Lin Yan subconsciously resisted her mother's arrangements, especially because her mother actually secretly hid the letter from Song Yuanchao to her without telling her, which made Lin Yan extremely dissatisfied.

But then again, my mother is her own mother after all. Lin Yan has lived in the school dormitory for a long time these days. She still wonders when she hasn't seen her for so many days. In addition, she hasn't seen her father for many days, Lin Yan also wants to go home to meet him.

It is not the same thing to drag Zhao Minglei on like this. He simply went home today to explain things clearly with his parents, so he would not be able to continue to be unclear with Zhao Minglei like this.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan nodded, packed up and stood up and left the library with Zhao Minglei. The two of them arrived at the school gate. Originally, Lin Yan planned to take the bus home, but Zhao Minglei arranged a car to pick them up.

Looking at the 212, if you guessed correctly, it should be Zhao Minglei's father's car. She didn't say anything and got in the car. After they got in a firm position, the driver drove the car to Lin Yan's house.

Lin Yan's home is in the community of the Planning Commission's Family Courtyard. Her father, Lin Daoyuan, joined the Revolution when he was a student, participated in the War of Liberation and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. Later, he returned from the army to serve in the local area. After he resumed his work, he now works in the Planning Commission.

My mother Chen Yuqin used to work in the district committee, but is now transferred to the Model Worker Office of the Federation of Trade Unions.

When I got home, I opened the door and saw Chen Yuqin, who was busy in the kitchen, poking her head out when she heard the sound.

"Swallow, why did you come back so late?" Chen Yuqin complained as soon as she saw Lin Yan, but then when she saw Zhao Minglei coming in from behind, Chen Yuqin immediately smiled.

"It's Minglei, come in quickly, come in, you guys will come back together?"

"Hello, Auntie, this is the walnut pastry I brought to you, from Daoxiangcun. My mother said you would be the best place to eat." Zhao Minglei said with a smile and handed it over with the walnut pastry he held in his hand.

"Your mother is really a memory. She still remembers it for so many years. You are really good at it. You have been there from a long distance and I went to buy it. Thank you, aunt!" Chen Yuqin smiled and couldn't stop, rubbing her hands on her apron and putting it aside. Zhao Minglei said modestly that it doesn't matter, as long as Chen Yuqin likes it.

Chen Yuqin was even more satisfied with this. Anyway, seeing Zhao Minglei's words "happy" horizontally and vertically, the mother-in-law really likes the more she sees her son-in-law.

"Auntie, Uncle Lin hasn't returned yet?"

"I've been back a long time ago, I'm calling in the study. I'm not busy with work at work and I'm still busy when I get home. I'm just moving the office." Chen Yuqin said to the study room where the door was closed.

"At present, all the country is in trouble. Uncle Lin has a heavy responsibility in the Planning Commission, and there is no way to be busy." Zhao Minglei said with a smile.

"This is what Uncle Lin is like. When you get busy, work and life are inseparable. Forget it, let's not talk about him. Minglei, sit and chat with Yanzi first. I have two dishes to wait for a while before the meal will start." Chen Yuqin said casually, and then said to Lin Yan: "Swallow, don't stand stupidly, pour Minglei a glass of water to rest. You young people will chat by yourself!"

As she said that, she went into the kitchen to work hard again. Lin Yan looked at her mother's back speechlessly. She sighed in her heart, put her schoolbag into her room first, and poured a glass of water for Zhao Minglei... Along the way, Lin Yan didn't say anything to Zhao Minglei. Now when she got home, they were sitting on the sofa, one end and the other, the atmosphere seemed a little deserted.

"Swallow, four years of college will pass in a flash. I will be internship after the third year. Have you decided where to go for an internship?" Zhao Minglei thought about it and found a question.

"How long has it been gone now? I wonder if this is a little too early?" Lin Yan glanced at Zhao Minglei and asked back.

Lin Yan took the college entrance examination in 1977, but she actually entered the school in the spring of 1978, so her class was actually about the same time as Zhao Minglei's second class, and it was only less than half a year away.

According to the four years of college, Lin Yan was going to graduate in 1982. In fact, Class 77 and Class 78 are a relatively special group of college students, collectively known as Class 82. The graduation time of Class 77 is around January 1982, and the graduation time of Class 78 is around June, and the two are basically synchronized.

