To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

On the day of the senior high school entrance examination, the sun was shining brightly. Only a small number of parents came to send their children to the exam. Many parents were too busy to come, and many of them had the idea of ​​waiting for their children to go home after the exam to increase their labor force. There are too few good high schools, and whether they can afford high schools is another problem.

Zhao Jiajia was worried about her high school expenses a while ago, and her adoptive parents would definitely not care about her anymore. Her mother's family is also poor, and it is not certain whether she can afford the expenses for three years of high school.

Fortunately, the teacher in charge told her that with her grades, if she got the number one scholar in the city, she would have the privilege of exempting tuition fees.

Every year, the No. 1 High School of the City and the High School Affiliated to the Province will give various incentives to attract talents in order to win the champion.

This also caused Zhao Jiajia to be very anxious for a while, for fear that he would miss this opportunity and ruin his life.

Song Lingshu asked her not to worry about tuition fees. She took out a stack of cash, all in pieces, and said, "The two hundred and fifty you invested in at that time are all here. In the future, I will How much you earn, earn, will give you dividends, so you can rest assured... go to the exam, I, I will support you."

Zhao Jiajia looked at the stack of money, didn't count it, and didn't ask if she really made so much money. She was afraid that the other party would take out all her belongings and tell her that she had earned it. Then how could she pay back the favor?

She continued to put the money with Song Lingshu, asked her to use it for business turnover, and told her that her mentality had been adjusted.

Isn't it just an exam, if you fail the exam, you can repeat it, and there are many repeaters in the school.

Besides, she can still do business with the other party, and can she starve herself to death?

"Relax, relax, don't, no, don't worry, be tight." Song Lingshu sent her to the school gate, and handed her the water bottle and stationery bag, "Quick, check it, download it, is there any... ...what fell, the eraser won't be lost again, right?"

"Why do I think you are more nervous than me?" Zhao Jiajia took it with a smile, checked it carefully, and waved to her after confirming that all the items were brought, "Hurry up and go to business, I will come to you after the exam."

"Okay, what do you want to... eat?"

"Egg Fried Rice."

On the day after the exam, as soon as Zhao Jiajia walked out of the exam room, she saw Song Lingshu at the school gate, holding a wooden sign in his hand with a few big characters written in chalk on it—Congratulations to the number one scholar for a bowl of fried rice with eggs!

The people around could not help but stare at the sign and laugh, Zhao Jiajia covered his face with his hand, ran over and dragged the person outside, and waited until there were fewer people around, then said: "If you don't get the first prize by then, wouldn't you be ashamed of yourself? "

"I believe in you! You must be the number one scholar!" Song Lingshu said holding up a sign.

Zhao Jiajia looked at her and couldn't help laughing: "Look at how stupid you are."

In the evening, Zhao Jiajia ate fried rice with eggs. There were a lot of eggs, which made her very happy. The two of them stood in the yard with bowls and ate, chatting while eating.

Several children passed by, took a look at them, dared not speak, and ran upstairs in desperation.

Now they don't dare to bully Song Lingshu anymore. Firstly, Zhao Jiajia and her are almost inseparable, and secondly, Song Lingshu's business is getting better and better. It seems that there is a natural gap between them and these big fart children. , Those who make money in business are grown-ups.

At this time, Mother Zhao, who was doing odd jobs outside, also came back and asked how Zhao Jiajia was doing.

"It's okay." Zhao Jiajia said strangely.

Mother Zhao nodded, thumped her back, and went upstairs to open the door. After a while, there was the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Zhao Jiajia looked up a few times, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is it true that you don't have so... serious hostility towards her?" Song Lingshu asked suddenly.

"You're the one who talks a lot." Zhao Jiajia snorted, walked into the room and put down the empty bowl, staring at the hot water in the pot in a daze.

When she came back to this home, the relationship between Zhao's mother and her was quite awkward. She hadn't adjusted to it at all, and the other party just said, "I'm your mother." Then she lost her temper a lot, and the two quarreled a lot about it. Afterwards, the two seldom confronted each other. Whenever she was free, she stayed at Song Lingshu's house, and Mother Zhao spent more and more time working outside. The longer it is, the more they seem to avoid each other on purpose.

