"Let your son? Return to school... to study?"

Zhang Kun blinked and looked at Peng Chunhe in the air. Such a figure appeared in his mind.

She was wearing a tight leather jacket, ripped jeans on her feet, a pair of mid-tubes on her legs, shoes that looked like women's boots, seven or eight ear holes on her ears, ear studs as thick as fingers, nose like cows and nose rings, and a colorful chicken coop on her head, with a "rebellious" look on her face...

A non-mainstream king?

I'm sorry, it's difficult to persuade such a person to return to school and study...it's a nightmare level.

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly in his heart. Zhang Kun may not be smart in his knowledge of people, but he is still good at knowing himself. He knows how much he has.

Zhang Kun has always been a stupid person and is not good at speaking, especially when he persuades others. Instead of coming to him, it is better to find a psychiatrist, which may be more useful.

Just looking at how Peng Chun and Auntie are now, I'm afraid they can't find a psychologist.

In short, it felt like another big trouble, and Zhang Kun smiled bitterly in his heart.

However, Zhang Kun quickly cheered up a little, then looked at Peng Chunhe and asked softly: "Aunt Peng, can you introduce your son's situation?"

No matter what, since I have made up my mind to take on this matter, no matter how difficult it is, I just want to find a way, after all... What a big favor.

Hearing Zhang Kun’s question, Peng Chunhe nodded first, then his face seemed to be a little darker, and he whispered: “My son’s name is Wei Hongwen, he is eighteen years old this year.”

Eighteen years old, that is the same age as me. Zhang Kun nodded secretly.

"Hongwen was originally studying at Qingshan County No. 1 Middle School. After graduating from high school, he went out to work because he didn't get into college. This year is the third year."

Well, County No. 1 Middle School? Wait, after graduating from high school, go out to work... in the third year?

Zhang Kun blinked and looked at Peng Chunhe: "Aunt Peng, how old are you talking about your son?"

Peng Chunhe looked at Zhang Kun with some confusion, but he still said softly: "I am eighteen years old, this year, I am eighteen years old and five months old."

That's right, Zhang Kun smiled bitterly: "Aunt Peng, your son is quite early to study? He graduated from high school for three years at the age of 18 and studied at the age of three or four?"

"Oh, you mean this." Peng Chunhe seemed to have a sudden realization, and a chuckled suddenly appeared on his face: "Hongwen has been good at studying since childhood. He jumped two grades in elementary school and one grade in junior high school, so he graduated from high school at the age of fifteen."

A certain poor student suffered 10,000 points of damage...

Zhang Kun's face was stiff, and then he laughed dryly: "So, that's it, um, no, if his academic performance is good, how could he not get into college? Generally, the No. 1 Middle School in the county should be the best school in the local area, right?"

Peng Chunhe seemed to not feel Zhang Kun's embarrassment at all, and nodded quickly and said, "Well, Qingshan No. 1 Middle School is indeed the best school in our place. It is even famous in several counties and districts around. Many students from other counties and cities have tried to transfer to study."

"Then why didn't your son get into college?" Zhang Kun looked puzzled.

County No. 1 Middle School, even if you take Shaoxi where Zhang Kun is, Shaoxi No. 1 Middle School, the admission rate can be said to be far higher than that of Zhang Kun’s No. 1 Middle School. Every year, the college entrance examination will be at least one or two hundred people, and the second-tier university will be launched at least three or four hundred, or even four or five hundred.

You should know that there are only seven or eight hundred fresh students from No. 1 Middle School every year, and the rest are basically three-tier students. If there are those who don’t even get the third-tier students, they can basically be considered a “nare” existence in No. 1 Middle School.

According to Peng Chunhe, Qingshan No. 1 Middle School is even well-known in several counties and districts around it. The teaching quality and admission rate are definitely better than Shaoxi No. 1 Middle School.

Could it be that what Peng Chunhe said was that he didn’t get into college and didn’t get a first-class student?

Hearing Zhang Kun’s question, Peng Chunhe’s face became dark again, and he barely squeezed out a smile at Zhang Kun, but it quickly couldn’t maintain it. The corners of his mouth moved and finally whispered.

"Originally, Hongwen's academic performance was really good. He skipped two grades in elementary school and one grade in junior high school. He also got into the best high school in our place. When he was in the first year of high school, he passed the first grade in the whole class and the third grade in the whole school. However, when he was in the second year of high school, Hongwen's scores dropped rapidly. In the end, he only scored 134 points in the college entrance examination, and it was not enough to go to junior college."

Zhang Kun was a little stunned. This is a top student who once scored first in the class and third in the school. In two years, he only scored 134 points in the college entrance examination? What a joke? This decline is too exaggerated.

Zhang Kun blinked and then spit out a word: "Teenage rebellious period?"

Wei Hongwen graduated from high school at the age of fifteen, which means that the second year of high school is exactly fourteen. Isn’t it the beginning of the rebellious period of youth?

Peng Chunhe lowered his head: "At the beginning, we thought so, but later, after I died, I realized that it was not like this, not like this. They were all... because of me."

As he said that, tears began to slid down the corners of his eyes, and then he quickly covered his face and cried.

Zhang Kun was in a hurry to see it, not knowing what to do. When his mind changed, he immediately shouted: "Aunt Peng, can you tell me what's going on? If you don't explain it clearly, I can't help you."

When he heard Zhang Kun shouting, Peng Chunhe hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, sorted out his thoughts, and finally he slowly told the story.

Wei Hongwen was born in August 1991 and was the only son in the family. Since then, Peng Chun and his wife have never had children again.

At first, the Wei family was not in good condition and could not afford to raise a second child. Later, the country implemented a one-child policy, which was not allowed to have a second child. If they had a child, they would be fined, and Peng Chun and his wife would not dare to have a child.

The Wei family was not in good condition, and there were only a few acres of thin land at home, making a living. Since he was very young, Wei Hongwen grew up drinking rice soup and wearing patched clothes. By the age of six, Wei Hongwen had never had a new piece of clothing. They were all changed by their parents' clothes, or the children around him didn't want it, and they were sent by them.

Fortunately, Wei Hongwen is also sensible and never cried about these things. Other children have toys, he has wooden sticks, wooden swords, stone darts. Other children have cakes, biscuits, he has bird eggs to pick up the mountain, and small fish from the water net. Other children can go to various amusement parks and game venues, and the whole mountain is his amusement park and playground.

The first new piece of clothing that really belonged to Wei Hongwen was made by Peng Chun with his own hands on the day before Wei Hongwen went to school.

In this way, Wei Hongwen was able to go to school with an excited look on his face.
Chapter completed!