The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Although Wei Yijia didn't look very well when she left, Rong Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief - Ma Xiaoping agreed to let her go to university.

Of course, Wei Yijia did not forget her good looks.

She figured that next time she entered the city, she would definitely buy more expensive gifts for Sister Wei.

Since that day, Ma Xiaoping never mentioned letting Rong Ling study in technical secondary school.

In a blink of an eye, it's time for the senior high school entrance examination.

Even these questions are not too difficult for Rong Ling,? Before that, in order to be safe,? She did not do less real questions.

The test center was in another town. Fortunately, the students were led by teachers, and there was a unified arrangement for meals, so Rong Ling didn't have to rush around.

On the first day of the exam, Wei Yijia took Rong Ling to the town by bicycle.

In June, the weather wasn't hot, but it was drizzling. Wei Yijia even prepared a thin knitted jacket for Rong Ling. She didn't say much: "I'll pick you up when the exam is over. "

"Okay..." Rong Ling got out of the car, and took the bag containing the test admission ticket and test pen from Wei Yijia, "I'm going in, sister Wei, be careful on the road."

Rong Ling didn't see her, Wei Yijia watched her back, and left on his bicycle after he disappeared into the crowd.

A month later, the high school entrance examination results came out.

With a full score of 600, Rongling scored 597, ranking first in the city.

Suddenly, the Rong family, which used to have no outsiders, suddenly became lively.

Teacher Du came to Rong Ling's house during his home visits. Under his leadership, not only the leaders of the school came, but also the principal of the county No. [-] middle school.

The small room was full of people, and they brought condolence gifts such as canned pork: "Don't worry, Aunt Ma, send your child to our school, and promise to give you a college student when the time comes."

The person who was persuading Ma Xiaoping was the leader of the No. [-] Middle School in the county, but the man next to him smiled: "Your daughter is smart, she is a good seed for studying, and she will be handed over to our No. [-] Middle School in the city. University is nothing, as long as she continues to work hard. , designated to go to Peking University and Tsinghua University."

"That has to be done by the school. Aunt Ma, don't worry, your daughter will be free of tuition when she comes to our school, and we will give her a separate scholarship every semester..."

"We also have scholarships..."

The admissions teachers of County No. [-] Middle School and City No. [-] Middle School were in a tight fight. When it was cooking time, Ma Xiaoping, who was picking out the gravel in the rice grains, couldn't make up her mind, so she simply closed her eyes and said, "I don't care about this, the score is my responsibility." If the child passed the test, you have to ask her."

Several eager eyes fell on Rong Ling.

Although he was mentally prepared for his grades, Rong Ling was still a little dazed in the face of the situation in front of him.

But after hearing what the teachers said, she already had a plan in mind.

In the past, Rong Ling never thought that he could go to the No. [-] Middle School of the city to study, but now that the opportunity is in front of him, of course he must seize it.

The environment of City No. [-] Middle School is definitely better than that of County No. [-] Middle School, and the economic level is much more developed. If people go to high places, their horizons will naturally be much wider.

Rong Ling has never forgotten the task of making his family live a good life.

But with so many people, of course she would not directly state her plan, but pretended to be embarrassed: "The teachers asked me to think about it for a few days first, and when I think it through, I will come to your school to report by myself."

Now that Rong Ling said that, the teachers couldn't persuade him anymore.

They were about to leave, but Ma Xiaoping persuaded them to come down: "Everyone is here, it will be noon soon, lunch will be ready soon, let's talk about it after dinner."

The farm has nothing but enthusiasm. Ma Xiaoping has long ordered her men to take off the dried pig heads from the pigs slaughtered last winter, boil them and wash them.

Slice the pork head and stir-fry it with hot peppers, and put it into a pot full.

Ma Xiaoping was happy today, and it didn't feel bad to bring most of the pig's head meat to treat guests. She even brought out her own man's wine to entertain guests: "Everyone, please don't be polite. From now on, no matter where my children study, they will still need your care..."

Ma Xiaoping persuaded the teachers to drink, and of course she also drank a few glasses.

After everyone who was supposed to leave had left, she still hadn't recovered from the alcohol.

After a while, taking advantage of no one, Ma Xiaoping went into her dormitory and opened the wooden cabinet for clothes. After a while, she came out with a cloth bag.

Before Rong Ling could react, the indigo cloth was opened, and since there was a golden bracelet inside.

"This is the dowry your grandma gave me on the day I got married." Ma Xiaoping said, "When you go to the city to study in the future, if you wear this, no one will dare to look down on you."

It turned out that she was still worried about this, and Rong Ling couldn't laugh or cry, so she quickly shied away: "There are many rural children studying in the city, mom, don't worry, no one will look down on me."

She declined repeatedly, but Ma Xiaoping refused to back down.

Rong Ling had no choice but to put the bracelet away.

The gold bracelet was heavy, and Rong Ling seemed to be held by a thread invisibly, and felt a little reluctant to go far away.

From Rong's home to No. [-] Middle School in the city, it takes an hour to walk on the mountain road to the town, from the town to the county, it takes two hours to take a van, and from the county to the city, it takes half a day to take a bus.

It was not only Ma Xiaoping, but also Wei Yijia that Rong Ling was reluctant to part with. She would go back to the city in the future, and the chances of them seeing each other would only decrease every time.

But despite all the reluctance, rationality allowed Rong Ling to go on according to his original plan.

Before the start of high school, she and Ma Xiaoping went to the No. [-] Middle School of the city to report.

