Chapter 1,704 The red envelope that cannot be avoided, Xiao Shengchu
Chapter 1707 The red envelope that cannot be avoided, Xiao Shengchu
Zhou Chen and Wu Shanshan are in the same class. Zhang Min is also in fifth grade, but not in the same class as them. However, they are both in fifth grade. They sisters all know how good Zhou Chen's grades are. Zhou Chen's homework answers are almost equal to
Correct answer.
When Wu Shanshan borrowed homework from Zhou Chen, she really wanted to compare it with her own homework to check and find errors, while Zhang Min wanted to copy Zhou Chen's homework more.
Zhou Chen didn't care about that much, he just borrowed it if they wanted to. As for studying or copying, he didn't care. Wu Shanshan's study was indeed good and she was ranked among the top five in the class. As for Zhang Min, her level was a bit lower.
If it is low, you will be ranked at the bottom of the class.
Wu Shanshan suddenly asked Zhuang Tunan: "Zhuang Tunan, is there a lot of academic pressure in the junior high school of No. 1 Middle School? Are the students there studying very well?"
Zhuang Tunan said: "The competition in No. 1 Middle School is indeed quite high. There are many good students and the pressure to study is high. However, not all of them are good students. In fact, there are also some poor students. It's just that there are more good students than the Affiliated High School."
"Zhuang Tuxi, you must have taken the No. 1 high school entrance examination this year in junior high school, right? It must be very easy for you to take the No. 1 high school entrance exam."
"Indeed, Zhuang Tuxi will definitely pass the exam."
Listening to the discussion of several children, the parents of the three families were all smiling, especially Zhuang Chaoying, whose face was even more radiant. After all, among the three families, their children were the best in academics, and he was also the best in this kind of thing.
Proud.
Song Ying distributed the snacks she bought to several children. After sitting down, she said with emotion: "Junior high school and elementary school are indeed different. Look at Tunan. She has only been in junior high school for a few months and she is thinner than before."
Huang Ling smiled and said: "Where has he lost weight? He has grown taller. He does a lot of exercise in No. 1 Middle School. In just the past six months, he has grown a lot. But now he is really under a lot of study pressure. He has to do a lot of exercises every night."
I write a lot of homework and it takes much longer than when I was in elementary school."
As a teacher, Zhuang Chaoying has the most say.
"This junior high school is indeed two different concepts from primary school, because junior high school has many subjects and courses. Those who can get into the first middle school are the elites selected by each primary school. The competition pressure is much greater. If Tunan is not serious,
If you study hard, you will definitely not be able to keep up. This is also a kind of healthy competition."
Wu Jianguo gave a thumbs up: "After all, it's Teacher Zhuang who speaks well. Unlike me, who is just a rough guy and knows nothing about learning."
Zhang Amei sarcastically said: "Of course. Look at Teacher Zhuang and Lin Gong. One is a high school teacher leading a graduating class, and the other is a college student. You only have an elementary school education, so you can't compare to them."
"Don't say that. I'm not a college student. I only went to college for one year in total, which means I graduated from high school."
Lin Wufeng couldn't stand Zhang Amei's flattery and said modestly.
"After one year of college, you are still a college student."
"Yes, he is still a college student from a prestigious university."
Zhou Chen also lamented that Lin Wufeng was really capable, but it was a pity that he was born in the wrong era. If he could graduate from college, his achievements would definitely be much better than what he is now. But things are unpredictable and his fate is like this, and he can't change anything.
Suddenly, Zhang Amei said "Oops" and then took out the red envelope from her pocket sheepishly.
"Well, it's my fault. Shouldn't I have given it to you as soon as you walked in?"
When the two Zhuang and Lin families saw Zhang Amei taking out the red envelope, their expressions changed. Song Ying and Huang Ling even stared at each other. Their two families are very close and usually help each other. Last year, due to special circumstances, there was no
We get together to give each other red envelopes, but this year, we are still prepared.
It's just that they never thought of giving red envelopes in front of the Wu family. Zhang Amei's sudden move made their faces freeze, because they didn't prepare so many red envelopes at all.
