As the saying goes, if there is one, there will be two.
After that, with the excuse of mutual learning, Meng Sheng appeared in front of Feng Yijia more often.
Most of them go there after dinner, when the villagers have closed their doors and windows.
There was no need to tell my mother anything, and my father just said that he had failed the school and wanted to go and learn from others, otherwise it would be useless if he bought a diploma but couldn't read a single word.
Meng Chenglin was surprised that his son suddenly wanted to study. He thought he was going to school to ask the teacher for extra lessons. He didn't think much about it. The country's policies change all the time, so it was normal for his son to change a little.
As long as you don’t learn bad things from others, it’s fine.
Feng Youcai also couldn't stand it at first, but gradually got used to it.
When he saw people coming, he was too lazy to glare at them.
The main reason is that apart from making his presence felt, Meng Sheng's words and actions are all well-behaved and without any transgression.
Feng Yijiajia now has a strong soul. He can remember almost everything he reads and has a good comprehension ability. With the foundation he learned in his previous life and the guidance of Meng Sheng, he learns very quickly.
Just writing took her some effort.
My hands, which had never held a pen before, felt awkward no matter how I held the pen. The words I wrote were either lying flat or separated, which was far from what I imagined.
For this, she practiced calligraphy at home every day and did not go up the mountain to collect herbs for several days.
I won't stop until the words I write are acceptable.
Principal Chen also delivered the message at the right time.
At nightfall, Feng Yijia and Meng Sheng, carrying money, were invited to go to the village primary school.
When Chen Wenda and his wife saw the two people, they smiled brightly as if they had seen two large stacks of moving RMB.
Principal Chen put his arm around Meng Sheng's shoulders, and his wife Gao Yan held Feng Yijia's arm. They were as affectionate as half-siblings, and led the two into the house and sat them down at the table.
After two rounds of tea and some polite exchanges, Meng Sheng got down to business: "Principal Chen, it's getting late, and you still have classes tomorrow. How about we just get down to business?"
"That's right. We can chat slowly when we have time later."
As Principal Chen spoke, he turned around and took out a stack of test papers he had prepared earlier. He divided them into three parts, one filled with answers and two blank ones. He placed them in front of the two students and handed them pens. "Copy these papers first. We'll talk about the rest after you're done!"
At first glance, this is the test paper for this year's junior high school graduation examination.
Meng Sheng and Feng Yijiajia flipped through the papers and looked at each other, both understanding that this was a disguised assessment of them.
They both picked up their pens and started copying.
Chen Wenda watched from the side for a while, and was relieved to see that the two people wrote well.
As long as they can get by a little, they will have a reason to make excuses even if they are found out.
After all, there are always students with poor academic performance and bad memory.
But if you can't read or write a few words, it's hard to find an excuse.
After seeing the level of the two people, they started talking about money.
Chen Wenda said as he watched the two people copying papers, "At this point, I won't beat around the bush. Now it depends on when you want to get your diplomas.
The price will be different if you take the exam this year or next year.
Taking an exam based on your real abilities is different from taking an exam after knowing the answers in advance.
The risks involved are different, the number of people involved is different, and so the price will naturally be different."
Neither Feng Yijia nor Meng Sheng thought that they would be able to get their diplomas this year.
They looked up at each other in surprise, and Meng Sheng said, "That's natural. It's just that it's September now. Can you still get this year's diploma?"
Chen Wenda explained: "As long as you don't get into high school, no one will investigate. Who would know if there are two more or two less in a pile of files?"
The two of them understood that as long as they were not given two fake ones, it would be fine.
Meng Sheng then asked about the price: "We are all villagers who have never seen the world and don't know the ins and outs of it.
Principal Chen, can you give us a rough idea of how much we should get this year and how much we should get next year?"
Chen Wenda first held up three fingers, then retracted one and said, "This year it's 300. If you take the test next year, you can get 200 by yourself if you know the answer in advance. You can just get 150 based on your ability."
He added, "You all have to start over from scratch with your files, it's going to be very troublesome.
Don't think the money I ask for is too much. It's just that the village is in financial trouble right now, and our teachers' salaries are often delayed for months, making it difficult to even eat. Otherwise, no one would be willing to take the risk of losing their job."
Meng Sheng and the other man didn't care whether his words were true or not. They had money anyway, so they decided to make a quick decision and avoid any complications later. They each took out three hundred yuan and handed it over.
Chen Wenda saw how efficient they were and exchanged glances with his wife. The three words "less!" were clearly written in their eyes.
But the words were already out, and it was hard to change them, so I reached out and took the money.
Unexpectedly, Meng Sheng held the other end firmly, and he couldn't move it. Chen Wenda was dissatisfied, but he smiled and promised: "Don't worry, I will go to the village after school tomorrow, and you can come to pick up your diploma at noon the day after tomorrow!"
Meng Sheng then let go and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll come get it the day after tomorrow at noon."
Chen Wenda faked a smile, put the money in his pocket, and asked the two to continue copying the test paper.
Gao Yan was knitting a sweater and asked Feng Yijia casually, "Is collecting herbs quite profitable?
You've only been out on your own for a little over two months, and you already have everything and have saved up such a large sum of money!"
Feng Yijia pretended to concentrate on copying the test paper, and responded casually with "um! ah!"
Seeing that she couldn't get any information out of him, Gao Yan put away her needlework, apologized, and turned back to the inner room to sleep with a dissatisfied heart.
Feng Yijia and Meng Sheng didn't finish their papers until the moon was at its highest point in the sky. Then they left the school with Chen Wenda watching them go.
It was late at night, and except for the occasional chirping of birds and insects, everything was silent.
There is a crescent moon hanging in the sky, surrounded by twinkling stars. The cold moonlight and starlight make everything in the world have a hazy and quiet beauty.
Meng Shengtan looked at Feng Yijia who was walking not far in front of him, and felt as if they were the only two of them in the world. He felt so happy that he could say and do nothing.
But soon, the ghost that was supposed to spoil the fun floated over from nowhere.
Meng Sheng was neither surprised nor afraid at all. These days, whenever he went to visit Feng Yi's house, Feng Youcai would show up from time to time, even if he didn't always watch over him.
After so many times, the fear of ghosts in my heart disappeared completely.
He looked at Feng Youcai floating in the air with a normal expression and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Youcai!"
Feng Youcai squeezed in between the two of them and said indignantly, "Just now after you left, I heard Chen Wenda and his wife discuss that out of the six hundred yuan, they could take twenty out to treat people to a meal at a restaurant and spend eighty on buying some cigarettes and alcohol to give away, and then the matter could be settled.
I can keep five hundred in my pocket.
The couple's hearts are too dark!"
Meng Sheng wasn't surprised, but he angrily echoed: "Yes, the couple are too cruel!"
Feng Youcai: "Why don't you go get the money back? I've already seen where they hid it!"
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