Soon, in the cycle of my grandpa picking me up and sending me to school again and again, the college entrance examination arrived.

There was no suspense, I scored second in the city and eighth in the province with a score twenty points lower than the total score.

I, alone, rewrote the history of County No.1 High School, becoming the first student to be accepted by Peking University in over twenty years.

The principal was so happy that he gave me fifty thousand yuan in cash on the spot. The village head personally went to my house to deliver the good news to my grandpa.

My grandpa was so overjoyed that he couldn't find his bearings. He couldn't find the entrance to the courtyard for quite a while and it took more than half an hour for the village head and his party to enter the courtyard.

The village head said, "This old man has worked so hard, and the granddaughter he has raised is outstanding. She has brought glory to our village."

The village head stood next to my grandpa and nodded his head with a bigger amplitude than my grandpa's.

As the golden-haired girl of the Xia family, the legitimate granddaughter of Xia Dahus, I created two records in our village.

The first is that I am the first college student in the village, and the second is that I am the first college student from our village to go to Beijing.

I explained to my grandpa, and it turned out even better than he had imagined.

The people in the village no longer said any harsh words and started dancing Yangko to congratulate me.

My grandpa's hands went soft from collecting money, even though it was all in ten and eight yuan bills stacked together, to him, it was still a considerable sum when added up.

Our Lao Hu village was filled with joy and laughter as if it were a festival.

However, the significance of me going to Beijing is that I gave hope to the village.

Many fellow villagers were inspired by me.

Someone said, "That Xia girl from the Xia family seems average at most. It's been said that she was born a good student in high school. My son is much smarter than her. If he works hard, he can also go to Beijing."

Someone chimed in, "That's right, my daughter is no worse than her either. We should also support her well."

By the way, there is one more person worth mentioning.

It's my grandpa's brother who lives in the city. When he heard that I did so well on the exam, he made a special trip back to our hometown to visit my grandpa.

The last time he came was eighteen years ago when I was just born. My grandpa asked him to give me a name, and he said I should be called Yiran, meaning to live happily and contentedly.

My grandpa thought it was a good name.

He has done well in his career, while we lived in poverty, and he rarely contacted us.

This time he came on his own initiative, and my grandpa was very happy.

My grandpa told me, "This is what they mean when they say that there are distant relatives in remote mountains. Thanks to you, my eldest granddaughter, I have gained some face, and people are starting to respect me."

I just smiled, knowing that we still have a long way to go.

Later, I heard that this uncle of ours said to his own grandchildren, "Where else can you find such good conditions? Yet you can't compare to a little country girl who doesn't even have parents and only has a grandpa."

I heard about it and felt that he was being unreasonable.

What does he mean by saying that I only have a grandpa? Can his own grandchildren match up to my grandpa, huh?