Chapter 125



Chapter 125

"Hey, you're on the run, little puppy." Chen He's cheerful voice came, "Have you found a place to stay?"

"Yeah. Zhuangzhuang arranged it."

"Tsk, Zhuangzhuang is such a nice guy."

"Xiao He..."

"how?"

"I want to tell you...about me and Curly."

A few days after Qiu Song started working at the Qingde Auto Repair Shop, he met Juanmao.

Curly's academic performance was average and he failed to get into high school, so he went to a medical school to study Traditional Chinese Medicine Rehabilitation.

His original plan was to take his mother back to his hometown after graduation and apprentice for a few years with an old Chinese doctor who practiced massage and bone setting.

Then he worked towards his ultimate goal in life - opening his own small Chinese medicine and physiotherapy clinic.

So I just hung around waiting for graduation.

After getting to know Qiu Song, Qiu Song once asked him why he didn't try to go to college.

Curly said, "My family is poor and I can't afford to go to college."

Qiu Song said: "Now the government has student loans, so if you want, you can go to school."

Curly scratched Curly and had to tell the truth: "I can't pass the exam. I'm a poor student."

Qiu Song said, "I can tutor you."

Qiu Song originally had excellent academic performance and was among the top students in his hometown high school.

He dropped out of school in the second semester of his sophomore year, but had actually completed all high school courses.

When I was working outside, with a hint of reluctance and a faint hope, I would borrow high school students' textbooks and notes whenever I had the chance and review them over and over again.

He knew that he had to support Xiaoyue's schooling first, so it was impossible for her to go to college for the time being.

However, there is no age limit for college entrance examination registration.

I passed the college entrance examination before leaving school and was able to obtain a high school diploma.

After Xiaoyue's mortgage is paid, he can then register for the college entrance exam and go to university. What's the big deal if it's a few years later?

So he never gave up his studies, so as not to forget all the knowledge on the day of the college entrance examination.

He himself doesn't have a chance at the moment, and he can't bear to see his friend not seize the opportunity.

He told Juanmao that students from medical schools could also register for the college entrance examination and apply to relevant universities that matched their majors.

Once you get into college, your future path will become broader and your life will completely change.

I wonder how happy Aunt Qi would be if he got into college.

At that time, Curly had secretly told him that Aunt Seven was suffering from a terminal illness and did not have much time left.

Curly is a very generous child with a casual personality and a carefree attitude, but he loves his mother very much.

Xiaosong’s first sentence may not have moved him, but the second sentence must have moved him.

Curly must have been thinking at the time: If my mother could see me get into college, she would feel comforted and relieved even if she passed away one day.

So, Curly signed up for the college entrance examination and studied hard.

Qiu Song tutored him until late at night every day.

In order to tutor Juanmao, Qiu Song studied the professional courses in the medical school more thoroughly than Juanmao.

Curly's grades have improved by leaps and bounds.

That day, one month before the college entrance exam, the school awarded Juanmao a "Breakthrough Award"...

Chen He heard Song Zhou's voice suddenly choke on the phone and knew that he was about to talk about the most painful part.

She said, and took him over: "It's because of Aunt Qi."

Song Zhou was silent for a while, then sighed: "Is it really that obvious?"

"Of course." Chen He said softly, "Because I mentioned earlier that Aunt Qi was sick. It must be Curly Hair who asked you to lie to Mom on his behalf and spend his last moments with Mom on his behalf... right?"

Chen He has the reasoning ability to connect information fragments, and he knows Song Zhou so well, how could he not figure out this little thing?

Song Zhou choked out a single word: "Yes."

He's a great learner. Having many skills is always a plus. No matter what he learns, he strives to master it to perfection.

For example, the imitation technique taught by a master in Jinda Auto Repair who had a history of fraud.

It’s very easy to deceive Aunt Qi, whose eyesight has become blurry.

In addition, my throat was really hoarse at that time, so Aunt Qi couldn't hear the problem.

After that, he pretended that his throat had been damaged and spoke in a hoarse voice in front of Aunt Qi.

Aunt Qi also cooked many throat-soothing soups for him, but they were "useless".

After a long time, Aunt Qi felt that her son's voice was just like that, but fortunately it was not a big problem.

No flaw was ever found.

The day after the accident, he said to Aunt Qi in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I'm about to take the college entrance examination. Can you please stop working at the stall and stay at home with me?"

Aunt Qi said cheerfully, "That's what I had planned. Look, son..."

Aunt Qi took out a small cloth bag from under the quilt mysteriously.

He took it and opened it, revealing a stack of banknotes.

Aunt Qi said, "This is the money I saved. I was planning to use it to open a small clinic for you in the future. My son is so ambitious, so I'll use it to send him to college!"

His tears silently fell as he put his wallet away and said, "You can apply for a student loan to go to college, and I'll save this money for Mom's medical treatment."

Because the college entrance examination is still in a month, there is no need to take the courses at the medical school.

He called his teacher using Curly's cell phone and said he wanted to review at home, and the teacher readily agreed.

In the month before the college entrance examination, he left home once at night.

I went to a barber shop and had my hair permed into curls, and then went to an optician's shop and bought a pair of black-framed glasses that looked just like my curly hair.

It's just plain.

I also bought a bottle of girls' cosmetics at the detergent store, which has a whitening effect.

Until the day of the college entrance examination.

He stayed at home for a month, and his skin became much whiter even without makeup. Before going out, he carefully dressed up to look like a curly-haired man, not wanting to miss a single curl.

He was holding Curly's ID card and the printed admission ticket, and was wandering anxiously at the distance from the entrance of the examination center.

He knew that no matter how much he pretended or how much he resembled her, he was still two different people.

If you carefully compare the photos on the admission ticket and the ID card, you can still see the difference.

He dawdled until the last few minutes before the deadline for admission, then he gritted his teeth and ran towards the entrance of the examination center.

Seeing this, several teachers at the entrance were even more anxious than him: "Hey, kid, why are you here just now!"

"I got up late." He said sweating profusely.

"Quick, quick, swipe your ID!"

After swiping the certificate, the system pops up the registration photo, and the teacher hurriedly compares the candidate's appearance and verifies the admission ticket information.

Everyone was worried about him. The examination was so sloppy that no one noticed the problem. They let him in and even showed him the direction of the examination room.

He ran towards the examination room, feeling lucky to have gotten away with it.

I was relieved but just a moment later, I found out at the entrance of the examination room that I still had to check my thumbprint.

The exam teacher urged him to quickly put his hand on the fingerprint verification device.

He stretched out his hands, and said pitifully with red eyes: "My hands are burned..."

It was a real burn.

That day, I tried to lift a hot steel beam and all my fingertips were burned. The red scars on my hands have not fully healed, especially my two thumbs, where the fingerprints are flat.

Seeing the teacher's hesitant expression, he was afraid of being found out and tears welled up in his eyes.

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