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Chapter 211 Conditions for Going to Yanjing
"Huh?" Rao Wang Zhong was a little unsure about Wen Ju'an's thoughts. He turned his head sideways and looked up and down at the increasingly sunny and lively Wen Ju'an, with some doubts in his eyes.

Wen Ju'an's delicate face is not covered with makeup, but the girl's unique pinkness is enough to outweigh any decorations.

"Why are you asking this?" Wang Zhong asked.

Wen Juan gently helped Wang Zhong hammer his arms and shoulders with dog-leggedness, and his movements were very skillful: "Uncle Wang, why are you so good, you can even design girls' clothes!"

There was some indescribable gleam in Wen Ju'an's eyes.

"Get to the point!" Wang Zhong squinted at Wen Ju'an.

Wen Ju'an's hands didn't stop, and he said: "I'm going to be a sophomore soon. Our school is going to hold a welcome party, and I signed up for a program! I want to ask Uncle Wang to help me design a suit of clothes."

"What program?"

"Sword dance!" Wen Juan said.

"Sword dance?" Wang Zhong turned his head to look at Wen Ju'an, his eyes moved up and down: "Just you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Ju'an didn't feel anything wrong at all.

"As long as your bottle is not full, and half of the bottle is dangling, how dare you go to the party?" Wang Zhong sarcastically said mercilessly.

"Oh! Uncle Wang!"

"Uncle Wang Zhong!" Seeing that the courteousness failed, Wen Ju'an rolled his eyes, and immediately imitated Simei's appearance, pushing Wang Zhong's arm and flirting, "You just help him design a suit of clothes!"

"Besides, isn't there still three or four months to go, and if you teach him well, he will definitely be able to do it."

"Don't shake it, don't shake it!"

Wang Zhong was a little helpless, he was a soft-spoken person, and he couldn't see girls acting coquettishly in front of him.

"Then you agreed?" Wen Ju'an stopped what he was doing and said with surprise.

"Got it!" Wang Zhong hurriedly got up from the recliner, "I promise you!"

"Let Sanli measure you later."

Isn't it just a set of sword dance clothes? For Wang Zhong, it's something that can be easily grasped.

Wen Ju'an's appearance is sweet, a bit less heroic than Simei, so she will use a softer, classical long skirt with a ribbon, and the sword dance and ribbon will complement each other.

In an instant, Wang Zhong already had a plan in his mind.

It's just a university's welcome party, and it's not an international event. Besides, the clothes are just a foil. The key depends on whether Wen Ju'an's sword dance is good. If it's not good, it's better to wear it Clothes are useless.

Wen Ju'an has been learning sword dance with Sanli and Simei for more than a year. At the beginning, because of the pressure of repeating the study, he asked Sanli for advice, as a way to relax and exercise after studying. That's all, then I gradually fell in love with her for some reason. Just after finishing the college entrance examination last year, I couldn't wait to visit Sanli for advice.

Sanli, who had already obtained Wang Zhong's permission, was not stingy, and passed on all kinds of skills and experience to Wen Ju'an without reservation.

The relationship between the two little girls is getting closer and closer, and they have gradually developed into hardcore best friends who talk about everything.

Even though Wen Ju'an is older than Sanli, his personality is not as mature as Sanli's, and he even competes with Simei. Maybe it's because of Sanli's sensible and precocious personality, or because he is self-studied and stable. Wen Ju'an, who lacked paternal love since he was a child and complained a lot about his mother, felt a sense of dependence.

"You two chat slowly at home, I'll go to the alley to watch people play chess!" Wang Zhong shook a cattail fan in one hand and held a purple-red ceramic teapot in the other, humming some little songs he hadn't heard before. Youzai went out.

Wen Ju'an stared resentfully at Wang Zhong's back several times before running to Sanli's side.

"Sanli, why don't you guys go to the clinic today?" It's only afternoon, if it's usually at this time, both Wang Zhong and Sanli are in the clinic.

"Last night my uncle's old illness relapsed and passed out. My second aunt and my cousin wanted to send my uncle to the hospital, but my uncle refused to go after waking up, so I asked my cousin to come over and invite my uncle. In the middle of the night, after five o'clock in the morning, my uncle came back from my second aunt's house and slept at home all morning, so the clinic simply closed down!"

"Ah? Then, is your uncle okay?" Wen Ju'an also became nervous, as if Sanli's uncle had become her uncle.

"It's not a big problem, but my uncle was scolded by my uncle all night."

"Swearing all night?" Wen Ju'an was even more confused.

