Rebirth 1990: I have three golden fingers

Yongjia Middle School is located north of Fang Bai's house, about four to five kilometers away, and can be reached in ten minutes by bicycle.

When Fang Bai came back, he rode with one hand, as coolly as he wanted;

This time when I rushed to Yongzhong, I had to put my right hand on the handlebar, my legs rolled up, and I rushed away in a hurry.

He knew his aunt's house and arrived at Yongzhong's faculty and staff area more than ten minutes later.

Today is the weekend and the school is open. The guard let him in after seeing that he didn't look like a gangster. In addition, the management of the staff dormitory area is not strict and is managed separately from the teaching area.

Unit 1, Building 2, Room 302, this is his aunt's home.

As soon as Fang Bai went up to the second floor, he heard his mother and aunt talking.

Seeing his mother standing at the door, Fang Bai felt angry. The aunt didn't even invite her to sit in the house.

His mother worked as a support worker at the school and rarely visited her home.

My aunt usually ignored my mother when she met her at school, because she was afraid that her colleagues would find out that a relative was working as a support worker at the school, which would embarrass her.

"I know very well about Fang Bai. His college entrance examination scores are far from the undergraduate level. With his current situation, it will be difficult for him to pass the undergraduate examination even if he repeats his studies.

Our school has strict requirements for repeat students, and we will not accept students like Fang Bai. I can't help you on this point.

Now that I broke my finger while working, I don’t know what you think. It would be better to send him to a vocational school to gain better skills than to send him to work. "

Chen Xia was in charge of the repeat class, and Fang Bai's grades were barely adequate, but it was not easy to pass the undergraduate examination again.

Such poor relatives are really annoying. If her grades are very good, she doesn't care about it. There is an important college student in the class, and she can barely accept him for the bonus.

This grade is not bad. She has lost her finger and is disabled. She still wants to repeat her studies. She can’t even recognize that she is a low-income person. What the hell are she struggling with? When people find out that they are related, she is criticized by others. point, affecting her reputation in school.

"Sister-in-law, Abo studies very hard. He said he is confident of getting into college."

"I like to brag at a young age. Anyway, based on my experience in making up the exam, the probability of him passing the exam is very low.

Look at Xiaohai. He was admitted to Shanghai University of Technology this year. It is also a very good undergraduate program. If he works harder or repeats his studies, he might have hope in Jiaotong University. "

It is not easy to get admitted to the undergraduate program these days. Shencheng University of Technology is also a very good undergraduate. Chen Xia likes to say Versailles in front of his repeat students. "My son is just too playful, so he was admitted to the University of Technology. Otherwise, he would have had a lot of trouble." I hope you will work harder and not be like my unsatisfactory son."

"There is really no way. I can only go to another school to repeat my studies. Can my sister-in-law borrow some money and pay it back next year?" Liu Fengqing looked worried and thought of a compromise.

"Oh, it's not the right time. My second brother came to ask yesterday. We really can't do anything now. Xiaohai has just entered college and we still owe a debt." Chen Xia frowned, shook her head and sighed to express her helplessness.

She still earns interest on her money when she puts it in the bank, so why should she lend it to him? !

Hmm, whether I can get it back or not is a question.

Fang Bai, who was standing on the stairs on the second floor, felt quite uncomfortable when he heard the conversation between the two. Even if he didn't want to borrow, he would still ask how much he needed. In the end, he couldn't save his brother's face and borrowed less, instead of refusing directly without asking how much.

Fang Bai knew his aunt's personality well and didn't expect her to borrow money. He walked up to his mother and said, "Mom, there's no need to borrow. I've already decided to repeat my studies at Oubei No. 1 Middle School."

"Abo, why are you here?"

Fang Bai's mother was a little surprised when she saw her son.

"Hey, Fang Bai is here too. What I just said is from the bottom of my heart. Your cousin has just been admitted to Shanghai University of Technology this year. It costs a lot to study in a big city, and we still owe a lot of debt.

If you can borrow it, your dad came yesterday and we borrowed it. "

Fang Bai didn't respond, just smiled and pulled his mother away.

Seeing Fang Bai like this, her aunt complained that this child was not polite at all and would not say hello to his elders. She secretly cursed that such a child would not have a good future even if he was admitted to college.

When we got downstairs, my mother looked dejected: "Abai, mom will borrow money for you, so you can just study in peace."

"Mom, I just said, I don't ask that woman."

"You kid, you talk weirdly. Besides, she is also your aunt."

"People don't recognize poor relatives like us. Don't give her a good look at school in the future. We don't ask her for anything. After so many years, apart from sarcasm, you have seen that people have helped us.

As I said just now, I have solved the money problem. "

"Where did you get the money?"

"The compensation I have to ask the boss for is more than a thousand dollars. Plus the two months' salary from my work, apart from buying a bicycle, it's enough for the time being."

Fang Bai didn't dare say five thousand, mainly because he couldn't worry his parents. A compensation of more than one thousand was still within a reasonable range. If it was more, his parents would think he had done something bad.

"Why did your boss agree to compensate you? Is he so kind?"

Liu Fengqing didn't believe it, but her son generally didn't lie, so she believed him five points.

"Let's talk about it when we get home. It will be dark soon and it will be difficult to ride a bike."

The two came to the bicycle shed, and the mother saw her son unlocking a new bicycle. It seemed that the compensation was probably real.

