Wang Yaocheng held the huge thermos flask and drank the full old hen soup. He was satisfied and picked out the last chicken bone in his mouth, and let out a comfortable burp.
His mother, Chen Xiulian, looked at him distressedly and said, "Xiaocheng, can you eat enough? The soup that my mother brought is a little short."
The eldest brother Wang Yaoyang, who was standing aside, swallowed dryly, with a look of contempt on his face, and was completely speechless:
Little brother, you are such a coward, can you still eat some more? I won’t be able to support you to death.
A whole old hen brought so much soup and five big meat buns, but they were all eaten without even saying to leave a bite for me. I despise you.
"Brother, I think even leaving a mouthful for you wouldn't be enough. The remaining mouthful would be really uncomfortable, so I just managed to hold on and finish the soup." Wang Yaocheng looked a little stern.
"Don't worry, I'll go with my mother later and go to Lao Fu Ji Restaurant down the street to grab a bowl of barbecued pork noodles and ask the boss to add two poached eggs for me." The eldest brother Wang Yaoyang said bitterly, feeling much happier.
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Wang Yaocheng sighed faintly: "Oh! If I hadn't been sick, I would have gone with you. It would be more lively for the two brothers to eat together. I can also add two poached eggs."
I'll choke you, you'll starve to death!
The eldest brother Wang Yaoyang pointed at him with his finger, not knowing what to say at all.
Seeing the two brothers bickering, mother Chen Xiulian smiled brightly, and the gloomy ward suddenly became brighter: "Xiaocheng, when you are discharged from the hospital, my mother will make you whatever you want to eat. Later I will go to the market to buy a pig head and braise it.
I’ll make sure you have enough to eat.”
"Thank you, Mom."
"You kid, you are so polite to your own mother." Her mother, Chen Xiulian, was very happy when she saw that her son could eat and sleep. Suddenly she remembered something: "Dayangzi, you and I will go to the market later to get the pig's head."
Mom can't carry it home."
"Mom, I want to go grab a bowl of noodles first." Wang Yaoyang resisted weakly.
"I'll send you home first and then go. I won't starve you to death." Her mother, Chen Xiulian, made a domineering decision that could not be changed.
"Uh...okay!"
The strong and burly Wang Yaoyang was completely defeated in front of his mother and had no courage to fight back.
Seeing his younger brother Wang Yaocheng snickering from the side, he couldn't help but wave his fist in protest.
"Mom, what happened yesterday? Is that old bastard Ma Guangyuan at home?"
When her son Wang Yaocheng talked about business, her mother Chen Xiulian could no longer hide the smile on her face.
"Hmph! The police from the police station came to their home to investigate and blocked Ma Guangyuan at home on the spot. They couldn't help but try to blame him. This matter has been reported to the work unit. The chief director of the Civil Air Defense Office was very unhappy and asked him to reflect at home and write an inspection.
, Hahaha, he has suffered a big loss now."
"Where's Ma Peng?"
"We've all been caught, as well as the young man who committed the crime. I heard he was a gangster from the steel factory. He has a lot of criminal records in the past. This time, the new and old debts have been settled together. The police station is preparing to report for arrest."
"Um!"
Wang Yaocheng's slender fingers gently tapped the edge of the bed and said thoughtfully:
"At such a critical time, all changes are possible and we must not take it lightly.
I told my dad, don’t lose face, it’s best to report your work to the head of the unit’s home. This is very important, sooner rather than later. The province can’t let up, and it’s necessary to report more work to the old leader, and take every step.
You have to be down-to-earth.”
Mother Chen Xiulian looked at her 17-year-old son, who looked as mature as an adult, nodded dotingly in agreement, and said:
"I know, son, you are worried about the Pacific Ocean. Don't you still know your father's temper? You don't know how to turn when you hit the south wall. Okay, let's go to the chief director. I will accompany him then. Now
You can rest assured."
"If I take action, it will definitely be smooth sailing." Wang Yaocheng responded with a smile, and the stone in his heart truly dropped.
My father is a standard military technical officer. He has a rigid and stubborn personality and does not know how to adapt. He has a lot of debt in terms of human relationships.