Sanli explained: "Actually, my uncle has been sick for many years, and he has been treated by my uncle. According to my uncle's estimation, as long as my uncle comes according to my doctor's orders, he should be cured, not to mention cured, but my uncle That person has always been a restless person, worrying about things outside the home, exhausted his mind and energy, made him sick from overwork, and was scolded by my uncle."

"But after this incident, it should be fine in the future!" As she spoke, a smile appeared on Sanli's face.

"How to say?" Wen Ju'an became more and more curious.

"My uncle has made a decision. I will go to get sick in the next few days, and let my second cousin go to work in the factory to take over his shift. If I don't go to work in the factory, I don't have the burden of work, so it should be easier."

When she said this, Wen Ju'an could feel that Sanli was happy, happy from the bottom of her heart, happy for her uncle, happy for their family.

"By the way, didn't your cousin graduate from graduate school this year? With your cousin's education and ability, if he joins the workforce, your uncle won't have to worry about the family's income anymore."

"I graduated, and I was admitted to be a civil servant!" Speaking of this, Sanli felt proud.

"What about Brother Yicheng, where is he going to work?"

"It should be a TV station!" Speaking of this, Sanli couldn't help but think of a nasty figure, that person was also going to the TV station, and he still had an appointment with her elder brother.

"Television station? Are you a reporter?" Wen Ju'an's eyes lit up instantly: "Brother Yicheng is really amazing."

Sanli said seriously: "This is the ideal of big brother."

The fact that [-]% is a reporter is no longer a secret in the eyes of the Qiao family. Wang Zhong never forces them to do this or that. Wang Zhong has always expressed support for their decisions and ideals.

But Wang Zhong had said long ago that he could provide them with education, food and clothing for them when they were underage, but in the future when their brothers and sisters became adults, they would be responsible for their own lives.

Like Yicheng, he started traveling between Shencheng and Jinling with Wang Zhong early on, and became a dealer. In the past few years in college and graduate school, Yicheng has never been idle, and he has no idea how much he has saved in his passbook Money, according to my uncle, Brother Qian is ready for buying a house and a wedding gift in the future.

Now it is the top two, the top two are not as capable as Yicheng, and not as clever as Yicheng. After graduating from junior high school, while learning cooking skills from Wang Zhong, he worked part-time with Niu Ye in the video hall, but he also earned for several years. I have a small salary, and I have a small treasury. Last year, my uncle lent money to Er Qiang to open a restaurant.

As for myself, Simei, and Qiqi, they are not yet adults. In my uncle's words, it's not time for them to be released.

"By the way, aren't you busy there?" Sanli asked.

Wen Ju'an shook his head: "It's already stabilized, just replenish them at the beginning of each month!" Speaking of this, Wen Ju'an couldn't help showing a smile on his face, except for the first few After a month, the rest is basically picking up money.

Now this income alone is enough to cover all of Wen Ju'an's expenses in school, including tuition fees.

Especially being able to work with my biological father and spend more time with each other is the most important thing.

"How is uncle?" Sanli asked again.

"Very good, my body is very good, and my mind is also very good!" Speaking of this, Wen Ju'an's heart felt inexplicably warm, looking at the empty reclining chairs in the corridor, his face full of smiles seemed to have grown a little more There is an inexplicable taste in it.

It's a pity that the love affair has not yet begun, and the untrained Sanli didn't notice this at all.

At the beginning, Wang Zhong said to help Wen Ju'an, he opened a branch of the video hall next to Jinling University, and let Wen Ju'an's biological father go to work in the store, and together with Wen Ju'an, they opened up channels in the school.

In the first few months, it was really tiring, but as the fame spread, there were many students from well-to-do families, as well as those teachers from Jinling University.

Perhaps it was because of Wen Qingxue's opening of her heart, she allowed her daughter to have contact with Wen's father, which gave Wen's father's life a boost, and Wen's father also had more smiles on his face. He can go to school, and after only a few months of hard work, he managed the branch store in an orderly manner.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Wang Zhong, the boss, gave him a large bonus. Father Wen also moved from the place where he used to live to next to Jinling University.

The business in the store was busy, and sometimes Father Wen didn't have time to eat, so Wen Ju'an packed meals from the cafeteria, brought them to the store, and ate with Father Wen.

At first, she was a little resistant to Wen Ju'an and Wen's father's contact with Wen Qingxue, but when she saw the bright smile on Wen Ju'an's face that hadn't been seen for many years, she saw that since then, Wen Ju'an's love for Wen Qingxue Her obviously changed attitude, although Wen Qingxue was still a little embarrassed in her heart, but seeing the smile on her daughter's face and seeing her daughter working harder and harder in her studies, she just let her go and didn't try to stop her.

