After all, who doesn't know that the teaching level in the countryside is the same? No one wants to have a student who is lagging behind in their class.

You can transfer to another class, but you cannot skip grades.

The two sisters did not waste their time and energy. They would skip grades if they had the chance, and transfer to the town first if they did not have the conditions.

Their life is both tiring and happy, but it is different for Lao Wu's family.

Zheng Shuifu had originally been expecting the two sisters to fail the entrance exam, but he did not expect that both sisters were admitted to the key class of No. 6 Middle School. However, Zheng Mengmeng, their daughter, had studied in primary school in the town for two years, but still failed the entrance exam.

Zheng Mengmeng wants her family to pay for her to go to No. 11 Middle School, which is also in the county town. Then she can study in the city like her brother.

The teaching in No. 100 Middle School is not very good, but the tuition is not low, yuan per semester. Qi Xiaohua is not willing to pay.

"Mom, if I can finish junior high school, people will give me more dowry when I get married. You can't be so short-sighted." Zheng Mengmeng felt upset. Why couldn't her parents consider her future for such a big thing?

consider?

What are you considering?

"The tuition for one semester is 100 yuan, and you have to pay for boarding and meals. All things add up to more than 300 yuan a year, and 1000 yuan for three years. Can you tell me which family gives 1000 yuan as a dowry when marrying a daughter-in-law?" Qi Xiaohua is much better at accounting than Mu Xiaoyun. Otherwise, how could she have the ability to pocket 60 yuan out of 58 yuan a month?

No. 11 Middle School accepts everyone, but the price is not low.

Or you can go to another junior high school to get a diploma, which will cost at least a few hundred yuan.

Regardless of whether she goes to junior high school or not, the dowry when she gets married will be hers. The money saved on her education can also help with more work at home.

Ever since she started helping the fourth brother's family take care of their children and had to ask the children to help her with things, Qi Xiaohua has become less willing to do housework - it's dirty, tiring and she doesn't get paid a penny.

"Don't blame us if you don't work hard enough to get into No. 6 Middle School. We let you study comfortably in the city for two years, and now you don't know your own worth, right?!" Seeing that her daughter was unhappy, Qi Xiaohua scolded her unceremoniously.

Other people’s children can get first place in the exam, but yours can’t even be ranked last. Who can you blame?

Zheng Mengmeng also felt aggrieved. Fourth Uncle was able to build two more rooms for those two little bitches, but what did you give me?

But he said, "Can't we ask Fourth Uncle to pay? His family is rich, and they have built a house and a fence. It's not a big deal for them to pay 200 yuan a year for my brother's education and 300 yuan for me."

"Your brother was able to go to the No. 1 middle school in the county based on his own ability. Who do you think you are to deserve my money?" Qi Xiaohua was not a fool.

Zheng Guixiang spends money on Zheng Qiang because his son can study.

My daughter did very badly in the exam. Anyone with a bit of common sense wouldn’t spend money. Let’s not let my son’s tuition be affected because of her.

It's all the fault of those two little bitches. If they hadn't exposed the whole thing, she would still have an income of 40 to 50 yuan a month, and if she saved for a few more years, she would have been able to save enough money for her son to get married.

Rich people are just evil-minded. They don't know how to take care of their own people. They even listened to the fortune teller who told them to stay away from people with the surname Qi. As a result, her brother lost his job and she couldn't even hold her head up in her mother's home.

Everything went wrong for her daughter and she was not living up to her expectations. Qi Xiaohua became angrier and angrier, so she started beating Zheng Mengmeng up.

Zheng Mengmeng felt aggrieved but dared not say anything, so she could only complain to her brother. She did not think much of her sister Zheng Qiang, who could not even get into the ordinary class of No. 6 Middle School.

Education is his capital to gain a foothold in this family. His younger sister is a girl and cannot read, so naturally she has no capital.

But after all, she was his own sister, and Zheng Qiang was annoyed by her crying and responded impatiently: "My fourth uncle's family will definitely come on my birthday. I will talk to him and ask them to give you some money to go to junior high school."

I plan to go to college in the future, and it would be so embarrassing if my sister didn't even finish junior high school.

Deep down, Zheng Qiang didn't think it was a difficult thing. After all, his sister could go to elementary school in town, and the 100 yuan school selection fee was proposed by him and Zheng Guixiang. Compared with his two daughters, the fourth uncle favored his nephew more.

Having been praised so much by his family, Zheng Qiang felt it was natural for his relatives to serve him.

Even if you have money, raising pigs is not a glorious thing.

The entire Zheng family depends on him to win glory.

Director Gu didn't insist on meeting the Zheng sisters for more than two days.

At that time, the Zheng family was building a house, and the house was in a mess inside and outside. The two sisters went to the factory director's office.

When they arrived, there was someone in Director Gu's office. Since they were the children's secretary, he didn't try to be too cautious and just took them to sit on the sofa nearby.

The man looked about the same age as Director Gu, only three years younger.

To put it simply, he was complaining - the factory's goods couldn't be sold, and the factory manager was afraid he couldn't continue working.

Zheng Juzi originally thought that the other party was from a clothing factory and was worried about the factory's sales. After listening for a while, she realized that it was from a tile factory. Now that no one wants the tiles they produce, the factory's sales staff is just sitting there doing nothing...

In fact, it is not appropriate to build a tile factory in such a town. Just like the garment factory, it is just a mandatory arrangement of national policy.

It was fine when there was no competition. Life was good and the employees had good benefits. But as soon as there was a little competition, things started to go south.

With the world people.

Outsiders may think that he is a factory director at such a young age, but he himself knows that there are flaws inside.

If a factory manager cannot continue to operate, his career will not improve in the short term even if he changes jobs.

The only thing to be thankful for is that all the vests for the summer have been cleared out, so at least I still have some energy left to work on more.

The other factory still has last year’s inventory. It’s not right to produce this year, and it’s not right not to produce either. They are just waiting to die.

"It's not a big deal." As a child, Zheng Juzi chose to interrupt impolitely.

When Director Gu saw the two little girls, he felt like his brain was going crazy - why would he want to rely on two children to turn the situation around?

If you can't turn the situation around, the situation of the person sitting opposite you will determine your future.

Tomorrow is not too long away, only about a month at most.

"Uncle, is it because of poor quality that your tiles cannot be sold?" Zheng Juzi asked humbly.

The other party thought they were relatives of Director Gu, and said in a good-tempered manner, "We are a state-owned unit, and the quality of our products is no problem."

"How about I help you sell it?" Zheng Juzi said with blinking eyes.

"You?" The other party smiled, then looked at Director Gu and asked, "Who is this girl to your family?"

Director Gu said unhappily, "My second son's ancestor."

Other people forget their mothers when they get a wife, and his younger brother forgets his elder brother when he finds someone he admires.

"What?" The other party didn't understand.

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