Her mother, Chen Xiulian, is enthusiastic and generous. She has met many big leaders in her acting career and has a very broad vision. If she takes action personally, nothing will be a problem.
At this time, what the leader wants is your attitude, which must be correct enough.
When his eldest brother Wang Yaoyang went out to open the water, Wang Yaocheng mysteriously pulled out a letter from under the pillow and handed it to his mother.
"This is……"
"You will know after you take a look. Please ask the leader to know more about the following situation to prevent being deceived by some people and making wrong decisions."
Her mother, Chen Xiulian, opened the letter and read it roughly. It was a letter of accusation sent to the Provincial Civil Air Defense Discipline Inspection Commission, which deeply exposed the negative role played by Ma Guangyuan, the logistics section chief, in the beating incident.
The wording is very sharp, pointing directly at this person's five evil qualities.
For the sake of his own quarrel and career advancement, he asked his son to gather evil forces in society and injure innocent students to the point of coma. Is this something a cadre can do?
The five elements are immoral, and it’s terrifying to think about it carefully!
Seeing his family leaving, Wang Yaocheng had a smile on his face:
Ma Guangyuan, don't blame me. This is just treating someone the same way as others do. The cycle of nature will bring retribution.
In his previous life, it took Wang Yaocheng most of his life to understand the principle of not killing a snake but being harmed by it. There was no way he would leave any chance to Logistics Section Chief Ma Guangyuan.
This person is like a poisonous snake, dormant.
The family's suffering in the past twenty years, Wang Yaocheng's ups and downs in the business world, and finally giving up, can all be traced back to Ma Guangyuan, the logistics section chief. He is like a vicious curse that cannot be broken away.
If you have another chance to change your destiny, start from this matter and never be soft-hearted.
As a high school senior, Wang Yaocheng can only do so much.
Two days later, in the morning
Huaizhou No.6 Middle School
This is a rare cloudy day. The heavy rain that has lasted for many days has temporarily stopped, and the air is filled with cool water vapor, which makes people feel more comfortable.
The crisp ringing of bicycle bells rang out, and along with the noisy "chirping" sound full of youthful vitality, students wearing loose sportswear poured into the campus.
Wang Yaocheng leisurely rode a large 28-bar bicycle from far to near. The dark brown blood stains were reflected in the middle of the white gauze wrapped around his head, and he immediately felt like he stood out from the crowd.
This is a bit like the forehead of a Japanese samurai, and also a bit like that
Uh...women's menstrual scarf.
"What kind of shape is this? It looks weird."
"You are so rare and strange. When Master Chen Zhen of Jingwu Sect was kicking the guild, those Japanese warriors looked like this, and the Japanese guild hall in the TV series "Shanghai Beach" were all big villains."
"Oh! Don't tell me that you look like a little Japanese devil."
A young man in the second grade of middle school made a narration, and those who realized it later suddenly realized it and praised it.
"Hehe, Liu Li, Ajuan, what do you think is tied to that boy's head?"
"Ah...it's really too much, hehehehahe..."
Obviously, boys and girls have different concerns. Girls in their senior year of high school are quite mature, while boys are a little ignorant and just watch the fun on the surface.
Wang Yaocheng's gorgeous appearance instantly caused a stir in this quiet morning. The male and female students at the school gate looked sideways, and many female students covered their mouths and snickered.
"Holy shit, shit, brother Cheng, why did you tie it on your head? Did you put it in the wrong place?"
"It's the only one! Awesome."
"Whatever you are laughing at, be serious and make way for Brother Cheng."
"Eight way, all the flower girls are here to see, Chinese Kung Fu is not good, this is Mr. Kikukawa Yaocheng, the top master of Fuso Japanese one-sword style, everyone is welcome with a "Gua Chi, Gua Chi"."
Next to the school gate, two best friends, Luo Peixin and Wu Gen, came out one behind the other, shouting loudly and talking nonsense.
"Dead images, two scoundrels."
"Liu Li, do you know which class they are in? They don't look like good people at first glance."
"Those from Class 3 and Class 4, they are all from the class next to ours, hum! I'm afraid the world will be in chaos, the teacher will have a headache just looking at it."