Originally, Wen Qingxue had the opportunity to be transferred to Yanjing last year, but for the sake of her daughter, after thinking twice, Wen Qingxue gave up this opportunity for promotion and stayed in Jinling.

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In the evening, at the dinner table, the family ate the food that Er Qiang brought back from the restaurant, only Simei, a little unhappy.

"Simei, what's the matter? Don't you have an appetite?" Ma Suqin asked with concern, thinking that it wasn't the day when Simei came to relatives.

"I'm in a bad mood, I can't eat any more!" Simei fiddled with the rice grains in the bowl, not forgetting to cast an angry glance at Qi Qi next to her.

Qi Qi hurriedly explained: "Fourth sister, it's really not that I don't want to accompany you, it's that I'm going to Teacher Chang's house to make up lessons!"

The 12-year-old Qiqi is only in the fifth grade this year. It's not that he doesn't want to learn, but he really doesn't know how to study. Just like the second-ranked top student at the beginning, he only studied for two years in the first grade.

"It's not like we're going now, we'll go after the summer vacation after the exam." Simei said.

Qiqi didn't dare to argue with Simei, so she could only look at Wang Zhong, and decided to call for help.

"Okay, isn't it Yanjing? When the time comes, your Auntie Suqin and I will take you with me!"

After hearing this, Simei was immediately stunned on the spot, looking straight at Wang Zhong, and was a little shocked: "Uncle, did I hear correctly?"

The sudden surprise made Simei fall into a dream.

"What do you say?"

"Yeah!" Simei immediately jumped up happily, Wang Zhong frowned: "Huh?"

Immediately afterwards, Simei sat on the stool obediently, picking up the rice in the bowl obediently, but the smile on her face could not be stopped.

"But..." Wang Zhong's voice suddenly changed, the smile on Simei's face stopped abruptly, and the action of picking up rice also froze.

"But what?" Putting down the bowl, Simei asked impatiently.

"It's okay to go to Yanjing, and it's okay to go to Fei Xiang's concert, but I have conditions!"

"What conditions?" Simei hurriedly asked.

"I don't make it difficult for you. Last time you took the midterm exam, you barely passed several subjects. This time, I don't require you to score in each subject, but the average score must be 75 for me. above."

"How? This is not embarrassing you!"

Simei's face immediately collapsed, "75 points, this is too high, my midterm average score is not yet [-]!"

"Now I practice kung fu, dance, and learn vocal music every day. How can I have so much time to review!"

"Uncle! Can we discuss it, less!"

"Seventy points!"

"No, just 71...72 is fine too!" At this moment, Simei, like Ma Suqin who went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, has already reached the full level of her bargaining skills.

It's a pity that what she met was not those vegetable sellers in the vegetable market, but the "hard-hearted" uncle Wang Zhong.

"It's too little!" Wang Zhong suddenly said, "How about changing it to eighty?"

"Don't, don't!"

"Uncle! There is no one like you. People bargain down the price, but how can you increase it like this!" Simei had a bitter face and a look of grievance.

"It's okay if you don't like it, then don't go!"

"Anyway, you didn't save your pocket money, and no one is allowed to give her money at that time!" Wang Zhong glanced at the crowd, and Simei immediately panicked.

Wang Zhong has always said one thing at home, but if he opened his mouth, who would dare to give her money behind his back.

Simei's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

"Don't pretend to be wronged with me here. This time is the senior high school entrance examination, not the usual final exam. It is related to which high school you can be admitted to. If you don't pass the exam for me, don't say anything. Go to Yanjing to watch the concert , let me open your ass first, so that you can't even get off the ground, then you can let someone carry you to Yanjing on a stretcher!"

"Woooooo!" Simei's aggrieved eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitifully at her elder brother Yicheng first, but unfortunately Yicheng didn't say a word, as if she didn't see it at all.

Then Ma Suqin, Er Qiang, and Sanli all fell into the same place without any response.

In the end it fell on Qiqi.

"Fourth sister, it's okay, I'll be beaten with you when the time comes!"

Qiqi is very well-behaved, and she can take it easy!Anyway, from childhood to adulthood, after each exam, his butt was almost never spared, and this time he had to be punished.

After hearing this, Simei couldn't help but roll her eyes at Qiqi.

"Whoever wants to be beaten with you, you better take care of yourself!" Simei held her breath, picked up the bowl, as if she had some deep hatred with the food in the bowl, and vented all her grievances and resentment with her cheeks onto the meal in a bowl.

(End of this chapter)