No regrets ninety-two

Chapter 161 Copy homework

Zhang Yuanshan is also a student in class 1 of the second year of junior high school, but what makes him different from most of the students in the class is that he comes from the most remote and poorest countryside in Xiangshui County.

Regarding this point, Zhang Yuanshan himself knew it well.

For example, in terms of distance, no one in the class is further away than him.

From the county town to his home, there are only two passing cars a day, which are the ones from this county to neighboring counties, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient.

For example, this morning, Zhang Yuanshan's father sent him to school early in the morning. When he arrived at school, he had to rush to the bus station before he had a drink of water, because if he was late, he would not be able to catch the bus back at noon.

Let's talk about poverty.

There are not many students from rural areas in the class, but he has not found out that there are even poorer than Zhang Yuanshan's family.

In Zhang Yuanshan's area, not only his family is poor, but basically every household is similar. This is because the transportation is extremely inconvenient and there is no reliable source of income. It is difficult for the neighbors to think about being poor.

Regarding the fact that Zhang Yuanshan was admitted to No. [-] Middle School, his parents were both happy and worried.

I am happy that my son is likely to have great prospects in the future, but I am worried about the hundreds of dollars in tuition fees per semester and living expenses.

Zhang Yuanshan still clearly remembers that when he came to pay the tuition fee in the first semester, he paid a lot of small change, because it was borrowed from the neighbors by his parents.

For this reason, he was also laughed at by many classmates.

Since he was in junior high school, his family has raised two pigs every year, one for Chinese New Year and the other for summer vacation. The purpose is not to eat for the family, but to sell money to help him pay his tuition.

As for living expenses, other students would have ten yuan, ten yuan, or 20 yuan every week, but Zhang Yuanshan only had a measly five yuan, and he would have to spend almost a month on the full 20 yuan.

Therefore, every time he comes to school, he packs a lot of pickles in his suitcase.

That was his next meal, so he would only serve a portion of rice every time in the cafeteria, and only occasionally would he serve a portion of vegetables when he couldn't bear it any longer.

For this reason, he was also laughed at by his classmates.

But Zhang Yuanshan didn't care.

He felt that as long as he worked hard, the future would be better!

When Wu Xiaozheng returned to the dormitory again, he happened to see Zhang Yuanshan sorting his suitcase, and then he saw the pickles in his suitcase.

Wu Xiaozheng was also very clear about Zhang Yuanshan's situation, and he even admired this classmate a little bit.

He also knew that in his previous life, his future life would not be much better than that of Zhang Yuanshan.

"Wu Xiaozheng."

"Zhang Yuanshan."

The two first greeted each other in the most concise way.

"Why did you run back to the dormitory? Shouldn't you stay in the classroom?" Zhang Yuanshan asked curiously.

Because of the disparity in family background, Zhang Yuanshan doesn't usually go crazy with his classmates, but there are still normal exchanges.

"I'll come back and get my homework."

Wu Xiaozheng replied, and then opened his own box with the key.

The reason why he ran back was naturally to solve homework problems.

Originally, according to Wu Xiaozheng's current personality, being criticized was not a big deal, but he thought that he and Mrs. Zhao would have to get along for at least a year and a half.

Wu Xiaozheng also knows that it is true to live a mediocre life without being a leader, even if you experience campus life again.

He immediately rummaged in his suitcase.

As expected, the homework for the winter vacation was inside, along with last semester's textbooks and so on. Wu Xiaozheng never opened the box when he brought it back from the holiday.

In fact, compared with later generations, the junior high school winter vacation homework in this era is not too much.

The A3-sized three-in-one thin volume in Wu Xiaozheng's hand is only about 20 pages in total, and it integrates the homework of Chinese, mathematics, and English. If you work hard, you can finish it in a few days.

It is obviously too late to do it again, the only way is to copy.

If it is copying, it will take about half a day.

Wu Xiaozheng has no sense of shame about this, because he knows that many male students actually copied their homework during the winter vacation before the start of school.

For junior high school monkeys, having fun is far more important than homework.

Even if it was copying, Wu Xiaozheng didn't intend to do it himself, he wanted to be lazy.

So he stared at Zhang Yuanshan who was still packing the boxes.

Some of Zhang Yuanshan’s pickles were packed in plastic bags, and some plastic bags seemed not to be sealed tightly enough. The soup seeped out and stained a lot of the bottom of his box, so he was taking out those pickles in bags. Then clear the box.

Wu Xiaozheng looked at the busy Zhang Yuanshan, and then at his pickles.

How salty are these pickles?
Wu Xiaozheng once tasted it.

It was literally made of salt and it was hard to swallow.

But that's how Zhang Yuanshan came here, because his family couldn't afford too much living expenses.

Even Liu Yifei, the bad guy, would try to blackmail other students, but he would definitely not hit Zhang Yuanshan's idea, because it would be useless.

Wu Xiaozheng was tempted.

It should be no problem to find Zhang Yuanshan for this matter!

In Wu Xiaozheng's view, although Zhang Yuanshan's grades are only average, it should be no problem to copy a homework.

Wu Xiaozheng also knew that after the winter vacation homework was handed in, the old lady Zhao would not check it seriously, she would only check to see if there were any large gaps left.

"Zhang Yuanshan, can you do me a favor?"

"what's up?"

"I didn't do my homework during the winter vacation. Can you find someone to copy it for me? I'm willing to pay ten yuan."

What surprised Wu Xiaozheng a little was that Zhang Yuanshan showed a troubled expression.

He knew right away what was going on.

He knew that Zhang Yuanshan was actually very self-respecting, no matter how difficult he was, he would not easily accept help from other students.

Wu Xiaozheng had no choice but to change his posture: "Please, Teacher Zhao appointed me to carry the books, I really can't get away and copy them myself."

"But... I have to report and hand in my homework." Zhang Yuanshan continued to hesitate.

"It's okay. Squad leader Jiang is in charge of the homework. I greeted her and asked her to help delay it. Don't rush to sign up. Anyway, one day to sign up, you can copy it for me first. It's okay to sign up in the afternoon." not late."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xiaozheng stuffed his winter vacation homework and ten yuan into Zhang Yuanshan's hand, turned around and ran away.

"Hello..." Zhang Yuanshan was still struggling.

"That's it. Hurry up and copy it for me. I'll call it back for you at lunch."

Zhang Yuanshan behind him didn't make another sound, Wu Xiaozheng knew that it was done.

Am I okay?
Nothing bad!Wu Xiaozheng quickly convinced himself again.

For him, it doesn't make much sense to copy the homework by himself. It's better to spend a little money and ask others to do it for him.

In his previous life, such a thing was nothing to him at all, as long as it could be solved with money, it was nothing to worry about.

But for Zhang Yuanshan, if he let go of his self-esteem a little bit, he can earn enough to cover his living expenses for two to three weeks, and there is nothing wrong with that.

It's really not a bad thing for him.

Wu Xiaozheng knows that in future generations, people with too much self-esteem may not be easy to mess with. Zhang Yuanshan might as well get used to putting down a little bit of self-esteem.

There is really nothing wrong with using your own labor to make money!

(End of this chapter)