Zhai Tingting is a rather selfish person, but she has a clear mind. Her goal is to marry a rich man, so she is picky and still hasn't gotten married at the age of 19.
She is the eldest in the family, with two younger sisters and a younger brother. As she is the first child, she is quite favored. Her two younger sisters are not well educated, and her younger brother is still in elementary school.
After graduating from high school last year, her family always wanted her to get married, but Zhai Tingting was unwilling to marry down. She went to school just to escape from the countryside.
Originally, the job position in the Women's Federation was not for her, but she had been dating someone before. His family was well-off and everyone in the family worked on the railway. How could he let her marry into his family?
Because Zhai Tingting and her boyfriend were separated by their parents when they were in the most romantic mood, the man asked his family to arrange a job for her in order to compensate her.
Zhai Tingting was very tactful and said frankly that although she loved him, she wished him happiness. The next day, she reported to the Women's Federation with her work permit.
After getting a job, she paid half of her income to her family every month, and her family no longer cared about her marriage.
She had also had two blind dates in private, but unfortunately neither of them was suitable. Now she is not young anymore, so she wants to get married as soon as possible.
That day, Zhai Tingting and Zhang Weifang went out on a business trip together. On the way, Zhai Tingting jokingly asked:
"Weifang, how is Zhou Minhua doing now?"
"It's fine. She's pregnant, and they've already separated. She'll be able to move out on her own soon."
"So good? Do you know anyone else? Introduce me to one." Zhai Tingting spoke much more sincerely this time.
"What are your requirements? What kind of man are you looking for?" Since someone offered her performance, Zhang Weifang was willing to give it a try.
"Those with better conditions, jobs, and less burden on the family."
"Okay, I'll find you when I find someone suitable."
When Zhang Weifang got home from work that day, she was surprised to see her mother and older brother at home. The whole family was together and everyone was very happy.
Zhang Weiren's face also showed a hint of youthful vigor. He raised his head and said proudly:
"Sister, I passed the exam."
"Really? What school?" Zhang Weifang was really happy for him. Her younger brother had always been ambitious and always had a book in his hand.
"Provincial Capital Urban and Rural Construction School." Zhang Weiren said proudly.
"What kind of school is this?" Zhang Weifang had no idea that there were such schools, and that the popular ones now were schools related to steel, petroleum, and chemical engineering.
If all else fails, there are still agriculture and teacher training. I have never heard of urban and rural construction.
"Sister, I don't understand either. This is a new school, and I was afraid my scores wouldn't be high enough for other schools, so I applied here."
"No matter which school it is, you got in through your hard work," Zhang Weifang encouraged.
"Yeah, I think so too."
In the afternoon, Zhang Qiaona took Zhang Weiren back home. She came to the city today, one to announce the good news, and the other to see her grandson.
Before they left, Zhang Weifang called Zhang Weiren aside and asked quietly:
"Weiren, does this school require tuition?"
Zhang Weiren was stunned for a moment, but still replied:
"Sister, you have to pay part of it, 20 yuan per semester."
20 yuan may not sound expensive, but ordinary rural families simply cannot afford it, so many people in this era will give up going to school.
Zhang Weifang knew that her family was short of money. Although the economy was bad in the past few years, they still supported her to go to school. The family's conditions have improved slightly in the past two years, but they still live frugally.
She took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and gave it to Zhang Weiren:
"Weiren, I know you're ambitious, so don't worry about the money. Just think of it as a loan from me."
Zhang Weiren nodded heavily:
"Sister, I will study hard and will definitely pay you back in the future."
"Weiren, you must study hard, but more importantly, you must take care of your health. Also, if you have no money, just write to me. If there is an emergency, just send a telegram. You are still young, so don't put yourself in a difficult position."
Zhang Qiaona did not mention money this time. Zhang Weifang guessed that her family should have enough 20 yuan, but going to school not only requires tuition, but also food, books, clothes, etc.
Zhang Qiaona and the others will definitely ask Zhang Weiren to be frugal, but sometimes money must be spent. As long as the financial conditions permit, Zhang Weifang does not intend to let his brother suffer more.
Once you go to the provincial capital, all kinds of expenses will increase, and most of the classmates you interact with are rich people. It is easy to feel anxious or even excluded if you don’t have money.
"Weiren, don't tell your family about the money, okay? Just consider this 100 yuan as your pocket money."
"Sister, I understand."
Zhang Weiren has always been smart. He understood what his elder sister meant. If he told his family about the money, his parents would definitely not give him any more money.
Of course, it’s not their fault. In their eyes, one hundred dollars should be enough to last for several years.
This time when he went to school, his mother prepared 40 yuan for him, 20 yuan for tuition, 5 yuan for travel expenses, and the rest for pocket money.
In fact, Zhang Weiren had already thought about it. He planned to go home and ask his uncle to borrow some money. He didn't want to trouble his eldest sister. After all, he had a brother-in-law at home, and he didn't want to make things difficult for his eldest sister.
He didn't expect that his elder sister would give him money, but since she gave it to him, he wouldn't be polite and he would pay it back later.
Zhang Weifang also exchanged two sets of clothes for Zhang Weiren in the system mall. After all, clothes make the man, and she didn't want her brother to go to school wearing patched clothes.
Zhang Weiren left home on August 20. Before leaving, his uncle Zhang Jiuyi also gave him 20 yuan.
He now had more than 160 yuan in his hand, and he felt very calm. He set off with an old leather suitcase in his hand. The old suitcase was so worn that its original color could no longer be seen. This was something Zhang Jiuling had brought back from the Northeast.
The 15-year-old boy went out for the first time. In order to save money, his family did not plan to send him to school, so Zhang Jiuyi sent him on the commune bus.
Seeing Zhang Jiuyi getting farther and farther away behind the car window, Zhang Weiren's eyes became hot and tears fell.
It was his first time leaving home, and he was a little nervous, but he was more excited and looking forward to the future.
The bus goes from Le'an County to Nanshan City, and then takes a train from Nanshan City to the provincial capital, which takes 5 hours.
By the time he got off the train, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Looking at the busy train station and the empty square in front, Zhang Weiren had a preliminary understanding of the provincial capital.
He took the letter of introduction to the information desk in the train station, asked about the bus route to the Urban and Rural Construction School, and then took his luggage to get on the bus.
After taking two buses and an hour later, Zhang Weiren finally appeared at the school gate. There was a reception teacher at the school gate who was registering the new students.
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