Chapter 147
In June, the college entrance examination arrived as scheduled.
The provincial experimental school is also a college entrance examination site. Wang Mengmei passed by the school gate in the morning and saw that the gate was crowded with parents. They all stretched their heads and tried to look inside. The early cicadas chirped loudly, which made people feel irritable.
"Scream, scream, scream. If I had known, I would have come here a few days ago to stick everything around."
Wang Mengmei returned to the store and said to Xue Ling, "It's too stressful."
It's nerve-wracking to go there.
After today, Jian Li will be a senior in high school, so Wang Mengmei's nervousness is understandable.
Xue Ling: "Sister Mei, have you finished moving your things?"
Wang Mengmei nodded: "It's almost done, just a little more."
Ni Hao passed by and couldn't help but interrupt: "You haven't seen it, that family has everything, Master doesn't need to bring anything with him."
Speaking of this, Wang Mengmei couldn't help but smile.
Jian Li is in her third year of high school. It takes her almost an hour every day to get home.
Unfortunately, she and Jian Feng are now busier than in previous years.
Jian Feng's business gradually improved. He had to attend social events, look for sources of goods and watch over the store every day. Sometimes he would go home after midnight for a month. Sometimes he would drink too much and vomit when he got home. He was afraid that the noise would disturb Jian Li's sleep, so Jian Feng would go to the public toilet with his last bit of energy to vomit before going back.
Wang Mengmei often advised him not to work so hard, and that health was the most important thing. But when she was free, she could understand Jian Feng's mentality.
Just like riding a bicycle uphill, you always have to stand up and pedal a few times at the steepest part, and once you get up, the road will be smooth.
Jian Feng simply can't stop now.
To be fair, if it were Wang Mengmei herself, she wouldn't be able to stop either.
But Wang Mengmei was always afraid that this would affect her daughter.
Feeling very worried, Lin Hui waved her hand and gave her good news.
"Fei Fei has gone back to her hometown to go to school. I plan to let my mother and Peng Peng move into the house on Jingui Street. This place is vacant, you can live here first. If you want to buy it, you can give it to me when you have money later."
Lin Hui originally bought this house for her child to go to school. Now that Kong Fei is gone, there is no use for her to keep this house. Her son is too young and it will take many years before he takes the college entrance examination. As for collecting rent from it, Lin Hui doesn't think much of it.
She is extremely busy every day, and the matters at the beauty salon alone are enough to worry her.
The rent is only a few thousand yuan a month, and she doesn't want to worry about repairing the house and replacing furniture.
It would be better to give Wang Mengmei's family some convenience.
Wang Mengmei didn't expect such good news to hit her head.
She refused a few times, but seeing that Lin Hui really wanted to sell it, she explained the situation to Lin Hui promptly.
"You know the situation of my family this year. By the end of the year, I will pay the down payment, and we can go to the bank to do it?"
Yes, Wang Mengmei decided to go for a mortgage.
There are many places in the family where money is needed urgently. When doing business, a stable and sufficient cash flow is particularly important. Instead of paying the full amount and then taking out a bank loan, it is better to buy a house directly with a mortgage to save a trouble.
Lin Hui looked at Wang Mengmei with admiration: "What's wrong with that? You can let the child move in first. At worst, I can pay you the rent during this period."
Wang Mengmei grinned: "Even if you don't want it, I have to give it to you."
You've taken advantage of others so many times. How can you always do this?
Wang Mengmei was in a good mood and told Jian Feng about this.
"I've made it clear that our goal this year is to buy this house by the end of the year."
In the next six months, Jian Li would move in first, while Jian Feng would live in the old house. Wang Mengmei would live in either place depending on the situation.
Jian Feng had been worrying about this matter, and when he heard that his wife had resolved it, the pressure was relieved.
"good."
He must work hard and buy the house by the end of the year for his daughter.
Wang Mengmei said softly, "It's not just for Jian Li. I think the house over there is not convenient for both of us, and it's getting more and more cramped. This house is good, it's close, and it's not bad even if we live there alone in the future."
When Wang Mengmei saw the grinding wheel factory house, she felt comfortable no matter how she looked at it. But now, Wang Mengmei feels that the kitchen is too small, it is too tiring to go upstairs, the house faces a bad direction, and the bathroom is not bright enough...
In short, the house is still the same house, but she, Wang Mengmei, is no longer the same Wang Mengmei.
Of course Jian Feng knew what his wife meant.
Yes, the three-bedroom, one-living room house now seems more and more cramped.
Just like the cotton textile mills, over the years, they have gradually moved further and further away from the cotton textile mills.
I once thought I would spend the rest of my life there, but now I have more glory outside.
"Let's find the camera at home and take a picture later."
The camera I bought last year was only used by Jian Li for half a month before it was left in the cupboard, gathering dust.
Now that Jian Feng thinks about it, he feels that he should have patted the cotton textile factory more often.
"If I move out this time, I don't know when I will be able to go back again in the future."
The city is changing more and more, and there are always reports of reconstruction in some places. This is what happened to several factories that closed down last year. When they were sold, they said that they would buy back everything including the factory buildings, but those who got the money soon came up with various excuses.
Either the technology was outdated or the products had no market, so all the promises made were broken.
As soon as the things were sold, they started filling out documents to request the development of the old factory.