In terms of time, Lin Yan and the 77-level college students were about to start their internships at the beginning of 1981, and were officially assigned to work at the end of the year. They were graduating and leaving school in January 1982.

"Early early will definitely have the benefits of early morning. Although the work is allocated by the state after graduation, the news I received is that if there are corresponding units that propose targeted needs in advance, the school will give priority to it, so choosing an internship unit is very important at that time." Zhao Minglei said with a smile.

Lin Yan thought about it and asked back, "So you have already considered the internship matters now? Where are you planning to go then?"

"It's just a little personal initial thought." Zhao Minglei smiled modestly, but his expression was filled with a hint of pride: "I plan to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, or the Planning Commission where Uncle Lin works."

Hearing Zhao Minglei's answer, Lin Yan's mouth moved slightly. Zhao Minglei's abacus was pretty good. Both departments are popular ministries and commissions. The former is an important institution for foreign exchanges. Now, with the proposal of the central government's reform and opening up, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as a ministries and commission for foreign exchanges, is the top priority.

From the moment their generation of college students entered the university to change their lives and destiny, they changed their thoughts and ideals in terms of their thoughts and ideals. After so many years of closing the country, many college students are eager to understand the outside world and contact advanced Western things.

From this point of view, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is the goal that many people yearn for. It is probably Zhao Minglei's wish to be a handsome diplomat who directly faces exchanges and contacts with advanced Western countries.

As for the latter, the Planning Commission is the main department in charge of national economic planning and market macro-management. From national construction to people's livelihood, it is the work of the Planning Commission. Its importance in state ministries and commissions is self-evident. Due to the wide management and heavy power of the Planning Commission, the Planning Commission is also called the "small State Council".

"I have a good idea." Lin Yan said calmly.

Zhao Minglei thought Lin Yan's words were in agreement with him. He was very happy and said complacently: "You think it's good, right? How about we go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or the Planning Commission if we don't have time?"

Lin Yan was slightly stunned and suddenly felt funny. Zhao Minglei felt so good, right? Who did he think he was? If he wanted to join that ministry, he would join that ministry? And he had to go with him?... "This matter is too far away. Let's talk about it later. Now we are still students. It is more appropriate for students to focus on their studies. As for the future, it is not too late to think about it slowly." Lin Yan refused tactfully.

Who would have thought that Zhao Minglei had to understand what Lin Yan meant, but instead persuaded Lin Yan: "Swallow, you can't say that. If you don't have a long-term plan, you will have immediate worries. Some things will be considered early..."

Lin Yan felt a little irritated. In her opinion, Zhao Minglei was too realistic and she didn't like it very much.

"Mom! Are you ready for the meal? I'm hungry!" Before Zhao Minglei finished speaking, Lin Yan stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Zhao Minglei opened his mouth and seemed a little embarrassed, but soon calmed down again, and also got up and followed with a smile.

Today, Chen Yuqin specially made a table of good dishes. At the dinner table, Zhao Minglei tasted the food and gave Chen Yuqin a thumbs up, sincerely exaggerating that Aunt Chen's craftsmanship is really good, which made Chen Yuqin extremely happy. She kept picking up food for Zhao Minglei. She said that Minglei likes to eat more, and often comes in the future, Aunt Chen will make it for you.

Lin Yanquan, who was beside Chen Yuqin's enthusiasm, saw it all, and she didn't speak and silently slid her own food. As for her father Lin Daoyuan at home, he basically didn't care about these trivial matters. He just maintained the politeness that his elders should have to Zhao Minglei.

In fact, Lin Daoyuan had long seen his daughter's attitude towards Zhao Minglei. Seeing his wife's enthusiasm for Zhao Minglei, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Chen Yuqin introduced Zhao Minglei to her daughter, and Lin Daoyuan was neither supportive nor opposed. After all, Zhao Minglei's parents and Lin Daoyuan knew each other. Zhao Minglei had seen him since childhood and everyone was familiar with him.

But as a father, Lin Daoyuan is not as enthusiastic about Lin Yan's marriage events. In his opinion, his daughter has grown up and her future path depends on her own. Her parents' suggestions are just references but cannot make choices for her children. The key is also her own ideas.

From now on, Lin Yan had no idea about Zhao Minglei at all, and even the blind man could tell his cold attitude. However, his wife was shaved and her head was hot, and she only had Zhao Minglei, the "prospective son-in-law" she liked. Thinking of this, Lin Daoyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that she wanted to have a good talk with her wife about this.

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