As expected, with something to pave the way, Principal Chen agreed very readily.
After asking Meng Sheng to pay the tuition for the previous few years, he immediately took out the file form to fill out.
Meng Sheng took the opportunity to suggest that Feng Yijia also wanted to be enrolled in the school.
Chen Wenda considered himself an educated man from the countryside. He always had his eyes on the top of his head. He didn't like the villagers very much and rarely showed up in the village. There were hundreds of people in Mengjia Village, big and small, and he didn't know many of them, but he knew that the girl Feng Yijia never went out.
She used to be a beauty in the village, with a beautiful face but a miserable life. Her husband died on her wedding day and she was kicked out of the house.
He was later forced to jump off a cliff and survived. He testified in front of the police that the former village chief's son was a hooligan and attempted murder.
Of course, her latest label is going up the mountain to collect herbs, and she made a lot of money in a short period of time.
Any one of them would attract attention.
Chen Wenda looked at Meng Sheng and smiled meaningfully. Without saying a word, he filled out another form.
In just half an hour, Meng Sheng and Feng Yijia, two people who had never attended school for a day, became fifth-grade elementary school students.
Finally, Principal Chen held the TV ticket his wife had found in the bag, smiled and sent Meng Sheng out, and whispered to him as they parted, "Take some time and come to school with Feng Yijia. I want to see how you are doing with your studies.
If you can really write and do math as you said, you can just get a junior high school diploma.
Just don’t let word of it spread around here.”
Meng Sheng hadn't expected this trip to bring him such a pleasant surprise, so he immediately said with a smile, "Okay, I'll come to school with Feng Yijia in a couple of days. I'll trouble Principal Chen then."
Chen Wenda smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "What's the problem? It's also because the poor educational conditions here have delayed you.
As long as you have real talent and knowledge, I should find a way to help you get in through the back door."
Meng Sheng understood that whether or not one could use the back door depended on whether one had real wealth.
He quickly pulled out a few more big unity notes from his trouser pocket and stuffed them into the man's hand: "Thank you, Principal Chen, for worrying about us.
I was in a hurry to leave today, so take this little gift first. When it's done, Feng Yijia and I will come over to thank you!"
Chen Wenda pinched the money in his hand, glanced at the denomination, put it in his pocket with satisfaction, and assured: "I will definitely take care of it for you, just go back and wait for the news!"
The two reached a consensus and said goodbye to each other. Meng Sheng returned home and went straight into his younger brother's room to pack up a pile of elementary and junior high school books, and then took them to Feng Yi's house overnight.
After all, he had died once, so he was mentally strong and quickly accepted the fact that he would have a ghost father-in-law in the future.
Feng Youcai's anger had long since subsided. At this moment, he was lying on the locust tree that his daughter had specially planted for him in the yard, basking in the moonlight.
Seeing Meng Sheng coming over with something in his hand, he floated down the tree, blocked the gate, and asked unfriendlyly, "Why are you here so late?"
Meng Sheng lifted the bag of books in his hand and respectfully explained the whole story.
He added, "I'm coming over to deliver some books, and then I'll discuss with Feng Yijia when to go to school to see Principal Chen."
Feng Youcai had heard his daughter talk about the rapid changes in society and knew the importance of academic qualifications.
With a dark face, he reluctantly let the man into the yard, but warned him in a low voice: "Leave quickly after you finish your business.
Put away those little thoughts of yours, or you will be in trouble!"
Hearing this, Meng Sheng looked at the dark room in front of him, stopped, and quietly opened the skylight to speak frankly: "Uncle Youcai, I am not bad looking, and I have experience in my previous life, so making money is not a problem.
I will never let Feng Yijia live a hard life in the future, and I will treat her well with all my heart.
What exactly do you dislike about me?
Tell me, should I change my career?"
Feng Youcai glanced at him and retorted, "You're not bad looking, but you're not great either. You're far inferior to my daughter.
Besides, you can make money, which is different from what my daughter said. Without relying on others, she will not have a hard life in this life.
The only thing you can do is be nice to my daughter, but any man with a bit of eyesight and decent character can do that, it's not that rare."
"I don't like that about you?
I look down on you because your surname is Meng. You are related to that black-hearted family of Meng Changjun, and those two bastards Meng Yun and Meng Yu.
I despise you for being so cunning, and I also despise you for having a tigress-like mother!"
Meng Sheng, who felt that he and Feng Yijia were made for each other and a perfect match, began to question his life after hearing these words.
It took a long time for him to react.
After a while, he let out a long breath and replied softly, "Uncle Youcai, if you don't like my surname Meng, I can marry into your family with the surname Feng.
Anyway, we have several brothers in our family, so it doesn’t matter if I’m missing.
It's not easy to find someone who is rich, good-looking, and willing to marry into your family.
This way I don’t have to get along with my mother.
But let me make it clear that although my mother can be a bit harsh in her words sometimes, she has a soft heart and is not a bad person.
You look down on me for being cunning, so from now on, if I have any ideas, I will tell Feng Yijia directly,... "
Just when he said this, Feng Youcai interrupted him with a glare: "Just say what you want to say?
You'd better hold it in.
Stop talking nonsense, go in, deliver the book, talk about your business, and leave as soon as you're done."
Since he didn't express his objection, does that mean he agreed?
Regardless of whether it is true or not, Meng Sheng just assumed it was true.
As he said, he went forward and knocked on the door and called out, "Feng Yijia, Feng Yijia!"
After a busy day, Feng Yijia, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned on the light, and came out to open the door.
Seeing that it was Meng Sheng, he complained, "Why can't we wait until tomorrow to talk about it?
You have to come here at this time!"
The girl's hair was disheveled, and there was a mark of cloth on one side of her cheek, which made her look a little more cute and innocent than before.
Meng Sheng felt his heart soften and all the negative emotions were thrown away.
He said softly, "I've got some good news. Do you want to hear it?"
Hearing this, Feng Yijia's irritability disappeared and he asked curiously, "What's the good news?"
Meng Sheng repeated what Principal Chen said, then carried the bag of books into the house and said, "According to him, as long as we can write and recognize, understand some common basic knowledge, and can present ourselves to others, and if we pay enough money, he can help us get a junior high school diploma.
I've picked out some practical books, two copybooks and a few notebooks. You can take a look at them and practice your calligraphy.
If you have any questions, leave them there and you can ask me or others later."
Feng Yijia, who had never read a single day of school, never expected that he could get a junior high school diploma directly. He was so happy that he almost forgot to sleep.
He immediately flipped through the books in the bag and talked to Meng Sheng about a series of things, including how much the gift should be, each other's academic levels, when to meet Principal Chen, etc.
Feng Youcai stood aside, watching the night outside getting darker and darker. The two people became more and more excited as they talked, and he couldn't bring himself to say the words to chase them away.
In the end, I decided to just out of sight and out of mind, and I floated out of the house feeling depressed and continued to lie on the tree to block the moon.
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