Song Ying prepared three, but Huang Ling only prepared one.
But before they could say anything, Zhang Amei had already started handing out red envelopes.
"Okay, kids, red envelopes are given out."
Then he gave red envelopes to Zhuang and Lin's children one by one.
During this process, Lin Wufeng got up hurriedly, went to the kitchen, and then turned back and quietly gave the red envelope to Song Ying.
Song Ying took the red envelope and gave it to the six children of the Zhuang family and the Wu family. She also said happy words and blessings one by one. Although she gave out six red envelopes, she still had a smile on her face and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
What does it mean to suffer a loss or not?
The rest of Huang Ling was embarrassed. Zhuang Chaoying also winked at Huang Ling. He also knew that Huang Ling would only cover it for Lin Dongzhe.
She opened her head and looked outside, and said softly: "Hey, why is the door open? I'll go and close the door outside."
With that said, he hurried out, closed the door quickly, ran back to his home, took out three red envelopes from the cabinet, and stuffed fifty cents into each.
Because Song Ying was very kind to their family, Huang Ling remembered her kindness and gave Lin Dongzhe two dollars in the red envelope.
Inside the house, Wu Jianguo said: "We are all neighbors, so there is no need to give red envelopes back and forth."
Zhang Amei retorted without giving any face: "What do you know? The New Year is just for good luck."
Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng both nodded in agreement.
"Yes, just for the sake of good luck, for the sake of good luck."
Zhou Chen silently glanced at Zhang Amei. It seemed that the red envelope incident was still happening after a year, but based on his understanding of Huang Ling, this time it would definitely not be the same as the red envelope issue in the plot.
Huang Ling walked in again, holding a red envelope in her hand. Zhuang Chaoying stood up and went to get the red envelope to hand out, but Huang Ling shrank her hand and avoided his hand.
"Come on, Dongzhe, this is your red envelope, Shanshan, this is yours, Xiaomin, Xiaojun, you guys."
The bag she gave to Lin Dongzhe was only two yuan, and the other three were fifty cents. She didn't trust Zhuang Chaoying to hand it out, because if she sent it wrong, she would be in trouble.
After giving out the red envelopes, the three families sat for a while and then dispersed.
Wu Shanshan followed Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen gave her his homework. She thanked Zhou Chen happily, and then left with her homework in her arms.
Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying did not ask for the red envelopes Zhou Chen and the others received. In this regard, they were relatively tolerant of their children. Zhuang Chaoying was the same in this matter. As long as it did not involve the old banker's family and his own reputation,
His mind is always clear.
As expected, several red envelopes were worth fifty cents, and Zhou Chen gave both red envelopes directly to Zhuang Xiaoting.
Zhuang Xiaoting shouted happily: "Thank you, second brother, second brother, I will buy you two kicks later."
Zhuang Tunan was not as generous as Zhou Chen. He carefully collected his own money. After entering junior high school, he spent more money than in elementary school. He privately did a small business selling homework with Lin Dongzhe, but
I just make a little money, which is not enough at all.
At Song Ying's house, Song Ying confiscated Lin Dongzhe's red envelope. When no one was there, she opened the red envelope.
I took apart one for 50 cents, and another for 2 cents.
"You don't have to think about it. The fifty-cent piece must have been made by Zhang Amei, and the two pieces must have been made by Sister Ling."
As soon as she saw the red envelope, Song Ying knew that with Zhang Amei's greed for petty gains, she couldn't possibly get two red envelopes.
"Oh, this Zhang Amei is really good at calculating. She even calculates the red envelopes for children."
"Okay, just know it. Don't tell anyone. We are neighbors. There is no need to make a fuss over some red envelopes."
“Although money is not much, it can tell a person’s character.”
Song Ying had always looked down upon Zhang Amei. Ever since Zhang Amei married Wu Jianguo, who didn't know about the partiality of her neighbors? Her biological Zhang Min was well fed and used well, and she didn't have to do any work. She was not her biological Wu Jianguo.
