Chapter 93 Zhang Bin’s tangle
On the way home, the slightly stronger night wind blew in my face, blowing away the slight tiredness that Zhang An had just had after eating.
When I reached the intersection, I found my cousin Zhang Bin sitting on the ditch at the entrance of the village.
"Binzi, why are you here alone?"
Zhang An also came up and sat next to Zhang Bin, and patted Zhang Bin's shoulder.
"Brother, do you think it would be better for me to go to high school or a vocational school?" Zhang Bin, who was a little happy but hesitant, asked Zhang An.
Zhang Bin's grades have always been average in the class, neither above nor below.
There are times when others perform exceedingly well, and there are also times when others fail to perform.
But Zhang Bin is so untouchable, and this is also the first time Zhang An has seen him.
Before the high school entrance examination, everyone knew that his grades had been hovering between being able to enter high school and not being able to keep up.
After taking the exam, the results came out. Even with a score that was a few points higher than the county middle school cutoff, you could still get the target quota, but you were still at the tail end of the list.
At the beginning, my second uncle’s family agreed that if I couldn’t pass the exam, I would go to a vocational school for two years and learn some skills.
But the score is neither good nor bad, and the second uncle’s family is in a dilemma.
Because I used to think I wouldn’t be able to pass the exam, so I went to a vocational school with peace of mind.
Now my score is enough to go to high school, but if I do, I feel that there is no hope for the college entrance examination in three years, and I feel a little unwilling if I don't pass.
“What’s the point? If you want to give it a try and feel that you can work hard to improve your grades by studying hard, then you can take a gamble. What if you get admitted to college in three years? , if you feel that you really can’t learn anymore, and your grades are still the same no matter how hard you work, and your talent is already there, then I think going to a vocational school to learn some skills and learn first-hand skills is better than anything else.”
< br>Although the current college entrance examination pressure is not as great as that of later generations, it is still difficult to get into college.
And more people who fail the exam either go out to work or go home to farm, or they pay an expensive tutoring fee at home and retake the exam for another year.
At that time, after Zhang An took the exam, his family wanted to let Zhang An repeat the exam for another year to give it a try.
But Zhang An suddenly returned to his youth. He had not touched books for so many years in his previous life. How could he have the intention to re-read it again.
And later I found out that I had a baby with me, so why bother rereading it?
Retake the exam for another year so that you can go to college and live a good life in the future.
Now that Zhang An can live a good life without repeating his studies, he simply has no choice but to repeat his studies.
Zhang An did not persuade Zhang Bin to go to high school or go to a vocational school.
Although we are members of our own family, we should not make decisions for others when making such choices.
After graduating from junior high school, you don’t have to go to high school or vocational school. There is also a teacher’s college as an option.
But the scores in the teachers college are higher than those in high school, so there is no need to think about it.
You persuade people to go to high school. If they fail to pass the college entrance examination three years later, they may blame you for persuading them to go to high school at the time. It was a waste of three years of time and money.
If you persuade him to go to a vocational school, if he regrets it in the future and thinks that he didn't work hard in the early years, he will also blame you.
Later Zhang An encountered such things many times at home.
Whether it's between relatives or outsiders, you can give suggestions when encountering such a thing, but don't make choices for others, because you can't guarantee what will happen to them in the future.
Then Zhang An told Zhang Bin everything about his three years of high school, telling him what high school was like and how it was different from junior high school, and let him think about it for himself.
But in fact, with Zhang Bin's grades, even if he chooses to go to high school, it is almost a waste of time.
Some people’s poor grades may be because they are playful and do not study hard, but some people’s poor grades are not because they do not work hard or study hard, but because they cannot learn at all. , simply put, he has no talent.
Zhang Bin happens to be the latter. He is very serious when he studies and listens carefully when the teacher lectures, but he just can't get it right.
So the results have always been like this. Unless your brain suddenly becomes enlightened and you find a learning method that suits you, there is no hope at all. There are many people like this.
There may be people who have poor grades but make rapid progress after high school, but Zhang An has never seen one.
But even if there are such people, Zhang An believes that it is the former. It is not that they are not smart or not suitable for studying, but they just did not pay attention before, but later changed their ways and immersed themselves in hard work, then their grades will definitely improve.
