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Chapter 11 Me who was admitted to middle school
Graduated from the sixth grade of elementary school. In the 80s, China did not implement nine-year compulsory education at that time. Primary school and junior high school had to rely on test scores. The combined score of Chinese and mathematics had to be at least 160 to be able to enter junior high school. Students admitted to high school have to go through the back door and pay high fees.I’m okay, I’m better than the top and the bottom is more than the bottom. Among the more than 40 students in the class, only seven passed the exam, including five boys and two girls. One of them was me. It was originally a happy and exciting thing. But I can't be happy, because when it comes to money, no one supports me to study.

I remember that on the day I got the admission letter and went back, no one in Wugu’s family was happy for me, but my cousin and cousin glanced at me displeased. The work of carrying water and cooking is not less, and I am not less scolded. My cousin Shi rolled his eyes and said to me: "Anyway, you are also a father, no matter what your mother is, and you don't want a wild child. If you don't work hard, you won't be let." Eat at our house." The words threatened me.Now I see that I am admitted to middle school and go far away, and the boss is not happy when I have less time to work.

At lunch, before I paid the tuition fee, my uncle ate some food at the dinner table, took a sip from the wine glass, and said, "Girl, your parents agreed at the beginning, and we only care about your food." Take care of where you live. You have to ask your parents to pay for your studies. They will pay you if they want you to study. If you don’t let you study, we can’t care so much. Your parents haven’t got enough money in the past few years in elementary school. , We also posted a lot, now the tuition fee for middle school is more, if you want to study, you should ask your parents for money..." After hearing this, I felt sore, and secretly looked up at the cousin and cousin next to me. Brother, I found that they were all staring at me, so I quickly buried my head in the bowl of rice, not daring to look at them.

At that time, our family was not short of money, but because I was a girl, I couldn’t enjoy the life and treatment of rich people. On the contrary, I was full of dislike. When I was at a loss as to whether I would be able to study, a fellow villager went to work at my father's construction site and told him my situation. For the first time, my father readily sent back the tuition fee, which solved the problem of my going to school.But the good times didn't last long. After I finished the first grade of junior high school, things didn't go so well.When preparing to pay the money for the next semester, my dad will not fulfill this obligation.But he didn’t directly say that he would not let me go to school, but first sent someone to send a letter asking me to transfer to the city where they lived. At that time, I believed it was true and fantasized about the beauty of going to the city to study, but when I got there, my dad didn’t mention me at all. Transferring to work, I was asked to run with the big trucks in the convoy every day, sending all kinds of bricks, sand, stones, cement, etc. to the construction site. Seeing that school was about to start, I anxiously asked my dad: "Where should I go when school starts soon?" Studying at school?" My dad said to me with a straight face: "What are you reading! Don't you see that I am busy all day? First send the bricks, sand, and stones needed on the construction site. See if I haven’t studied for a few days, can’t I still be a boss? Look at the college students who are assigned to construction companies, what’s the use of just having a diploma? Why don’t they still do odd jobs on the construction site? What are you doing with books? It’s enough if you can read and write. You can’t see that your brothers and sisters are still young, but who do you expect if you don’t think about your parents when you’re older…” I tearfully said, unwillingly Pulling the corner of my mother's clothes, I hope she can help me talk, my mother glanced at me and said: "If you don't read, don't read! The bamboo shoots that come out of the forest first suffer first. No matter how many books you read, you still have to work." Do you want to eat? My brothers and sisters are still young, and your father is indeed too busy, so you can help me out..." I said angrily, "Isn't there a cousin and them to deliver the goods with the car? Why do you have to pick me up? When I finished speaking, my dad shouted loudly: "What's the matter with you? It's not for your own good. You don't pick or lift. Every day, you just collect the bills and calculate the amount, and it's not that you pay for it. Coolie, why are you talking so much nonsense! That's the deal." After speaking, he slammed the door and left.I couldn't control my emotions anymore, tears flowed "swish", and I felt like I was cheated. I couldn't believe that this was done by my own parents. It broke me down in an instant, and I endured it With nowhere to vent the grief and anger in my heart, I quickly walked to the opposite side and kept "clang bang bang..." to change the track of the locomotive, wishing that the locomotive would run over me inadvertently, and no longer live in pain and helplessness in this world.I struggled hard to keep myself from crying, so as not to be caught watching our family jokes.

Years later, I became a parent myself before I understood the difficulties of my parents.In the background of my parents and my mother at that time, I was the older in the family. Apart from adopting two younger sisters, my mother gave birth to a younger brother and younger sister one after another. The second younger sister did not graduate from elementary school. Who would I do in my early life?Although I was a little resentful at the time, I also hated my parents in my heart. I felt that they were patriarchal and should not deceive me in this way. Afterwards, I calmed down and felt that was the case, so I let go.In this way, I ended my study career, cut a man’s hair all day long, wore a pair of slippers, and followed a big truck like a boy to deliver bricks, sand, stones and other items to the construction site.My whole body was tanned, but as soon as I got home and saw my brother and sister looking at me and smiling, I felt that my efforts were worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)