Chapter 282 Son’s Tuition Money
"Haha, you can continue to worry. After New Year's Day, my dad signed me up for a sprint class. I had to make up classes all day long. Six teachers took turns teaching, so I didn't even have to study."
"Your family is really rich. Which class did you sign up for? How much does it cost?"
"It's a dime. It's 80,000 yuan at the lowest level, which is reported every day. I'm really stressed out."
There are still more than four months until the Spring Festival before the college entrance examination. It’s 20,000 per month, more than 600 per day, and more than 100 per teacher. It’s not expensive. By the way, he said the lowest level, so how much is the high end? Cai Gen silently calculated how much money he would have to pay to make up lessons for Cai Tuantuan in the future.
The next sentence shocked Cai Gen, it was so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Eighty thousand a month, your family is really not that good. Wang Si in my class is directly offered 200,000, 800,000 in four months. That's pretty cool. I don't know if he can get into a junior college."
per month? 80,000 per month? Cai Gen felt a little difficult to breathe, his heart was beating fast, and his face flushed. He clutched his chest and couldn't listen anymore. He returned to the camp bed and needed to slow down.
After Xiao Sun finished serving the meal, he saw that Cai Gen was obviously not normal. His eyes were dull, his face was ugly, and he was covering his chest. He quickly asked with concern,
"Third uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you sick again? Wasn't it the right rib last time? Has it moved to the chest now? Should I take you to the hospital?"
Cai Gen waved his hands and covered his chest, unable to speak.
Quickly pouring a glass of water for Cai Gen, Xiao Sun continued to care,
"Third uncle, don't be afraid. It's been so many times. Whenever you get hurt, you don't have to pretend to be sick, or we won't go at night."
This little Sun is thinking wrong again. Is it because of what happened at night? It’s because of my son’s studies. Cai Gen finally calmed down,
"Xiao Sun, I heard before that it costs 600,000 yuan for high school students to make up classes. I didn't believe it. Just now, the kid said that the minimum cost for the college entrance examination sprint class is 80,000 yuan per month."
Xiao Sun didn’t understand what was so special about this news, and didn’t understand why Cai Gen was so excited.
"Third uncle, what's going on? Are you angry that the tuition fee is too expensive? How can teaching and educating people cost so much money? I'm angry too, but you won't make yourself so angry, right?"
Seeing that Xiao Sun still misunderstood, Cai Gen continued to explain,
"Those who can go to high school are good students who can get double hundred in elementary school. They all need more than 80,000 yuan to make up lessons every month. I just found out today that my son has just passed the National Youth League Examination, so it will cost me to make up lessons for him in the future. How much? I can’t even think about it, it’s too scary.”
Oh, it turns out I'm worried about money. I'm still 80 million away from eating your meal. I'm not in a hurry. Seeing hundreds of thousands scares you, and Xiaosun doesn't take it seriously anymore.
"Third uncle, don't worry. When the store's business improves, it will be easy to make hundreds of thousands."
This consolation is not unreasonable at all. How can the business in the store be good? There is currently no sign that business in the store will be good, right? Cai Gen was told by Sun Yi that his future was even more uncertain.
"Go and do your work. I still need to take a breather. This matter is too disturbing."
Xiao Sun wanted to say something more, but he had no good solution. He originally wanted to say no salary, but then he thought about it, there was no salary in the first place, so this part could not be reduced. Seeing that Cai Gen was really upset and not pretending, Xiao Sun's admiration in his heart reached a new level. It was hard to be like this, and he didn't ask for Wang Shenpo's two million outlets. Is this the character of the God of Ku? Swallow all the hardships yourself and remain a pure person with a clear conscience.
Cai Gen was depressed and suddenly remembered what happened to Lan Xiaoming. He put the money aside for now and lowered his voice and said,
"Xiao Sun, do you remember that time when we went to KFC when you were sick? We met a child with black eyes there. Today I met him again. His mouth turned out to be like the evil spirit Chen Song turned into. It’s a fang that bites one’s own mother. Aren’t evil spirits all ghosts? Can they possess people and become living people?”
Seeing that Cai Gen's face was getting better, Xiao Sun lit a cigarette for Cai Gen. There were customers in the store, and he said in a low voice,
"Third uncle, I felt strange when I met that Chen Song last time. After death, he becomes an evil spirit. Once in a hundred, an evil becomes a spirit. Once in a thousand miles, he becomes a spirit. The chance that we can meet him is extremely small. How can you still When I met two of them, I suspected that someone was raising spirits.”
Nourishing souls? Why is there someone to take care of everything? It’s understandable to raise cats and dogs, but what’s the purpose of raising ferocious beasts and spirits? Could it be that he is a breeder? Do breeders become sperm? Cai Gen then asked,
"Can I still keep that thing? Is it the same as raising a ferocious beast?"
Xiao Sun took a puff of cigarette and shook his head,
"I just have doubts about how to raise them. You should ask that smelly cat. He is more familiar with souls. I was not willing to eat them before. I naturally hate things that are neither human nor ghosts."< br>
Dizzy, you don’t know what you are suspicious of? When it came to his son's safety, Cai Gen wanted to ask Xiao Tmall, but after thinking about it, he would ask again later. It was not easy to ask him now that his son was masturbating.
When his wife came to pick up the children from get off work, she would definitely need to eat. After Cai Gen calmed down, he went to the kitchen to cook dinner. At least it should be relatively rich and not as dull as usual.
After frying, frying, and frying, four vegetables and one soup were prepared. Cai Gen was still thinking about his son’s after-school class. When he arrived at Zhen Shui Yin’s constellation hut, there happened to be no students to calculate zodiac signs. He sent his son back to the store to do his homework, so he sent his son from the after-school class to the store. Tell what you saw and heard.
Xiao Tmall and Zhen Shuiyin didn't say anything for the first time. Cai Gen was confused. Is the problem too serious? Thinking back carefully, this seemed to be the first time I told them about the black eyes. The last time Chen Song transformed, they were not present, and then he told them about Chen Song again.
The two people just listened quietly and still did not express their opinions. Cai Gen became even more panicked.
"What do you two mean? Even if you are a spirit, you are not very impressive. I was caught by my bell in an instant."
Seeing Cai Gen's nonchalant expression, Zhen Shuiyin spoke first,
"Brother Cai, was your city peaceful before, I mean, before you had yin and yang eyes? Is there anything special? Has anything happened in the past? Are there any relics from ancient times? What kind of ancient power is it? Has there ever been an unidentified flying object in my hometown? Have people disappeared in large numbers? ”
This series of questions made Cai Gen silent for a long time. He lit a cigarette and looked at the sunset outside the window. He didn't smoke out all the cigarettes before gritting his teeth and speaking out,
"Our province ranks last in the country, and our city ranks last in the province. If there is anything special, then it is that it is extremely poor."
When Cai Gen was laying the groundwork, Xiao Tianmao and Zhen Shuiyin were still a little curious. Finally, they were very disappointed when they heard that they were very poor. Is there anything about being poor that is worth saying so deeply? It's not something to be proud of.
(End of chapter)