The two brothers chatted by the ditch for more than half an hour. Zhang An explained all the suggestions he could think of and the pros and cons of both to Zhang Bin. He had to figure out the rest by himself. Choose again.
Even at the second uncle’s house, they are not optimistic about Zhang Bin’s college entrance examination situation three years after entering high school.
At that time, Zhang An's grades were pretty good for his class, and he was much higher than the cutoff when he was in high school.
But when you go to the county, the gap becomes clear. The quality of education in the county is much better than that in the villages and towns. This situation continued for decades in later generations, and finally all the schools in the villages were demolished.
What's more, Zhang Bin, who has just reached the score line, can go to get a head start, but now the family feels that it is a pity not to go.
Zhang An also regretted it later in life. At that time, his classmates all went to vocational schools, learned some skills, and lived well in the village.
I have been working hard outside for many years before I can afford a small house.
There are many people who have built their own two- or three-story courtyards at home or in towns.
"Let's go home. There are too many mosquitoes outside. Let's not feed them here. We will think about it slowly when we go back. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
In the end, Zhang An couldn't stand it anymore. There were a lot of mosquitoes beside the ditch. If someone came, they would keep clinging to you.
At this moment, Zhang An's arm has been stung several times because he was wearing short sleeves, and it has been itching.
When I got home, it was already past eight o'clock and almost nine o'clock.
"Why are you coming back just now?" Wang Fang, who was washing his feet, looked at his son who had just entered the house. People in the village usually don't stay that late when inviting guests to dinner. In the off-season, when everyone has nothing to do, it's usually around nine or ten. The clock fell asleep.
Zhang An saw that his mother had already washed her feet, and poured some water for his mother's feet.
“I met Binzi by the ditch. Seeing that he was there alone, I talked to him and fed the mosquitoes for a long time.”
Zhang An said while returning Show your mother the mosquito bites on your arm.
The light bulbs at home were still relatively bright. Wang Fang could clearly see the bumps on her son's arms. She quickly went into the house and got a bottle of toilet water and wiped it with Zhang An.
The wattage of Zhang An's home is fifteen watts, and the light is relatively bright when the light is turned on.
Most homes in the village have light bulbs of about five watts, or at most ten watts. Zhang An's house used to have a small five-watt light bulb, which was dim when turned on, but Zhang An finally replaced it with a larger one. The main reason is that everyone is thinking about saving money. The electricity bill in the past has always been expensive. This year, the electricity bill has been reduced. It costs more than 50 cents per unit. In the past, the electricity bill was one yuan per unit.
Basically, after dinner in the evening, everyone sits in the yard and turns off the lights. They also wash their feet and go to bed early in the evening, in order to save some electricity bills.
However, Zhang An discovered that after the electricity bill was changed this time, until the next few decades, it was more than 50 cents per unit of electricity, and the price never increased.
"Why are there so many bites? There are so many mosquitoes outside. Just come back. What can you say at home? The mosquitoes outside are so poisonous."
Because there is only one child at home, so Wang Fang and Zhang Jianguo have cherished Zhang An since childhood.
"What did you just say about Zhang Bin?"
Zhang Bin, this cousin, has always been considered by adults to be a more sensible and obedient person.
In this area of Zhang An’s family, among the children from his uncle’s family, he has the best impression on people. Others, including Zhang An, who has grown up now, used to be regarded as careless and careless in everyone’s eyes. .
When Zhang Jianguo heard Zhang An talking about Zhang Bin, he had no need to ask.
"There is nothing wrong with him. He just passed the entrance examination. He had given up before and thought he would not be able to pass the high school. Unexpectedly, now that the score has come out, it is a few points higher than the cutoff. So the family is struggling with whether to go to high school or not. "The problem of going to vocational school."
Zhang An told his parents while washing his face with a basin of cold water.
After hearing this, Zhang Jianguo took two sips of herbal tea and said, "It's a pity. Xiaobin is a very sensible child. He is willing to work hard in his studies, but his grades have not improved. He has not been able to do it since he entered high school. There is no hope.”