Maybe it's because she's been living comfortably in the past six months, and she's gradually getting used to the life here. Seeing that woman is not so annoying anymore. Occasionally, when she comes back with a tired body, she still feels so distressed.

The results of the high school entrance examination were still a while away, so Zhao Jiajia helped Song Lingshu take care of the business. The two often went to the town to sell. Although they were a little tired, they made more money. Every time I get home, when the two of them huddled on the bed and counted the money, it was the happiest time.

Even though Zhao Jiajia no longer has to worry about money, she will still miss the two of them counting a pile of dime together, and then solemnly putting it in the iron box, thinking about the future, happiness and sense of accomplishment are accumulated little by little. .

After the results came out, Zhao Jiajia undoubtedly ranked first in the school, and was also the number one student in the city, with a high score in English.

The teacher and many people came to Zhao's house in person to express their congratulations. Unfortunately, Zhao's mother was working outside, so Song Lingshu helped Zhao Jiajia entertain these congratulators.

There were a lot of biscuits and melon seeds on the table, and everyone praised Zhao Jiajia, saying that Zhao Jiajia is capable, and we are the number one scholar in the city, and he will be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future!

Zhao Jiajia laughed, pretending to be modest and said: "Where is that? There is still a lot to improve in the future. Tsinghua University and Peking University will not pass the exam."

In fact, what I thought in my heart was: I can.

In the next few days, high school leaders came to visit one after another, proposing various preferential policies and wanting to recruit her into the school.

She compared the conditions offered by several schools, and found that No. 1 High School in the city gave the best treatment, free of tuition and miscellaneous fees, not only a scholarship, but also a monthly subsidy of ten yuan for living expenses, which is equivalent to no need to pay any more money for three years.

The provincial high school only exempts tuition fees, because there are outstanding students from all over the country, so no other subsidies are given, and the competition for scholarships is also a bit high.

Several other schools were directly excluded because the enrollment rate was too low.

Most people suggested that she choose the No. 1 Middle School in the city. It is already a leader if it can be listed in the No. 1 Middle School. It doesn't cost money to go to school, and it is close to home.

Only Song Lingshu said: "Provincial, provincial high school."

"Why?" Zhao Jiajia asked.

"F-away from home."

Zhao Jiajia laughed and rubbed her face with both hands: "As expected, only you understand me."

Song Lingshu said vaguely: "Moreover, it's also...closer to the provincial capital, so I can have more contact with the outside world."

"That's the point." Zhao Jiajia looked forward, "You don't know what's going on outside. The mechanical pencils I used in elementary school were not used in junior high school. I told them not to waste English, they It is said that few people here can understand it, and it is useless to learn it, but there are already many foreigners in big cities to invest, and my father... is my adoptive father. Although the leadership of his company is old , but they are all starting to learn English, so I think it will be useful in the future.”

"You're, you're right." Song Lingshu nodded with satisfaction, "You, you are very perceptive."

The importance of English in this small place is not obvious, but after China joins the WTO in a few years, you will feel a qualitative leap and huge changes.

After confirming the school, the people from the Provincial High School informed her that she would enter the school to participate in military training in half a month, and then take another month of summer vacation. In fact, it is to recruit people into the school in advance to avoid side effects.

The day before his departure, Zhao Jiajia was not in high spirits, and his whole body was listless. Even Zhao's mother could tell that she was worried about money, so she took out a cloth bag, opened layers of handkerchiefs, and took out five Ten yuan, give it to her: "You take this money first, and you have to take care of yourself when you get to school."

When Zhao Jiajia saw so much money at first glance, she didn't dare to accept it at all, so she asked her to take it back.

Zhao's mother said that she was going to go out to work soon, and her relatives in other places called her several times, saying that the wages outside were very high, and she could earn a lot of money a year. She was also very moved.

Soon Zhao Jiajia will go to live in high school. It is so far away, and it will not be easy to come back for a year or so, so she can go to work without worry.

