for a stroll. And then, everyone came to know that Qiao Qingyu had been accepted to Xichuan Agricultural College. There were those who congratulated, those who envied, and even those who whispered sneering remarks.

Of course, there were also quite a few who expressed regret.

With such high scores, she could have easily gotten into Imperial University.

During the summer, as the number of mosquitoes continued to increase, He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu quickly returned home.

That night, they switched on the lamp, crabs...

Attending Xichuan Agricultural College, although Qingyu couldn’t commute from home, she could return once a week. There was a daily car service to Tenghai Research Base from the Xichuan Office, so hitching a ride was very convenient.

Thus, there wasn’t a need to pack too much.

Qiao Qingyu felt that her decision was very wise. Moreover, who’s to say that after several decades, Xichuan Agricultural College wouldn’t become a top-tier Agricultural University?

It was only after stepping out of the laboratory that Su Yunyao learned that Qiao Qingyu had become the liberal arts valedictorian of West City; she also found out that Qingyu, still in order to take care of her family, had given up the chance to attend university in Beijing to go to the Agricultural College in Xichuan.

The admission notice had already been received.

Su Yunyao was stunned.

How was it possible?

How could Qiao Qingyu possibly be the liberal arts valedictorian?

It was truly a shock beyond words.

Although she was absolutely certain in her heart that this was not the Qiao Qingyu she knew.

The difference couldn’t be that drastic.

She used to think that Qingyu was just an old farmer, which made her feel quite disgusted on behalf of He Xiuyu for a while.

So what kind of deity or spirit was this Qiao Qingyu?

Su Yunyao felt she was getting somewhat depressed.

To say that Qiao Qingyu hadn’t attended a single day of school was an exaggeration, but Su Yunyao was crystal clear about her previous level of education.

Then, watching her work the land, Yunyao had assumed that the spirit that possessed this Qiao Qingyu must surely be some filthy, raggedy old farmer.

But now, that didn’t seem to be the case. What kind of old farmer could possibly become the liberal arts valedictorian of a province?

She knew that Qingyu was going to take the college entrance exams, and she knew she was attending tutoring classes. In Su Yunyao’s heart, it never crossed her mind that Qiao Qingyu could actually get into university.

Not to talk of university, the prospects of community college or even a distance education school were out of reach for her.

It would have been surprising enough if she had just not dropped out of elementary school.

But now, with the results out and the admission notice arriving, it really felt like a harsh slap across her face.

She wanted to claim that the results were fake or copied, but no one would believe her—who would a liberal arts valedictorian copy from, after all?

So her scores were indeed genuine, without a hint of falsification, something that stumped Su Yunyao completely.

She couldn’t hold back any longer and decided to look for He Xiuyu.

She was the project leader for the A-04 project. Contact with He Xiuyu was inevitable. When she knocked on the office door, He Xiuyu was the only one working inside.

The atmosphere at the base had been unusually tense and hectic lately, but she was only responsible for this one project, without involving herself in others. She was aware that there must have been some very important project underway.