Wang Xia and Wang Zhen came out of Wang Peng's house.
The night was even darker than when they arrived, and Wang Zhen felt afraid.
The two sisters held hands and returned home with trepidation.
The lights in the main room suddenly turned on, and then Wang Song opened the door. "Did he give you any money?"
"No!" Wang Xia's voice trembled slightly.
"Really not?" Wang Song said. "Wang Peng doesn't even care if you live or die? You're not lying to me, are you?"
"No, how could we dare to lie to you!" Wang Zhen hurriedly waved his hand in denial.
"Hmph!" Wang Song sneered, "I doubt you would dare to lie to me."
squeak--
The door to the main room closed again, Wang Song turned off the light, took off his shoes, and went to bed.
He wasn't afraid that his two daughters would lie to him; as long as they could go to school normally tomorrow, it meant that Wang Peng had given him the money.
Then I'll go to the principal and get my two daughters' tuition fees back.
In her view, her daughters would get married sooner or later, so there was no need to waste too much money on them.
In the courtyard.
"Third sister, if Wang Peng gives us money, he'll take it back," Wang Zhen sneered softly.
Wang Xia's hands trembled even more violently, and she suddenly felt despair. Thinking that she was destined to drop out of school, she covered her mouth and cried softly.
She believed her fourth sister's words; their biological father simply didn't want them to continue their schooling.
If Wang Song puts his mind to it, he can definitely borrow the total tuition fee of two hundred yuan.
The next morning.
The two sisters went to school with trepidation, and the principal was waiting for them at the main gate.
"You two, bring your tuition fees over," the principal said, extending his hand.
The two sisters lowered their heads simultaneously, remaining silent and biting their lips tightly.
"Still no money for tuition?" The principal shook his head. "I'm sorry, you're expelled."
"Wang Xia, Wang Zhen, don't blame me for not helping you. I have my own difficulties too."
“The higher authorities are cracking down hard on the behavior of not paying tuition fees. If the tuition fees cannot be collected, I have to pay out of my own pocket to plug the hole.”
At this point, Principal Tong Jianshe sighed.
"Don't blame others, blame your parents for being senile."
“If you had treated Wang Peng well, things wouldn’t be like this now. You would not only be able to go to school, but you would also be able to eat and drink well.”
“Your eldest brother is my most outstanding student. I know his character very well.”
Wang Xia and Wang Zhen were speechless.
The principal's words were like a whip, lashing them again and again.
"Go home. When you find the tuition fee, then come to me to enroll."
"If we find the tuition fees tomorrow, we can go to school tomorrow; if we find the tuition fees next year, we can go to school next year."
Just then, the school bell rang.
Tong Jianshe waited another ten minutes, then turned around and locked the school gate, leaving Wang Xia and Wang Zhen outside.
"Fourth Sister, what should we do?" Wang Xia asked Wang Zhen, crying.
"Tong Jianshe, Wang Peng, Wang Song, one day I will make you pay the price," Wang Zhen sneered.
She glanced at the crying Wang Xia, a hint of contempt flashing in her eyes, then turned and walked away with her schoolbag on her back.
Wang Xia hurriedly followed, "Where are you going? Where are you going?"
"I'm going to work in the county, are you coming?" Wang Zhen turned around sharply and stared at Wang Xia. "Are you coming?"
Wang Xia was completely stunned and said weakly, "Work? Would anyone hire us?"
“If you want to go, come with me. If you don’t want to go, then don’t follow me.” Wang Zhen turned and left.
She walked quickly, covering more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
Wang Xia gritted her teeth and hurriedly tried to catch up with her fourth sister.
They can no longer go to school; they either have to stay at home and work like slaves or go out to work and earn money. There is no third way.
Instead of returning to the Wang family home, the two walked more than ten miles to Ping'an County.
"Fourth Sister, should we still look for our eldest brother?" Wang Xia shook her head. "We know our eldest brother's temper. Once he's made up his mind, there's no turning back."
"I'm not going to look for him." Wang Zhen gritted her teeth. "I know his temper, I'm not going to look for him!"
"Then who should we turn to? Our second brother?" Wang Xia shook her head again. "He's even less reliable. He wouldn't give us the money even if he had it."
"Why do you always think about relying on others? Can't you rely on yourself?" Wang Zhen sneered.
She walked up to the golden fried rice stall, flashing her most beautiful smile, "Hello, sister, do you deliver food here?"
This fried rice cart is the one Wang Peng sold to Lao Xue.
The topic of Wang Peng has become widely known in Wang Village recently.
Some people say that he made a lot of money selling fried rice at the No. 1 Middle School in two months, and bought a large courtyard house in the county.
Some people say that he sold the fried rice cart to a boss surnamed Xue for 10,000 yuan.
The woman in charge of the fried rice cart was Xue Dongshan's mother, Zhao Qingzhen, who was not yet forty years old.
"Little sister, are you here looking for a job?" She glanced at Wang Zhen's backpack. "Are you still in school?"
“My dad won’t pay my tuition, so I was expelled from school. I want to earn my own tuition,” Wang Zhen said with a smile. “Big sister, please give me a chance.”
Wang Xia quickly ran over, "Big sister, we are sisters. What my fourth sister said is true. My dad really doesn't pay our tuition."
“My name is Wang Zhen, and her name is Wang Xia. If you don’t believe me, you can go to Wangcun Middle School to ask her.”
Wang Zhen looked sincere and said, "We really didn't lie. Please give us a chance."
Zhao Qingzhen was taken aback, but then an idea came to her.
Her distant relatives were responsible for delivering food to the school, and each of them was paid 200 yuan a month, which they still complained was too little.
"Do you have a place to stay?" Zhao Qingzhen asked. "Our takeout deliveries don't arrive until after 10 p.m.
"No!" Wang Zhen nodded hurriedly, seeing a glimmer of hope.
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