After Zhao Jiajia learned of her plan, she didn't interfere and took her money.

"What time does the car leave tomorrow? I'll see you off."

"You don't need to send it, Zhaodi will send it to me."

After Zhao Jiajia took a shower, she ran to Song Lingshu's bed, hugged her tightly, and asked, "Will you miss me?"

"meeting."

"I guess it will be Chinese New Year at the earliest before I can come back."

"Um."

"Are you going to have any other new friends?"

"What about you?" Song Lingshu asked with a smile, "You're going to meet a lot of new friends soon, will you forget me?"

"No, you will always be my best friend." Zhao Jiajia said firmly.

"Pull, pull the hook." Song Lingshu stretched out his finger.

"Hanging on the hook, you can't change it for a hundred years. If you change it, you will be a bastard." Zhao Jiajia pulled the hook with her.

The next day before dawn, the two got up. Song Lingshu was carrying a snakeskin bag, and Zhao Jiajia was carrying a small suitcase, and they went to catch the bus together. They leaned their heads against each other, slept for a while, then changed trains to the city, and arrived at the train station.

There were so many people at the station, almost all of them were looking for work. Everyone had big bags and small bags on their backs, two snakeskin bags in their hands, and a small bag around their necks. belongings.

Zhao Jiajia bought a seat ticket, but because there were too many people, they couldn't get up inside, so many people climbed in through the green leather window.

Seeing that the train was about to start, Zhao Jiajia was sweating profusely at the door.

Seeing this, Song Lingshu squeezed in front of her, leading her to go shopping: "Let's go cough, cough, I have an infectious disease, no, I'm sorry!"

People around immediately avoided her and looked at her in horror.

Zhao Jiajia: "..."

Song Lingshu led her to the seat unimpeded all the way, stuffed the luggage into the shelf, and told her to sit down quickly.

More and more people came up, and the car was about to start, Song Lingshu just jumped out of the window and waved to her.

Zhao Jiajia leaned on the car window and shouted: "You have to take good care of yourself, take care of yourself, if someone bullies you, just call me, do you remember my dormitory phone number?"

"Well, you, you too, take good care of yourself." Song Lingshu took out a Tetris game console from his pocket and handed it to her, "When you're bored on the road, you just... play this."

After Zhao Jiajia took it, she held her hand again, and her upper body got out of the window, and said: "You wait for me to come back, we will celebrate the New Year together this year."

"good."

"Don't be reluctant to spend money, you still have to buy the clothes you should buy."

"good."

"You can make friends, but not better friends than me."

"good."

"Have you nothing to say?"

"Okay, so fast, it's about to start soon."

The whistle sounded, and he began to squirm slowly. Song Lingshu followed a few steps, stood where he was and waved. At this time, Zhao Jiajia waved her hands vigorously and called her name, and she ran after her without even thinking about it: "I, I will wait a while... I will come and find you!"

However, the rumbling sound of the train seemed to cover her voice, and I don't know if Zhao Jiajia heard it.

The staff stopped them who were seeing them off. She watched the train gradually disappear from sight, stood there blankly for a long time, and then turned back.

I have to say, I'm still not used to it.

Often after finishing a meal, she realizes that she has cooked too much, and she is the only one eating.

No one hugged her to keep warm at night, and no one kicked her in a dream.

Zhao Jiajia left for more than half a month, and Zhao's mother boarded the part-time train with her luggage on her back.

Song Lingshu was busy with the finishing touches, and her biscuit business was about to end.

That night, someone shouted, "Yu Zhaodi, I have your call."

"Who, who?" She asked, if the Yu family called, she would not answer it, wasting the phone bill.

"Zhao Jiajia's."

As soon as the voice fell, she rushed out immediately, and when she picked up the phone, she realized that she had only put on one shoe, the other foot was still barefoot, and her hair was messed up. It could be said that she had no image at all.

She smiled secretly, put the phone to her ear: "Hello?"

There was no movement there.

"Old, boss."

As soon as the words fell, there suddenly sounded a forbearance sobbing: "I miss you so much."

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