“Sigh, you know, I’m spending so much of my family’s money on my education. My high school classmates are all making money now, but I’m still spending money. And if someone in my family has an accident, I can’t get any help.”
The classmate comforted him, saying, "We're only sophomores, things will be better after graduation."
Wang Yue sighed and shook her head again.
The letter implied that the father needed money for medical treatment and wanted the writer to take some money back to help him.
Almost everyone believes that in big cities, you can pick up money just by bending down.
Little did they know that studying and living in a big city is far from simple.
Just then, another female classmate, Zhang Lan, returned to the dormitory, holding a milk tea and humming a tune.
"What's going on? The atmosphere is a bit oppressive!"
“Wang Yue’s family has encountered an accident and she needs money for medical treatment.”
Zhang Lan said, "Oh? Wang Yue, then you need to be strong. How much money do you need? I can lend you some."
Wang Yue shook her head: "Forget it, it's not a small amount of money. I'll check it when I get home."
Zhang Lan said, "Don't go home and wait until you get a look. Let me tell you, one of my high school classmates also got into another university, and his family situation is similar to yours."
"Now, he said he was going home to visit his family, but now he's not even going to university. He's at home earning money to pay for his medical treatment."
"Never give up on going to school, especially when people in the village say that studying is useless, or when you see your peers making money. You are very likely to be influenced and do something you will regret for the rest of your life."
Another classmate said, "It's not that serious, is it?"
"Gossip is a fearsome thing! We're only sophomores. It's okay to go home and visit, but the villagers will be pointing fingers and gossiping, and it's not so easy to deal with. If your family members are sick, and you're still going to school with a clear conscience, others will see it as unfilial."
Wang Yue panicked a little. Although what Milk Tea classmate said was absurd, it still made some sense.
Wang Yue panicked and asked anxiously, "What do I do now? I definitely need to go home."
Zhang Lan took a sip of her milk tea, her eyes lighting up: "By the way, aren't you a Japanese major?"
“Yes,” Wang Yue replied.
"Your major is relevant, so come with me! As long as you bring money back home, the villagers will definitely shut up and won't dare to say anything."
Wang Yue was confused: "You'll get money if I go with you?"
Zhang Lan patted her chest: "Absolutely!"
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