Compared with the middle school in the small town, City No. [-] Middle School is really magnificent!

The gate with a red brick bottom is engraved with the name of the school in full swing, and there are new students and parents coming and going.

As soon as you walk in the gate, you will see a series of long stairs. The landscape trees on both sides are neatly built and beautiful. On the street lamps, there are banners with red background and yellow characters - "Warmly welcome the freshmen of the class of 1983".

Although Ma Xiaoping was illiterate, she was also affected by the joyful atmosphere. Holding the letter of introduction from the admissions teacher, the two came to the dormitory.

The dormitory in high school is much better than that in junior high school. Although it is also a dormitory for more than a dozen people, at least they don't have to sleep on the floor, but on and off the bed.

Rong Ling made the bed and took Ma Xiaoping outside for a stroll.

It was a rare trip to the city, so of course he couldn't bear to spend money. Rong Ling bought Ma Xiaoping a colorful dress, and bought more than a dozen books for the younger brothers and sisters at home.

Ma Xiaoping only thinks that she is spending the school's subsidy: "How many times have I said, don't spend money recklessly, there will be more places where money will be used in the future."

Rong Ling let her chatter, but his eyes were attracted by another thing in the window.

It was a music box, and on the lacquered red box, a girl in ballet shoes tapped her toes, and her movements seemed to fly away.

She walked in, and the boss who was holding a cattail fan to cool off came up to him: "Little girl, just take a look if you like it, this thing is a foreign product, and a little girl like you likes it."

Rong Ling twisted the music box, and as the ballet girl turned, crisp and melodious piano music came out of it.

"How much?" Ma Xiaoping asked.

The boss laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, he showed two fingers.

"Two yuan?" Ma Xiaoping raised her voice, "It's useless..."

"Sister, you misunderstood." The boss said, "This one costs twenty dollars. If you really want it, I can give you two dollars cheaper."

Ma Xiaoping's words were stuck in her throat, she never dreamed that this crap would be worth the price, Rong Ling hurriedly took her hand: "Let's go, let's go shopping again."

Rong Ling took a fancy to the music box, of course it wasn't for herself, but for the indifferent girl in the white ballet skirt, which reminded her inexplicably of Wei Yijia.

Sister Wei has helped me so much, and she still owes her a serious gift.

What kind of gift is something that is too practical? Rong Ling thinks that gifts must be flashy to make people satisfied.

On the weekend, she followed her memory to find the store, bought the music box, and asked the boss to wrap it up.

It's just that high school only has one day off a week, and there is no fare money or time to go home from the city, and there is no National Day holiday this year, Rong Ling may have to wait until the winter vacation to deliver the music box to Wei Yijia.

But what Rong Ling didn't expect was that Wei Yijia appeared in front of him half a month later.

Rong Ling, who was in the cafeteria when he heard someone looking for him, put down his bowl and chopsticks and rushed out. When he saw the person coming, he burst into joy: "Sister Wei, why are you here?"

After staying in this strange environment for a long time, Rong Ling was so happy to meet familiar people.

"Grandma came to the city to see a doctor, and I will accompany her."

Rong Ling suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with the third grandma, is she okay?"

"The doctor said she had a herniated disk." Wei Yijia said, "It's not a serious problem, but it needs long-term recuperation. I plan to rent a house in the city, find a job, and bring grandma to the city to take care of her."

The third grandma had no children, so Wei Yijia was naturally worried.

Hearing that she was going to stay in the city suddenly, the happiness came so suddenly that Rong Ling was almost dazzled.

She asked Wei Yijia: "Has Sister Wei thought of a job yet?"

"Hmm..." Wei Yijia nodded, "The municipal government is short of manpower to create a local daily newspaper. I have already discussed with them and I can join the job at any time."

Sure enough, gold shines wherever it goes, Rong Ling was very happy for Wei Yijia, so she simply kept the gift and gave it out on the day Wei Yijia joined the job.

The house Wei Yijia rented was near Shi No. [-] Middle School. Although high-rise buildings began to be built everywhere with the economic development, there were still many bungalows in the alleys in this old city.

The bungalow that Wei Yijia rented was clean and bright, with a small yard and three bedrooms in total.

Obviously, she counted Rong Ling in.

Now, Rong Ling no longer had to eat food mixed with gravel or mouse droppings in the school cafeteria, nor did he have to sleep in the bed that creaked when the school moved, and became a happy day student.

On the first day of moving into the new home, she gave Wei Yijia the music box she had prepared.

"Thank you..." Wei Yijia lowered his eyes, "It cost you money."

"Sister Wei, you're welcome. My manuscript fee has also increased. It's nothing." Rong Ling said, seeing the camera on the bookcase.

This is the camera that Wei Yijia installed in the newspaper when he became a reporter.

Rong Ling was a little itchy: "Why don't I take a photo for Sister Wei."

Wei Yijia smiled slightly and picked up the camera: "Why don't we come together."

Cameras these days do not have a front camera, so it all depends on Wei Yijia's professional positioning of the lens. In order to frame the two of them, the two get very close.

Rong Ling also compared the scissorhands who became popular all over the world.

There was a "click" sound, and the two girls in the photo were next to each other. The younger Rong Ling held a bee with his left hand, opened and closed his eyes, and stick out his tongue playfully.

She was wearing a white shirt that had just been issued by the school, and her long hair was cut into a short ear-length hair, and she was smiling unabashedly.

Wei Yijia next to her was much quieter, with a slight smile on her lips.

The photo frame is divided into three and seven, and Rong Ling occupies the larger half.