As expected, best friends Luo Peixin and Wu Gen talked so much that the girls were despised by them. The junior girls did not dare to say anything, and the girls in the third year were already excited.
Although they were scolded by the girls, Luo Peixin and Wu Gen were not ashamed, but proud. They held their fists and bowed in all directions according to the etiquette of the world.
He said: "Everyone, please, if you have a small note to contact me privately, please come to Class 3 or 4 during recess. We will not wait until late. We have more surprises to give out, so stay tuned."
Wu Gen then emphasized something that was shocking: "Smelly men will not be entertained."
Everyone was in an uproar.
Wang Yaocheng couldn't help groaning in pain, and he didn't know which side these two buddies were on, whether they were cheering or disrupting?
Ma, are you sure you don't run a brothel?
Wang Yaocheng waved his hand helplessly and said: "These two guys have some problems with their heads. Don't let them talk nonsense. I just suffered a little injury. No need to make a fuss. Classes will start soon. Everyone goes back to their homes and looks for each other."
Moms, please leave."
"Ugh, boring."
A crowd of students dispersed and rushed into their respective classrooms.
In school, it is impossible to have an irreconcilable relationship with all the fifty or so students in a class. The relationship between classmates may be distant or close, but there are always those who get along better together, often forming their own small circles.
Wang Yaocheng's high school classmate circle consists of five people, two of whom are his best friends Luo Peixin and Wu Gen. They have been classmates for three years in high school and have always followed his lead and are out-and-out followers.
Wu Gen's nickname is "Eunuch". What is a man called a eunuch if he doesn't have roots?
This kid's academic performance was not good either. He failed in the college entrance examination in July. As a result, he left gracefully, waving his hands without taking away any clouds.
Father Wu Gen was the captain of a transportation company and taught his son how to drive a big car step by step. In the end, the "eunuch" did well, had a house, a car, and was worth millions.
Luo Peixin's nickname is "Axin". He got this nickname because the Fuso TV series "Axin" became popular all over the country.
Ashin is not tall, a little fat, and a little timid. His academic performance is good, and his brain is smart enough. In July, he entered the college entrance examination into a third-rate university in Pengcheng City, the same province.
He was the best among the five people in this small circle. Later, he ran an electrical appliance store on a large scale, opened chain stores all over the province, made hundreds of millions of dollars, and finally immigrated to Canada.
When Wang Yaocheng was in trouble in business, he asked him to borrow money once, and the amount was not large. Although he borrowed it later, it left an indelible scar in his heart.
After experiencing the ups and downs in his previous life and realizing that the world was in trouble, Wang Yaocheng had a very upright attitude, and his attitude towards Luo Peixin was no different from before.
We all got along well in high school, but we have no obligation to help you, especially when it comes to money. Helping is a matter of love, and there is nothing wrong with not helping. Maybe we won’t even be friends.
The big dye vat of society has changed many people, making the originally innocent feelings mixed with various interests and becoming no longer pure.
in bright classroom
Wang Yaocheng is nearly 1.8 meters tall, so he sits in the last row. The classmates in front of him look back at him from time to time, then cover their mouths and lie on the table to snicker.
Everyone is mentally ill and I have no time to care about you.
Wang Yaocheng was depressed, his face was naturally ugly, and he expressed strong contempt for these classmates who were making such a fuss in their youthful years.
Coming to school with a band of gauze wrapped around my head is also a helpless move.
When I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor strongly requested that this is a necessary measure to prevent infection of the head wound and that it needs to be changed regularly.
Wang Yaocheng has a small plan in private;
Although everything that needs to be done has been done, after all, Dad's important matters have not yet been settled. If the superior's documents are not issued for a day, there is a possibility of changes.
After being beaten, I was unconscious for two days. I couldn't show up on campus alive and kicking right away. I was completely unconvincing. I still had to do superficial work.
This can be considered a miserable sale!
After the beating incident, Comrade Wang Guodong did not make any noise or make any noise. He believed in the organization and still focused on work. He worked overtime until late at night for several days in a row.