“Don’t say this, I tell you, if Zhang An and his second aunt heard this, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.”
Hearing his child's father say this, Wang Fang answered.
Zhang An's second aunt is usually quite nice, but she can be too pretentious in her heart. She can remember some small things or words that you don't pay attention to.
After Zhang Jianguo was choked by Wang Fang, he stopped talking.
Because they have seen how powerful Aunt Zhang An is before. She usually doesn’t have bad intentions towards people, and she treats people well, but if something happens, she will keep it in mind. When the two families have a quarrel, she will Use these things to criticize people.
"It's okay to talk to him, but don't make any decisions for him. Otherwise, no one will remember you. If not, your second aunt will not be able to entertain you in the future."
"Mom, I know. I'm not a child anymore. I just said a few words to him. As for what they do and choose, it's all their own business."
In the end, the second uncle's family still I decided to let Zhang Bin give it a try. After all, it is not easy to get into high school. It is an opportunity anyway, so the family is willing to let him work hard on his own.
The next day, the old village chief Zhang Jianwen's style of doing things has always been resolute and resolute. Now that he has decided to build the road, and now there are big guys chipping in with the money.
After the villagers' representative meeting was held, he immediately took the people in the village to purchase materials.
After everyone has been busy for more than a week, the original "cement" road has been remade into a cement road.
We also built two drainage ditches on both sides of the road so that when it rains, the accumulated water will not soak on the road but will be drained along the ditches into the fields and dams.
Not to mention, many people in the village now go to the new road for a swim after dinner. It can be seen that everyone is very happy.
Finally, the old village chief made a merit monument and erected it beside the bridge at the entrance of the village.
Everyone who donated money had their name and donation amount engraved on it.
After this merit monument was erected, many people felt a little regretful. If they had known that they would be in trouble, it would look better to donate more.
People are in high spirits during happy events. The old village chief has been smiling all over since the road was repaired.
The village chiefs of several nearby villages were baffled that Chang Qing suddenly repaired the road.
Because they are the kings of darkness for the town, they run towards the town every day just to get some money to build roads.
Obviously everyone was drinking porridge together yesterday, but you suddenly ate meat today?
At this time, no one would think that every village has basically "cement" roads, but the road conditions here in Changqing are indeed the worst.
Everyone also went to the town to ask for money. If it was just a village, a little crowding in the town could help.
But seeing so many people in the village asking for money every day, the person in charge of money management in the town felt very upset.
So no one got the money in the end, because there was simply not so much money in the town, and everyone knew this.
But who would have thought that Zhang Jianwen, who was still crying about poverty in the town a few days ago, quietly built the road at the entrance of the village, and even built a cement road.
The village chiefs of the last few villages were really curious and invited Zhang Jianwen to go home for a meal and a good drink.
Only from Zhang Jianwen did I know how Chang Qing got the money to build the road.
I heard that most of the money was donated by a junior in the village and their friends, and the rest was donated by people in the village. Let’s see how aware we are in the village.
Hearing this, the faces of these village chiefs suddenly became uncomfortable.
Damn it, he did it again.
They have known each other for decades and are very familiar with each other. How could they not know that Zhang Jianwen likes to show off in front of them.
But he didn't react until he asked, giving Zhang Jianwen a chance to show off.
They are all familiar with Zhang An from Changqing Village, because when Zhang An bought a car before, he used it to take Zhang Jianwen to meetings in the town several times.
Zhang Jianwen showed off well.
However, although there are no young people like Zhang An in their village, this is something that no one can change.
But this does not prevent them from following Zhang Jianwen’s method and using the name of the merit monument to ask the villagers to donate the money to build roads.
In the end, it was really successful for these people, and the village pooled together some money.
Of course, there are not as many as Changqing Village, even half of them, but it is enough to improve the condition of the "cement" road.
At the beginning, the town discovered that the old men who used to come to the door every day had not come for the past few days.
The town was quite worried that something had happened. According to their understanding of those few people, they would never give up until they achieved their goals.
After getting to know each other, I found that everyone had already pooled their own money to repair the road.
After discovering that this matter was spearheaded by the old village chief Zhang Jianwen, the old village chief became quite famous in the town.
(End of this chapter)