She also unlocked her bicycle and rode home with her son.

On the way home, Fang Bai was in a complicated mood. He didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing.

Even if he has no money, he would rather beg than borrow money from his aunt's family.

When it comes to re-study, you have to work harder, otherwise you won't do well in the exam and be ridiculed by others, which will also affect your school plans.

Some relatives don't want others to live better than themselves.

If you are not living well, I would love to step on you and add insult to injury, let alone help you.

After living for so many years, Fang Bai took this kind of thing relatively lightly.

For him, as long as he lives well, life is his own, not for others to see.

But in fact, he still has a family and cannot avoid the secular world. If he is not doing well, his parents will be laughed at and looked down upon.

At nearly six o'clock, Fang Bai and his mother returned home. His father had just come back from outside and said that the pork in the village was not fresh, so he ran to the town and bought half a catty of pork.

When Fang Bai heard this, he didn't expect that his father had walked back and forth for dozens of minutes in order to buy half a catty of pork, and a sour smell flooded into his heart.

When it was time to cook, Fang Shi walked out of the kitchen and handed Fang Bai an empty 500 ml wine bottle and a dollar: "Abai, there is no soy sauce at home, and we are running out of salt. Go to the village canteen to buy a pound of soy sauce and a dollar." Pack with fine salt.”

"Okay."

Fang Bai was stunned for a moment, took the empty bottle and money with a smile, and walked to the canteen he remembered.

Halfway there, if he didn't open the bottle cap and smell the smell, he wouldn't even remember whether it was soy sauce or vinegar.

The canteen is located in the village, and it takes a few minutes to walk there.

The small shop built with a tile roof only sells twenty or thirty items, all of which are household necessities purchased from the town's supply and marketing cooperative.

"Sangong, make a pound of soy sauce."

Fang Bai put the bottle on the counter and shouted to a bald old man in his sixties sitting on the bench.

This is what the younger generation in the village calls this old man, and he has no relationship with the Fang Bai family.

"Okay."

The bulk soy sauce was placed in a large earthen jar. Sangong smiled and opened the lid of the earthen jar, and a scent of soy sauce floated in the room.

Then open the lid of the empty wine bottle, scoop out the soy sauce from the jar with a bamboo handle, and then pour the soy sauce into the empty bottle through the funnel. It weighs one kilogram, almost filling the empty bottle.

Fang Bai didn't know if there was a kilogram. Anyway, it was impossible for San Gong to weigh it. One kilogram was just a local term. If you asked for a bottle, they would still weigh it for you.

If you say you buy nine taels, you are just looking for trouble.

While he was making soy sauce, several villagers chatting in the shop looked at his hand a few more times. Fang Bai also understood that if someone else was injured, he would also look at it out of curiosity.

A pound of soy sauce costs fifty cents. After paying, Fang Bai took a bottle of soy sauce and just walked a few steps out of the canteen. He really forgot to buy salt, so he went back to the store and bought a bag of salt.

He still remembers that in the past, his parents asked him to go to the store to buy daily necessities, and they would tell him two or three times before going out. As a result, he still missed the purchase when he got home and often made two trips.

When Fang Bai walked back to the canteen, he heard the villagers in the shop talking about his hands. They basically said that it would be difficult for him to make money in the future and that he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life. Some even said how his family was doing.

Seeing Fang Bai returning to buy salt, and being overheard by him, the villagers who had been talking loudly just now looked at each other awkwardly and said nothing.

"What we are telling you is also true. I hope you won't mind it too much. Young people should be generous." The old man with yellow teeth rolled up a rustic cigarette, crossed his legs, and seemed to be smiling.

"Ahem, what are you talking about? You have been a bachelor for decades. The wife you saved for many years ran away with someone else. The child you raised for more than ten years is not your biological child. Compared with you, what do we care about? ah."

Fang Bai said with a smile that he had bought some salt, and said to the old man, "I hope you don't mind."

If it was just about him, Fang Bai wouldn't be angry, but when it came to his family, he would be rude. Besides, they were not villagers in the same brigade, and the old man had cursed him a lot in his previous life.

hehe,

True love would step on someone's wounds and rub salt on them, so he would dare to pour sulfuric acid on the other person's wounds!

If you have a grudge, report it on the spot.

If you stay overnight, it will go rancid.

"Hey, you little bastard curses, you are so uneducated, how did your parents teach you?" Lao Qigong's neck was thickened, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to rush up and beat Fang Bai!

"Old Qi Gong, you should be generous when you get old and don't argue with us juniors. Besides, what I said is also true."

After Fang Bai finished speaking, he quickly left the canteen, otherwise this old man with yellow teeth would spit on his face, and he would still have the appetite to eat at night, and he would still be the loser.

"Forget it, Lao Qi, what he said is true, don't tell the juniors." Some people in the room grabbed the old man to prevent him from going to hit someone, and some people also gloated and laughed at him.

The man in charge felt very humiliated when he heard Fang Bai scolding him and being laughed at by everyone in the room. He picked up his slippers from the ground and threw them at Fang Bai who was walking to the door.

However, Fang Bai twisted his butt intelligently, his shoes bounced a few times, and finally rolled and stuck on a pile of cow dung. The old man was so angry that his face turned red and he was out of breath.

Fang Bai, who was walking home, laughed like a child when he thought of the old man's angry appearance.

Brothers, please kneel down and beg for your monthly ticket! Boom boom boom!