Wangcun.
People are picking cotton in the cotton fields outside the village.
The sun was scorching, and Wang Cheng carried a lunchbox to deliver food to his family members who were picking cotton.
Looking at the boundless farmland.
Looking at the villagers, who were drenched in sweat.
Wang Cheng was filled with gloom; he seemed to see his own fate reflected in these people.
"No, I can't be like them, spending my whole life doing farm work at home, poor and pathetic!"
"I must go to school! Only by going to school can I change my fate of being a farmer!"
"I originally thought I could get my older brother's admission notice, but now it's hopeless."
"You can only attend No. 1 Middle School as a temporary student!"
"But where am I going to get a thousand yuan for the tuition fee?"
...
A few minutes later.
Wang Cheng arrived at his family's cotton field and placed the lunchbox under the jujube tree by the roadside. "Dad, Mom, come and eat."
Two responses came from the cotton field.
Wang Cheng stood under the shade of a tree, squinting at the snow-white cotton.
"This cotton boll could sell for five hundred yuan, but we're still five hundred short..."
"no!"
"We can't just give up like this; we have to go back to Wang Peng and ask him for the money again."
Thinking of this, Wang Cheng called out again, "Dad, the lunchbox is under the jujube tree. I'm going home to review my lessons."
After saying that, he turned and left.
...
Duzhuang.
Du Lei's home.
Wang Peng and the Du family members accompanied Village Chief Du for drinks.
After three cups of wine, Du Liu started bragging, boasting that he knew this township head and that secretary.
As everyone listened to his boasting, Wang Peng laughed and poured him a drink, treating his bragging as a joke to amuse them.
Just then, someone outside called his name; it sounded like Wang Cheng's voice.
Li Fang came out of the Du family's kitchen, opened the front door, and looked outside.
The next second, she turned around with a dark face, "Pengdi, Wang Cheng is here."
"What's he doing here?" Du Lei sneered. "Like a weasel paying respects to a chicken, I'll go chase him away."
"Brother Lei, sit down." Wang Peng thought for a moment, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You guys keep drinking, I'll go out and take a look."
He went to the gate, told Li Fang to go back for dinner, and took Wang Cheng to the poplar grove across the street.
The two brothers stood facing each other, looking at each other, neither of them saying a word.
After a moment, Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Big brother, how have you been lately? My parents and I miss you a lot."
Wang Peng sneered, "Miss me? Miss my money, huh?"
“Brother, that’s not how it is.” Wang Cheng hurriedly shook his head. “We really want you to come home.”
Wang Peng waved his hand: "I know exactly what kind of people you are. Don't put on an act in front of me."
He stared into Wang Cheng's eyes. "What do you want? Speak."
"Big brother," Wang Cheng said ingratiatingly, "please lend me five hundred yuan. I need to go to No. 1 Middle School, and I need a thousand yuan for the tuition. My family only has five hundred."
Wang Peng clenched his fists, recalling the treatment he received when he was in junior high school.
Whenever he wanted to buy a notebook that cost a dime, Wang Song would always say that his family was poor.
Then he patiently taught him that the eldest brother should be frugal and set an example for his younger siblings.
He could only use his completed workbooks upside down. Some classmates couldn't bear to see this and gave him their own workbooks.
Wang Cheng asked for a thousand yuan for tuition, and Wang Song immediately agreed.
"I won't lend it." Wang Peng turned and left.
Wang Cheng quickly grabbed his arm.
"Brother, I'm begging you."
“We are siblings from the same mother, I am your younger brother.”
"Are you really willing to ruin my future for a mere five hundred dollars?"
Wang Sen forcefully shook him off, "Your future has nothing to do with me, get out!"
"Wang Peng! Stop right there!" Wang Cheng suddenly sneered.
He walked up to Wang Peng and dropped the pretense.
“If you don’t give me money, I’ll force your parents to sell their blood. I’m definitely going to No. 1 High School.”
"You don't know the risks of selling blood, do you?"
"Let me tell you, you can easily get a terminal illness if you're not careful."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng felt an overwhelming surge of anger.
He knows!
So he knew!
It turns out he knew all along that selling blood carried the risk of developing a terminal illness!
In his past life, he got into university but couldn't afford the tuition, so he urged his silly older brother to sell his blood, but his brother said there was no risk in selling blood.
Wang Peng believed his lies and later contracted hepatitis B, suffering from the disease and medical expenses for the rest of his life.
Snap—
Wang Peng slapped Wang Cheng hard across the face.
"This slap is for your lack of conscience!"
He thought of his past life, of the scene where this ungrateful wretch had been trying to get him to sell his blood!
Snap—
He slapped her again with his backhand.
"This slap is for your inhumanity and injustice!"
In his previous life, in order to support Wang Cheng's education, he would rather eat steamed buns and pickled vegetables than let Wang Cheng eat and drink well.
To prevent Wang Cheng from being discriminated against by his classmates, he wore the same clothes for five years to save money to buy new clothes for Wang Cheng.
As a result, after Wang Cheng became wealthy and became a civil servant, he not only didn't gain any advantage, but he also preferred to throw his old clothes in the trash rather than give them to Wang Peng.
Snap—
Wang Cheng was slapped three times in a row, and although he was in pain, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"good!"
"well played!"
"Isn't this your true nature? What are you pretending to be, an elder brother like a father? You..."
Snap—
Another heavy slap.
Wang Peng sneered, "This slap has no reason! I just wanted to hit you!"
Wang Cheng was knocked to the ground by the series of slaps.
He tried to run, but Wang Peng pulled him back and continued fighting!
...
"Stop hitting me! Brother! I was wrong!"
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