On the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, Song Weiyang returned to Xikang Province.

First, I went to Lin Zhuoyun's house in Rongcheng. Both the old man and the old lady were very tough.

Last year, the old man of the Lin family officially retired. At first, he was very uncomfortable and was inexplicably hospitalized. Now he is cured. He goes to the park every day and invites him to fish in the suburbs every few days. He should not live too casually in his later years.

Doudou returned home and saw a lion dog when she entered the door. She rushed forward and hugged and ravaged her: "Wow, Xiaobai, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still remember me?"

"Woom!" The lion dog barked twice.

Doudou put down the dog and ordered: "Hurry up and bow to me and say Happy New Year!"

The lion dog ran away when he got off the ground, leaving only one dog's butt for Doudou to show.

"Don't run!" Doudou was furious.

Lin's mother greeted warmly: "Xiao Song is here, sit down and watch TV."

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Mom, where is my dad?"

"He plays ball in the park and goes every day. He doesn't care about his daughter going home during the Chinese New Year." Lin's mother complained.

"Football?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

"He is still playing football? His waist breaks. It's the goal!" Lin's mother smiled.

Goal ball, also known as croquet, originated in France and became popular in the UK. Later it was spread to Japan and benzene and introduced to China in the 1980s.

Young friends may not have heard of this sport, but it was very popular in the 1990s. Some counties and cities had thousands of goal courts, and even held various provincial goal ball games.

Well, it's basically the elderly who are playing.

Just as noon approached, Lin's father slowly returned home with the club, and smiled and said to Song Weiyang: "When did Xiao Song arrive?"

"It was almost 11 o'clock in the morning when we arrived in Chengdu," Song Wei raised up and helped the old man get the club, "Uncle, happy Chinese New Year!"

"Haha, you are happy too." Lin's father seemed to be more cheerful than before retirement.

Lin Zhuoyun was cooking with her mother in the kitchen. When she heard the sound, she also came to the living room to greet her.

Doudou was training dogs. After half an hour of hard work, she finally restored her memory. She carried the dog over and ordered: "Xiaobai, bow to my grandfather quickly and say Happy New Year!"

The lion dog stood up, his front legs were closed together, and he bowed and gestured: "Wo Wang!"

"So well-behaved!"

Doudou smiled and threw the prize over, which was the sausage she stole from the kitchen.

Lin's father pulled his granddaughter to the front and looked at him happily, "I've grown taller again, how are you studying? Can you keep up with the junior high school course?"

Doudou said proudly: "Junior high school is just like that, it's as simple as elementary school."

"That's good," said Lin's father, "You have been smart since childhood, but you are too playful, you must work harder."

"I understand." Doudou said with a smile, treating her grandfather's warning as wind in her ears.

Doudou is indeed smart. She doesn't take notes in class and understands everything after listening carefully. The main reason is that the junior high school courses are too simple and there is little content, so she can handle them with her brain.

Unfortunately, Doudou has poor study habits. She doesn’t take notes in class and often doesn’t do homework after class. When she goes to high school, she will be confused and her academic performance will continue to decline because the high school course content is much more than that in junior high school.

Lin's father continued to ask: "Does any classmates in the school bully you?"

Doudou smiled and said, "It's all me who teases others."

Lin's father was speechless and taught: "You are a big girl, don't be so naughty, you must unite and be friendly to your classmates."

"I know," Doudou said, "I have a few particularly good friends, and we learn from each other and make progress."

Song Weiyang thought to himself: It’s almost the same to be naughty with each other, I don’t know you yet?

Suddenly the ringtone of the cell phone rang, and it was from Jiangcheng: "Chairman, I found it, but Wu Lei graduated in 1992, has two."

Song Weiyang walked to the balcony to listen to the phone: "It's very fast, it's only been a day and a half."

The phone said: "The school is on holiday. As the manager of Xifeng Branch, I visited the leader of the Academic Affairs Office of Wuhan University. By the way, I gave him some gifts and said that our company has recruited a graduate from Wuhan University, but the files are not detailed, so I want to ask him to help check it out."

"How much does it cost to give gifts?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Not much," said the man.

"How much does it mean? I'll send it to you. This is my personal matter and I can't leave the company's account." Song Weiyang said.

The man said, "The chairman's affairs cannot be delayed. I gave me a gift of 5,000 yuan."

"Okay," Song Weiyang said, "You fax the information to the Rongcheng branch and send your remittance address."

"No, I still have 5,000 yuan." The man smiled.

"If you say it, I'll give it to you, I'll die," Song Weiyang said, "I wish you a happy New Year!"

The man said excitedly: "I wish the Chairman a happy New Year and all the best!"

Lin’s mother’s shout came from the kitchen: “Lao Lin, come here and serve the dishes quickly, don’t sit in the living room!”

Lin's father stood up slowly and said dissatisfiedly: "For the New Year, you still mention the word "death". Can you say some auspicious words?"

"The New Year will be celebrated in two days." Lin's mother corrected.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's all you!" Lin's father didn't want to bother with women.

Song Weiyang hurriedly took Doudou to set up the dishes and chopsticks, and soon everyone sat down around the table.

Lin Zhuoyun pointed to the big plate in the middle and said, "Dad, this is the squirrel mandarin fish I made with my own hands. You can try it."

"Ha, you still learn how to cook, and you haven't seen you cook before." Lin's father's tone was sour, and he glanced at Song Weiyang with some jealousy.

Song Weiyang said seriously: "Uncle, don't look at me, I'm the victim."

Lin Zhuoyun glared at her: "Shut up!"

Doudou raised her hand and said, "I am also a victim. My aunt often put a lot of salt in her cooking."

"Hahahaha!" The two old men of the Lin family burst into laughter.

Just after lunch at the Lin family, people from the Rongcheng branch called and asked for the specific address. They soon sent someone to deliver the fax information to their door.

"What's wrong with the company?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

Song Weiyang casually said: "Well, I want to read a piece of information."

There were two Wu Lei who graduated from Wuhan University that year, but looking at the photos, they were not like Xiao Wu in a cafe. Unless this guy had plastic surgery, even if the ID photo was far from the real person, he would not even have a shadow of what he is now.

Song Weiyang was afraid of any omissions, so he asked Jiangcheng to check the student files for two years ago and about 1992.

Until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiangcheng sent information about seven people again.

From 1990 to 1995, all the graduates who Wu Da called Wu Lei were here, including correspondence students with archive records.

The truth is revealed. Wu Lei in Time Cafe is just a correspondence graduate from Wuhan University. This thing is very ubiquitous, especially in the early 1990s, when many key universities were engaged in correspondence courses, and even performed in exams. They could get a diploma by paying money.
Chapter completed!