Anjia’s life is peaceful, and the plum rain season is approaching at the end of June. The second season of rice seedlings planted by Anjiaye thrives in the continuous rain.

Andingkai's high school entrance examination results have come down. Like his previous life, he failed and failed nothing. He is already seventeen years old and has been in the third year of junior high school for three years. It is impossible to repeat the exam again.

Zhou Cuilan, who boasted in front of everyone every day that her eldest son had good studies and was a leader in the office, couldn't hold back her face. Unexpectedly, her son did so poorly in the exam and had a big fuss with An Jiaye.

It is blamed that Anjiaye is not rich or capable, and cannot send his son to the best cram school in the city. What kind of talent can he learn from the broken junior high school in the town, and then pack up his clothes and go back to his parents' home. But this time she has no money.

She really has no money at home. She has been used to spending money for a while and has to work harder than 2,000 yuan in one go. Her husband lost money for selling rice in one go. She also knew that she had no money no matter how she made a fuss, so she simply went back to her parents' home to hide for a few days. She really couldn't stand the sarcasm of the villagers' sarcasm for her.

An Jiaye felt uncomfortable, and his son still failed, but he still did not forget to comfort his son, "We can still have a bright future if we don't study."

In fact, An Dingkai knew that this was the result. He had long been unable to understand the books in junior high school. Sitting in the classroom every day was just a time to do it. He was so at ease in the past, but his mother said that he was just a material for studying, so just sit down.

But after just half a month of hard work in the farmland, I saw that my mother only knows how to play cards every day and does nothing at home. After finishing the work in the field, she also has to do the work at home. Her father cooks and washes all by herself, An Dingkai suddenly felt a little disgusted with her mother.

Especially when she lost the money she had worked hard to sell rice in one go, he suddenly realized that her mother just said she loved him and her younger brother very much, but in fact, her mother only cared about her own face, her mother's face, and her happy days.

If her father could make her eat, drink and play cards every day, she would never quarrel with her father, for fear that she would not even go home. She would not think about it. Her younger brother went to the third grade of junior high school in the second half of the year. The third grade of junior high school was too expensive and needed to buy various review materials. The school would also take tutoring classes together, which all cost money.

Andingkai even felt sad that he had eaten the meals his mother had cooked since he was a child, and he did not even have An Xiaduo who delivered food to his family these days. He thought about what his mother had done for him and his younger brother for a long time, but got nothing.

An Xia went to the field in the afternoon and found that his fourth uncle and his cousin were not there, so she threw the basket and went to his fourth uncle's house to look for him. She saw his fourth uncle squatting in the yard, An Dingkai sitting depressedly on the sand. His younger brother An Dingqiang sat quietly on the small stool next to him, as if he was afraid to speak, and secretly glanced at An Dingkai.

"What's wrong?"

An Jiaye raised his head and then he found that An Xia had entered the house. He didn't see it just now, "Oh, Kaikai's grades have come out... I didn't pass the exam."

An Xia nodded, "Fourth uncle, are you feeling uncomfortable about this?"

"I was delaying the child. If I had sent Kaikai to the best repeat class in the city, he would not have been delayed by me. It was because I was incompetent and could not make money."

An Xia was furious when she heard this, "Did Zhou Cuilan say this?"

When An Dingqiang, who had just returned from school, heard An Xia calling her mother's name, glared at An Xia fiercely.

"An Dingkai, come out!" An Xia stood in the yard and shouted, and An Dingkai had no choice but to walk out of the house.

"To be honest today, you are like a man in front of your father. I have never heard of good schools all have good students, and generally there are poor students in schools. Different schools have children who have been admitted to technical secondary school and high school. You have been in high school for three years, why can't you pass the exam? You told your father the truth today."

An Dingkai was shocked and ran into An Xia's deep gaze. He suddenly couldn't speak.

"You are talking? You are seventeen years old. Do you still have to join the young kids and have another third grade? Yes, if you are another third grade, you will be the same class as Qiangqiang.

It seems that you think you have studied well. Did you not do it well this time, or did diarrhea affect your performance? As long as you say, you have studied well, I will give you money this year and send you to the best junior high school resuming in the city to meet all your studies. Let’s work hard for another year and strive to get into a key high school.”

Read again? Andingkai had a cold war. No, he never wanted to study in his life, he didn’t want to!

"Dad, don't blame yourself. If you can't pass the exam, it's not up to others. It's up to me. Let me tell you the truth. I can't understand what the teacher said in the first semester of junior high school. I can't understand what I can't finish the exam. I've been copying it through the exam.

But in the middle school entrance examination, everyone can sit well, the teacher is invigilating the exam strictly, and I can’t copy at all, so I can’t get into high school, and I don’t want to study anymore. I’m not a good source of study at all, I would rather farm.”

Andingkai's words brought a huge impact on Anjiaye. He stared at his son blankly. For so many years, he always thought that his son had good grades in school and was just the material for studying. There was a reason why he didn't pass the exam the previous few times. It was not that his son's grades were not good, but now he couldn't accept these words.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. When Andingkai saw his father farming so hard these days, he thought that he had spent his family money without any worries before, so he asked his father for money under various excuses, rented comic books and martial arts books, and did not do his homework at night, so he felt sorry for his conscience. He felt uncomfortable, and now he said it, and he was relaxed.

"Dad, I lied to you. I didn't want to go home to farm in the past. I thought it was embarrassing and hard. It was so comfortable to live in school, so I wanted to stay in school. But I was really not a good source of study. I felt my head hurt when I read the book. I couldn't understand the knowledge the teacher said. The test scores were all obtained by my fraud, so the prototype emerged as soon as I arrived at the high school entrance examination.

I don’t want to study anymore. I would rather farm at home now than study. Dad, I was wrong before, I shouldn’t lie to you.”

Seeing that Andingkai was still honest, An Xia patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, now you are like a man. When I have the opportunity to enter the city, I will buy you a set of "Youyou Baishu"."

When I heard that my cousin wanted to buy comic books for me again, or if I had only read the "Youyou Baishu" that I had never forgotten, An Dingkai's eyes were lit, and only An Jiaye was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

"Uncle, not all children are suitable for reading. Although reading is a shortcut, some children are not suitable. As long as Kaikai can do things steadily, his life can be good."

"So..." An Jiaye didn't understand An Xia's meaning.

"So there's nothing to be sad about."

Well, the An family's father and son were speechless at the same time. This is really reasonable.
Chapter completed!