Shanshan was despised and exploited in various ways, and she had to do all the work at home.
"Old Wu is the same. A grown man, seeing her bullying his own children like that, he didn't dare to let go of anything. He was not like this before."
She liked Wu Shanshan very much, and she felt very sad when she thought of the life Wu Shanshan was living now.
Lin Wufeng advised: "This is Lao Wu's family matter. We are just outsiders and can't control other people's family affairs. So don't worry so much."
"Can't I just say a few words at home?"
Zhuang Chaoying learned that Huang Ling had paid two yuan to Lin Dongzhe and 50 cents to the three children of the Wu family. She also complained to Huang Ling, saying that she was wrong to do so. They were all children and should be treated equally, but Huang Ling only
When he farts, everyone is treated equally, even if the neighbors are close or distant.
During the Chinese New Year this year, Zhou Chen and his family also went there to pay New Year greetings to their elders. After the experience of the last year, Huang Ling didn't have to work the night shift this year, so it was a peaceful life without any trouble.
It was during the New Year's Eve dinner that Zhuang Qianmei's wife talked about the bicycle again, but Huang Ling rudely pushed her back, making the dinner atmosphere awkward for a while.
After the New Year, Li Yiming and Song Xiangyang, who had tutored at Zhuang Chaoying's place, came to visit with cans to pay their respects.
They failed again in last year's college entrance examination. Although they always asked Zhuang Chaoying to make up lessons, after all, their foundation was too poor and their learning ability was not very good. It was not surprising that they failed in the college entrance examination.
Li Yiming now secretly started a small business. Song Xiangyang was still thinking about what to do. Lin Wufeng suggested that he could work as a temporary worker in their factory. Song Xiangyang was not very capable, but he was very ambitious. He wanted to work formally.
But with no other options at all, he had no choice but to work as a temporary worker.
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As educated youth from all over the country began to return to the city, various difficulties arose across the country. In textile alleys such as Zhou Chen and others, there were also many educated youth who returned to the city.
Nowadays, life is difficult for everyone, and housing is tight. Therefore, when a large number of educated youths come back, all kinds of conflicts arise. They are fighting for houses, jobs, and all kinds of things. So there are quarrels almost every day in the recent alleys.
Fighting for their own benefit, even brothers and sisters are useless.
On this day, Huang Ling and Song Ying left home quietly one after another, and then Zhuang Xiaoting also left quietly.
Zhou Chen saw their actions. He knew that they were taking Zhuang Xiaoting to the reopened Songhe Tower for dinner. He had money, so he didn't care about a meal.
However, Lin Dongzhe was keenly aware of their problem, so he followed them all the way, saw them going to Songhe Tower, and then came back to call for help.
"Brother Tunan, Brother Tuxi, my mother and Aunt Huang took Xiaoting to Songhe Tower for a meal alone. Let's go there too."
When Zhuang Tunan heard this, he stood up immediately. Songhe Tower was a long-established hotel and he had heard of it, so he was very interested.
Zhou Chen waved his hand and said, "You go ahead, I won't go. I'm a little tired. Let's take a nap."
"Brother Tuxi, let's go to a restaurant. It's such a good opportunity, how could you not go?"
Lin Dongzhe was still very loyal and wanted to drag Zhou Chen along, but Zhou Chen really didn't want to go. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up and ran out quickly with Zhuang Tunan.
A few hours later, two adults came back with three children, and things exploded next door. Lin Dongzhe loudly criticized Song Ying's "sin", such as being unloyal and abandoning her husband and son, which made the surrounding neighbors upset.
Know what's going on.
Song Ying's explanations were useless. In the end, she was so angry that she picked up the fly swatter and swatted Lin Dongzhe. Finally, she asked Lin Dongzhe to be honest.
After Huang Ling came back, she walked into the back room immediately and saw Zhou Chen drawing on the album with a paintbrush.
"Tusi, have you eaten?"
"After eating, I made the noodles myself."
"Why didn't you come with me just now?"
