Zhiwen's eyes instantly lit up when he heard that, "Then I must study hard, strive to get into high school and, just like my Uncle, work in a factory and get rationed food."
For the sake of having meat at every meal, he was willing to give it his all.
"Me too, I also want to study hard and become a factory worker in the city," Zhiwu said resolutely.
Jiang Mianmian thought about the not-too-distant future when the country had developed and working in the city wouldn't be as prestigious as it was then.
So she suggested, "Big Brother, Second Brother, I think we need to look further ahead. You shouldn't just aim for high school; you should set your sights on college as your ultimate goal."
"Ah?! College?? Mianmian, we can't do that, we don't have brains as smart as yours. If we could get into high school, it would already be a blessing from our ancestors." As soon as Zhiwen heard Jiang Mianmian's words, he began shaking his head even more vigorously.
