After the Qingming Festival, I still thought about my father taking me out to fish every year. Jiang Yu called from Haishi and said that the old house was almost renovated. He asked him to collect the house and come to the branch to handle some things. Zhao Yong said
gone.
Every year I have gotten used to this kind of life where there are two people, father and mother, and one of them occasionally disappears for a period of time. Apart from sighing like an adult when looking at the fishing rod I just bought on the balcony, I don't feel any discomfort.
However, Li Jianjun came back from the weekend vacation and made a pond for her using a bathtub. The uncle and nephew were happily fishing at home, which made up for this little regret.
It was at night when Li Manjun came home from get off work and saw the messy bathroom on the floor that she got a little angry.
Fortunately, there was someone at home who was dedicated to cleaning, otherwise she would have been unable to help but let Li Jianjun know why the flowers were so red.
"You also went to the cram school for a month. How was your study?"
At the dinner table, Li Manjun lightly tapped the edge of the table with her tachyon head. Niannian, who was playing hide and seek with her uncle and not eating properly, immediately crawled out from under the table and opened her mouth wide for Sister Zhou to feed her.
When Li Jianjun heard that he was being brought with him, he suddenly felt that the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.
"It's just fine." Li Jianjun replied with a smile, and quickly finished the rice in his hand to eat.
My brother-in-law's family has this rule: no food is wasted, otherwise he will put down his bowl and want to run away.
Li Manjun coughed, and Li Jianjun sat back down with a guilty conscience as he was about to move his buttocks, "Sister, why don't you cancel the cram school? It's a waste of money."
"Why should you quit? As long as you make progress in your studies, it's worth spending some money." It's better than failing to get into college and going out to live a life in the future.
Li Manjun never hesitates to invest in the education of his younger siblings.
Of course, she is not panicking because she has too much money. She also has selfish motives. Only when her younger siblings can survive independently will she be less of a drag in the future.
Therefore, she would rather supervise them more strictly now, rather than become a devil who can help his younger brother and help his younger sister in the future.
As long as she is still living in Rongcheng and as long as her parents have not yet been buried, she will not be able to break away from the fetters brought by this family relationship.
Li Jianjun saw that his sister didn't want to refund the training fee, so he could only honestly say, "Sister, I'm really not good at studying."
Before I was able to get into high school, luck accounted for nine levels.
Of course, Li Manjun knew that his younger brother was not good at studying, otherwise he would not have paid for him to enroll in a cram school. He just wanted him to make do so he could get into a university.
Now it seems that spending this money will not achieve any results.
Li Manjun finished the rice in the bowl, put down the kuaizi, took the toy from Sister Zhou, and asked her to eat while she fed her daughter.
Li Jianjun thought his sister was angry and didn't dare to express her anger.
He was originally afraid of his two sisters in the family. He used to think that the eldest sister was not as fierce as the second sister, but now he has realized that the second sister is nothing. The eldest sister can make you feel scared as long as she doesn't speak and gives you a cold glance.
While Li Manjun was feeding her daughter, Li Jianjun didn't dare to leave, moving back and forth on his chair as if on pins and needles.
In fact, Li Manjun was just thinking about what else Li Jianjun could do if he didn't go to college. He couldn't just let him become a gangster.
In addition, his parents have always had very high expectations for him. If Li Jianjun can get admitted to the city's university, Wang Xiaojuan will definitely hold a big banquet at home, hoping to let the whole world know that her son has been admitted to university.
Expectations that are too high can be fatal sometimes.
Until after feeding her daughter, Li Manjun didn't think about this problem and said to Li Jianjun:
"If you think this cram school is ineffective, then I will refund the next semester's tuition tomorrow."
Li Jianjun nodded hurriedly and said: "Sister, you actually paid for me to enroll in a cram school. I'm very stressed. I feel like I'll be sorry if I don't study hard. The more impatient I am, the less I can learn anything."
"Okay, let's do this for now." Li Manjun didn't force it.
At night, after putting her daughter to sleep, Li Manjun still felt upset, so she picked up her mobile phone and called Zhao Yong who was far away in Haishi.
"With Li Jianjun's current academic performance, his chances of getting into college are really on the line. What can an eighteen-year-old kid do if he doesn't go to school?" Li Manjun rubbed his brows, complaining and worrying at the same time.
Zhao Yong did not expect that his brother-in-law's academic performance was so poor. "The grade ranking is more than 400? Is it so low?"
Li Manjun is an independent and capable person. As long as she can handle her family's affairs by herself, she will rarely trouble Zhao Yong.
So Zhao Yong also knew for the first time that his brother-in-law's grades were at the bottom of the school.
However, he was not as troubled as Li Manjun, so he comforted him in a relaxed tone:
"Don't worry, the exam hasn't started yet. Let's wait until he finishes the exam. If it doesn't work, we can repeat it for another year."
"It's different." Li Manjun said seriously: "He is different from Lijun. Lijun is not confident in herself and is lazy, but Li Jianjun is just not intelligent enough!"
Zhao Yong was drinking water, and when he heard this, he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of water and burst out laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Li Manjun was annoyed.
She was very serious about discussing solutions with him!
Zhao Yong coughed twice and said seriously: "Honey, you heard wrong, I didn't laugh."
Li Manjun spared him for the time being and asked him if there was anything he could do.
"This person doesn't have to go to college. You see, I didn't even go to elementary school, and now I am living a good life by running my own company."
Zhao Yong felt that his wife's demands were too high, but he did not dare to say this, so he could only coax:
"I think Jianjun is also obedient. How about letting him become a soldier? It's a little bit hard, but it's still a way out."
"Is that okay?" Li Manjun was a little doubtful whether his younger brother could bear this pain.
Zhao Yong patted his chest and said, "I'll find out if it's okay or not. Ask him to call me tomorrow and I'll test his thoughts."
"But what can you do if you become a soldier?" Li Manjun has never been exposed to this field and has no idea about career planning in this field.
Zhao Yong told her not to worry, he would handle it, and he would ensure that he would investigate and report clearly to her.
"It's so late. You have to go find Wan Rongming tomorrow. Go to sleep." Zhao Yong reminded softly.
Li Manjun took a long breath and hung up the phone.
I was just thinking about Li Jianjun, and my mind was active for a long time before I fell asleep.
When we got together the next day, Li Manjun told Li Jianjun to remember to call his brother-in-law, kiss his daughter who was lying on the bed about to get up, and went out with the black turtle mark.
She came very early in the morning, and the door of Wan Rongming's shop had not yet been opened. She knocked on the door, and Wan Rongming's angry and angry words came from inside:
"What a shame, I won't let you sleep this early in the morning!"
"Whoa" opened the rolling shutter door, and Li Manjun's helpless face came into view, "We made an appointment yesterday to meet at eight o'clock today. Look what time it is now."
Wan Rongming subconsciously looked at the antique Western species on the wall, eight fifteen.