"I don't want to run."
Huang Ling touched Zhou Chen's head distressedly and said softly: "Then when you have a holiday next week, mom will take you to eat."
"OK."
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Summer has arrived as scheduled, a semester has come to an end, students have also come to the summer vacation, and the college entrance examination is on the right track after two times.
Today, at Zhang Amei's suggestion, the three families of Zhuang Lin and Wu got together for dinner. Two tables were set up in the yard, one for adults and one for children.
Before the meal started, Zhuang Tunan packed two steamed buns and rode his bicycle to play football with his classmates. He also called Zhou Chen, but Zhou Chen didn't go.
When Song Ying saw Zhuang Tunan leaving, she said with emotion: "Oh, I'm sweating even if I don't move, but Tunan is still in the mood to go out and play football."
Lin Wufeng laughed and said: "That's what friendship is, it's just a bunch of people going crazy together."
Zhou Chen sat down on the small table, and Zhuang Xiaoting was next to him. This sister was like a little pendant on his body now. As long as Zhou Chen was at home, she would always follow Zhou Chen and she would have to sit together when eating.
Lin Dongzhe shouted: "Brother Tunan has no homework for the fifth grade during the summer vacation. Brother Tuxi, Sister Shanshan, and Sister Xiaomin, do you also have no homework for the summer vacation?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, Lin Dongzhe suddenly looked envious, so envious.
Song Ying sat at the table and began to complain about the summer vacation, because when the summer vacation came, Lin Dongzhe went crazy and was difficult to discipline. She had to cook three meals a day, which was really laborious and she had to save money in the end.
She is very angry, so she doesn't like summer vacation.
Lin Wufeng asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang, Sister Ling, Tuxi must be admitted to the No. 1 Middle School this year. With his results, there will definitely be no problem in the No. 1 Middle School."
Zhuang Chaoying couldn't hide her pride and said with a smile: "He is preparing to take the No. 1 Middle School entrance exam, but whether he can pass the exam depends on his own performance."
Wu Jianguo immediately shouted: "Teacher Zhuang, what you are saying is that based on Tuxi's grades, if he fails to pass the No. 1 Middle School, others will not be able to pass the exam."
Zhou Chen's grades are well known to the neighbors. He has never finished second in the exam, but is all first, and almost all of them are perfect scores. They are much better than Zhuang Tunan. Zhuang Tunan was admitted to No. 1 Middle School, and Zhou Chen
There is no reason why you can't pass the exam.
Zhuang Chaoying laughed twice and then asked: "Old Wu, what about your family? Shanshan and Xiao Min are also taking the junior high school entrance examination this year. What do you think, should you stay in your own school or go to the urban junior high school?"
Zhang Amei rushed to answer: "They don't have as good grades as Tusi, so they stay in school and go to the attached middle school. It's close to home and they have many good friends in the school. In the future, they will try to get into a good technical secondary school. Didn't it say that in the news?
, postal service, electricity, and teaching were all popular professions in the 1980s, and they were very popular."
After hearing these words, Zhang Min didn't care at all and ate the steamed buns.
Wu Shanshan, on the other hand, lowered her head silently and looked downcast. She was different from Zhang Min. She had good grades and wanted to pass the No. 1 high school exam. But now it was Zhang Amei who made the decision at home. Wu Jianguo listened to Zhang Amei and would not ask her at all.
opinions, so she knew that even if she said she wanted to pass the No. 1 High School exam, they would not agree.
The first high school entrance exam is just the beginning. If she passes the exam, she will need to go to school in the city every day, either by car or bicycle, and there are various other expenses.
She knew very well that no matter which one it was, Zhang Amei could not agree to it, so no matter how unwilling she was, she could only succumb to such a living environment. She had no status at all in this family.
Zhou Chen on the side saw her depression, took a bun and put it in her hand. Wu Shanshan raised her head, looked at Zhou Chen, and said with red eyes: "Thank you."
"Eat."
Zhou Chen didn't say anything. This was someone else's family matter and he, an outsider, couldn't control it.