Wang Yaocheng faced a big test in his life. In order to fulfill his college dream, he returned to campus despite his injury to study hard and launched the final sprint. It sounded quite inspiring.
If you don't do well in the exam, you can only say that it is a pity that you failed in Sunshan. Even though you failed, it is still an honor.
Ma Guangyuan's family played a very bad role in this, and they would inevitably be pulled out and whipped, and pointed at by their colleagues and neighbors.
There is nothing to say if you do well in the college entrance examination. Wang Yaocheng overcame his own pain and external interference, performed well in the college entrance examination, and handed in a qualified answer sheet. He can definitely give a report on stage at the graduation ceremony and become a shining star.
An inspirational example.
Likewise, Ma Guangyuan and Ma Peng, their father and son, will inevitably be pulled out and whipped to death, becoming typical villains.
Calculating the time, today is already May 25th. There is not much time left before the three-day college entrance examination on July 7th, 8th, and 9th. I can't lie down in the hospital bed for anything.
If you seize the last month or so and make a surprise attack, you might be able to gain something, and get admitted to a university or junior college that is not close to you. If you can realize your dream of going to university, it will not be a waste of time for you to be reborn.
After the last big change in his family, Wang Yaocheng was not in the mood to study for the college entrance examination. In the end, he failed to get into any school and ended up with nothing.
So in the golden autumn of October, he and his comrades in the army got on a bus and headed to the olive green military camp in the southern provincial capital...
The class bell rang, temporarily interrupting Wang Yaocheng's thoughts.
After a while, the homeroom mathematics teacher Fang Weiguo walked in with a thick lesson plan under his arm and saw Wang Yaocheng sitting in the back row.
He stood out so much from the crowd, with a circle of gauze around his head and a bright dark brown color in the middle that caught the eye. The teacher Fang Weiguo's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
Fang Weiguo is a middle-aged teacher in his 40s, with a personality unique to men in science and engineering:
He is very focused on what he does and has a strong sense of responsibility. He is almost demanding on students. Apart from teaching, he is not good at expressing himself.
"Ahem, it's time for class."
"stand up."
"Hello, classmates."
"Hello, teacher."
After walking through the program indifferently, a new day of classes began.
Wang Yaocheng opened the book with concentration, listened carefully to the key points of the teacher's explanation, and took class notes with flying pen...
Study time flies by
The last class in the afternoon, the bell rang
"Ding zero zero zero..."
As soon as the teacher left the class, the classroom immediately began to boil like a ladle of water poured into a hot pot.
The students stood up one after another, some turned their waists and hips to stretch their muscles, some let out human wails, lamenting the sad life, and some quickly rushed out of the classroom to breathe the fresh air outside.
The senior high school students who are facing the college entrance examination have the hardest time. After resting for 40 minutes, they simply do the five internal organs temple, and they have to study in the evening for three hours in a row. It is no exception.
Wang Yaocheng sat motionless in his position, carefully recording the key points in the course and cherishing every minute of learning opportunity.
His studies were not good, and he was in the middle and lower reaches of the class. Otherwise, he would not have achieved anything in the college entrance examination. His gorgeous reputation was not good, and he was not even admitted to a junior college.
To his surprise, after one day's class, he found that his memory was particularly good. He could basically grasp all the knowledge taught by the teacher without having to listen to it a second time.
This gave him renewed confidence. Chinese was his strong point, and politics in particular required a lot of memorization, as well as theorems, nouns, formulas, etc. in mathematics, physics, and chemistry.
With superhuman memory, getting into college may not be a dream.
The evidence of Wang Yaocheng’s confidence is:
Later, in order to open up foreign markets, I worked hard on business English. I could read and write English fluently without any difficulty, and I could also speak some simple Japanese and German.
Due to China’s traditional concept of expecting a child to succeed, every year’s college entrance examination is a brutal selection of talents. There is one sentence that can describe it:
Thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.
At this time in 1991, the university had not yet carried out large-scale expansion of enrollment. Every college student was a well-known and valuable brand.
Jiangsu Province has always been a place of prosperity for culture and education, with college entrance examination scores ranking first in the country. It is particularly difficult to break through.