The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 198 The Peasant Girl Wants to Counterattack (7)

Jun Anzhi compared this world with his original hometown.

However, she didn't study modern history well, and many things were told by her late Lao Lao when she was young.

The people of that era were the most honest...

Therefore, many things may not be equated to her hometown.

"Auntie..." Jun Anzhi said.After finishing my schoolbag, I went to my aunt's room.

"Is it Erya? What's the matter?" Mrs. Sheng was killing chickens.

"Where to kill the chicken?" Jun Anzhi was quite surprised.

In the countryside, or in the early 90s, killing chickens was a big deal.

Chickens are not killed unless they are on festivals, and chickens are only killed on big festivals or important days.

"Aren't you and your cousin going to take the college entrance examination? Kill a chicken and make it up for you..." Aunt Sheng quickly plucked the feathers of the chicken and said without raising her head.

"Hey...the daughter-in-law of the Sheng family, for the sake of the two children, you are really willing to spend all your money and even kill chickens..." Aunt Yang who was passing by the road raised her head to look in, her face full of surprise.

"It's to make up for it. They are the future of my Sheng family..." Thinking of Erya's promise to help Sheng Yue take the exam, Aunt Sheng was in a good mood.

If my girl can go to college, what's the point of killing a chicken?
By the time……

Thinking of Erya's grades, going to college is a [-]% thing.

Universities...the future is bright when you come out!

It is also the hardest to get into university.

Didn't you see that Yang Xiucai in the village next door?Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, how many years have passed, and every year I have failed!

The villagers secretly called him a failed scholar.

But Erya was different, she had heard from Sheng Yue's teacher that Erya would not only be admitted to university, but also might be the number one scholar in the city or the province!

In the whole town, there is no one in the city who can read better than Erya!

So, Aunt Sheng had already thought about things like taking the exam on her behalf.

Even if Er Ya refused, she would find a way to get the admission letter and let her daughter go to college instead.

Fortunately, this girl is stupid in reading, and she was fooled by herself so easily...

Seeing the woman's joy, Jun Anzhi also smiled.

This woman is cruel to other people's children, but she has nothing to say about her own children.

Even with Sheng Yue's poor grades in the college entrance examination, he was willing to spend all his money to reward her.

"Your Sheng family does have a future, but it's Erya..." Aunt Yang is straightforward, she laughed and left after saying this.

If she was dismissed like this, Aunt Sheng would definitely chase her out and curse her. Now that she is in a good mood, she ignores her.

She thought to herself: I tell you to bury me now, and when my daughter goes to college, I will definitely beat you people who look down on my daughter severely in the face!
Thinking of their expressions at that time, Aunt Sheng was in a good mood!
"Uncle..." Jun Anzhi.Standing next to Mrs. Sheng with a hesitant expression.

"What?" Mrs. Sheng asked.Finally realizing Jun Anzhi's hesitant expression, he asked in doubt.

"Is my household registration book in your hands?" Jun Anzhi asked in a low voice as if hesitating for a while.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Mrs. Sheng frowned, her expression a little wary.

The annual tuition fees are sent back by Shenghua to the eldest brother and sister-in-law, asking them to help pay the tuition fees.

In the 90s, it was very troublesome to pay tuition fees, all kinds of school building fees, headcount fees, and any additional fees...

The student's household registration book is required to go through the admission procedures, so the household registration book of Sheng Lan's family has always been in Uncle Sheng's hands.

Now that Jun Anzhi inexplicably asked about the account book, she had to be vigilant.

"Well... I'm almost eighteen, and I don't have an ID card yet. I want to get an ID card. It will be easier to go out and work..."

Jun Anzhi's expression was innocent and helpless, as well as a little anxious, as if he was eager to go out to work.

In this day and age, it is quite normal for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old to not have an ID card.

One is because the government does not have many policies yet.

Second, the villagers do not have that awareness!

Seeing this girl's appearance, Aunt Sheng scolded herself for being overwhelmed.

If this girl had more than half of her own daughter in her heart, she wouldn't receive as much salary as his second uncle every year.

In the eyes of Aunt Sheng, Erya Sheng is a fool who can only read books!

Just like her foolish father, she is very deceitful!

"Why don't you get an ID card after you finish the college entrance examination?" To be on the safe side, Aunt Sheng decided to go with her when she thought of it...

"I want to hurry up. I heard that it will take several months to get an ID card. At that time, if my dad finds out that I don't study anymore..."

Speaking of this, Jun Anzhi stopped on purpose and let Aunt Sheng imagine the "consequences!"

"Okay then, I'll give you your household registration book later." Aunt Sheng had more brains than Jun Anzhi expected.

She is really afraid of Shenghua!
"Auntie, I will definitely do well in the exam...help my cousin." Jun Anzhi smiled bluely, and his uncle finally didn't have to study, looking very happy!
Successfully reassured Mrs. Sheng!

Jun Anzhi is of course happy when the goal is achieved.

This is the first step to break away from Uncle Shanda's control!
As long as they get their household registration book, when the time comes, they find that they are admitted to college alone, and if they don't let her go to school, they can stop her from reporting to the new school.

Moreover, Sheng Yue wanted to replace her in college, that was just a daydream!

For things like making wedding dresses for others, it's fine for the original owner to have done it in her previous life. She, Jun Anzhi, doesn't have such a big heart.

After eating and drinking enough, Jun Anzhi and Sheng Yue were sent to the town, and drove into the city in a dusty car.

In Ancheng in the 90s, the economy was still very depressed, the roads were not repaired, and the cars were rusty buses.

The road is bumpy and noisy, and it makes people very tired to sit.

It took a full two hours before Jun Anzhi got out of the car.

At the station, Jun Anzhi and Sheng Yue separated.

Because the two schools are different.

Jun Anzhi's school is the city's key second middle school, and Sheng Yue's is the third middle school, which is much worse than her school.

Sheng Yue glanced at Jun An lazily, walked out of the station without even saying hello, and without looking back.

Jun Anzhi didn't bother with her either, she also felt very impatient dealing with this kind of person.

He walked out of the bus station slowly and walked to the side of the road.

From the bus station to the city's No. 10 Middle School, it takes [-] to [-] minutes by car. According to the sporadic memory of the original owner, there should be some small tricycles here, specially for short distances.

However, it is necessary to carpool, and it costs a lot of money to rent a tricycle.

The three worlds hit her too hard, making Jun Anzhi a little less interested in making money.

Because no matter how much money I earn, when I want to leave this world, I won’t be able to take a dime with me, it’s empty...

As long as she has enough money, she will be fine. As for the original owner's father, she believes it will be some time before she leaves this world.

When the time comes, find another chance to earn a fortune, and then store it in the card, which is guaranteed to be enough for him to spend his whole life.

Junanzhi walked all the way, admiring the scene of the world in the 90s.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and many workers had already started to get off work.

He finally saw the army of bicycles in the flower-growing country at that time.

"Jingle Bell……"

Accompanied by the bell of the Phoenix brand bicycle, a group of vigorous young people passed by slowly.

Jun Anzhi stood there in a daze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)