Jian Feng is worried that the same day will happen to cotton textile factories. Currently, only some small supporting factories have been separated and have not closed down, while the rest have been dismantled into pieces.
Every time Jian Feng went back, he felt that the cotton spinning factory was getting older and older.
"Let's pick a nice day, change our clothes, and take a group photo."
Photos taken at home are photos taken at home. Jian Feng is used to taking a family photo at a photo studio every year.
Wang Mengmei was stunned for a moment: "It's not the New Year yet."
Usually the photos are taken during the Chinese New Year.
Jian Feng: "Have you forgotten? Your daughter is eighteen years old this year."
Not only is Jian Li eighteen years old, Wang Mengmei is also forty years old this year.
These are all memorable moments.
Wang Mengmei exclaimed, "Really."
Life was difficult in the past few years. Apart from a cake for Jian Li's birthday, the two of them just had a bowl of longevity noodles each.
Life has been better in recent years. Every time it’s someone’s birthday, the family would go out to a restaurant, or cook a table full of dishes at home and order a big cake.
Wang Mengmei's birthday was one month apart from Jian Li's. Jian Li was tired of eating cakes, so she asked Wang Mengmei to cook some corn silk for her to drink.
Jian Feng: "Eighteen is a big birthday, we have to celebrate it well."
Wang Mengmei looked at him angrily: "You all remember everything clearly, but it seems that I am the one who always forgets things."
"…Who else?"
Wang Mengmei: "Sister Hui, Sister Hui asked me a few days ago whether Jian Li's birthday is next month, and I said it's about the same."
Jian Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's give Jian Li a big celebration this year, and send a message to Sister Hui as well."
Anyway, Kong Fei is not in Taocheng, so Jian Feng doesn't feel any pressure at all.
Speaking of Kong Fei, Jian Feng felt that Lin Hui's decision was right.
Boys, you need to experience life well and not always say things like that in front of your parents!
Wang Mengmei looked at him speechlessly. This guy didn't feel that he was hypocritical at all. It was as if he wasn't the one who couldn't sleep for several nights because Jian Li was moving to live next to the school...
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Lin Hui's things were moved away, but a lot of home appliances were left behind.
Lin Hui laughed heartily and said, "We don't need these. Everything is ready-made on Jingui Street."
She bought a villa, and the decoration inside was twice as expensive as the house.
Wang Mengmei moved all of Jian Li's study room over, including the heavy desk and drawing table that Jian Feng had made for his daughter. Jian Li finally understood the feelings of a senior high school student.
The day after the college entrance examination, when she walked into the classroom, she saw Cheng Yu's lifeless look.
Cheng Yu was exhausted and said, "My parents had a fight."
It’s not clear to say that they were quarreling, because Tao Hanjin and Cheng Song were just talking, but it was the kind of conversation where neither of them could convince the other.
Their daughter is now in her third year of high school. They have learned from their previous experience with the nanny and have come to realize the difference between raising a son and a daughter. They don't need to make plans for their eldest son, because he won't listen to them even if they make plans.
Now that they have reached a consensus, the couple has unanimously decided to make a plan for Cheng Yu's future.
Cheng Song's idea is to let Cheng Yu study abroad. With Cheng Yu's grades, it is difficult to get into a key university in China, but it is different if he goes abroad. There are many places to choose from.
But Tao Hanjin was firmly opposed.
The couple argued endlessly, leaving Cheng Yu caught in the middle, not knowing what to choose.
Cheng Yu tilted his head to look at Jian Li: "My parents asked me what I thought, and I had no idea..."
She was very depressed, and this depression was nothing more than her regret for not having a dream.
There don't seem to be many people like her. Jian Li likes comics and is also clear that she likes liberal arts. In the future, she will choose to study history or marketing.
Wu Feiran knew early on that she would study chemistry or pharmaceutical manufacturing in the future because she loved chemistry. She had always been ranked first in her class since the subject of chemistry was introduced.
Song Tao said that he would study finance in the future, which was the major chosen for him by his brother.
Lin Shuyao said she would study medicine.
Even "that guy" Lin Shuyao's boyfriend has hardly appeared in school in the past year. Some people say that he has participated in various competitions and will probably go to a sports university in the future.
…
Cheng Yu is like a wilted mushroom. Among a cluster of brightly colored mushrooms, she is self-conscious about her own difference.
"I envy you."
I envy Jian Li's calmness and leisure. She also plays and goes crazy, and sometimes even gossips in class.
But more often than not, she is the kind of person who will finish what she needs to do today step by step even if she has an exam tomorrow.
Cheng Yu looked at herself again. She would play video games until midnight. If someone said something unpleasant to her during the day, she would chew over the embarrassment over and over again in her heart. She would even often wonder if her parents would not love her if she didn't get into any university.
This feeling of uneasiness always made her feel uneasy. She had no interests, no hobbies, nothing she particularly liked, and nothing she particularly disliked.
Jian Li looked at Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu was so much like her.
Like her in her previous life.
Full of doubts about what you already have, and internal worries about things that haven't happened yet.
It took her several decades to finally become a tough girl in the world of red dust.
And Cheng Yu...
Too young.
Jian Li became serious, which was rare for her.
She took out a large piece of white paper and handed it to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu blinked her big eyes: "What?"
Jian Li rolled out a black fountain pen and said, "Come on, write. We'll spend two classes today to figure out what you like."
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