Several times in dreams

Chapter 113 The first acquaintance
Wang Yuhua tried her best and failed to get into the health school, and her family was also very difficult. Her older sister Wang Yuhong did not continue her studies, and she heard that she went to work in a processing factory.

There are not many children on the farm who can go to high school, so there is only one class for each grade in the high school. It is inevitable that Yuhui and Wang Yuhua are in the same class again.

High school courses do not just rely on hard work to get good grades. Wang Yuhua is of average talent, but she also worked hard and was thrown away by Yuhui in the first exam.

Wang Yuhua was unwilling to do so. She worked so hard, but she was left behind by Yuhui in the end. Jealousy made her completely unrecognizable. If she can't compare her studies, let's compare her background.

At the meeting of the Youth League Committee of the school, Wang Yuhua made an impassioned statement based on the current situation and his own experience.

"In such a fierce struggle, some students deliberately conceal their backgrounds. I personally think that such people, no matter how good their academic performance is, are standing on the opposite side of the people!"

Wang Yuhua glanced at Yuhui, "Student Chen Yuhui, I would like you to show me the proof of your father's martyr status. If you can't do it, it can only mean that you are deliberately concealing the fact that your grandfather is a landlord!"

Yuhui looked at her with disbelief, is Wang Yuhua insane?Attack yourself again and again.

Her mother had shown herself her father's martyr certificate, so Yuhui had the bottom line in her heart. She was about to refute when she heard a boy speak in the corner.

"Student, I don't know why you attacked other people's origins. Do you have any definite evidence?"

Yu Hui glanced gratefully, a tall and thin boy was sitting in the corner, looking at her.

"What evidence is needed? Everyone in the farm knows that Chen Yuhui's aunt is 40 years old and still can't get married because of her bad background!" Wang Yuhua said contemptuously.

"You're talking nonsense! My aunt is here for work and has no time to find a partner...Why are you insulting people so casually?" Yu Hui couldn't listen anymore, she stood up and shouted.

"I'm talking nonsense? No matter how good her job is, what's the use of it? Her family background is not good, and she can only get a salary of 32 yuan!"

"You! You spitting blood, my mother brought my father's martyr certificate, I'll go home and get it now!" Yu Hui cried and ran out.

"You classmate, if someone else proves it, then you are slandering the revolutionary martyrs." The boy in the corner said coldly.

"I... I also heard from others that her father's family is a landlord and her mother is a bourgeois lady. I just want everyone to be vigilant."

Wang Yuhua was a little apprehensive, she wasn't afraid of Yuhui's real proof, at most she said she made a mistake and it was nothing serious, she was not afraid of offending Yuhui!

But this talking boy made Wang Yuhua feel a little pressure. For some reason, when he saw him sitting in the corner and cast two stern eyes, Wang Yuhua's heart was inexplicably thumping.

When Yuhui got the proof from Meng Wanying that the meeting was over, Yuhui stood at the door panting, looking at the empty meeting room, feeling grief and indignation in her heart. She spread rumors these days, but didn't even give her a chance to argue.

"Have you got the proof?" A voice came from behind.

Yuhui turned her head and saw that it was the boy who spoke for her just now.

"I brought it, but the meeting is over." Yu Hui said dejectedly.

"Bring it to me to see."

Such an important thing should not be shown to others casually, but Yuhui had a natural sense of trust in this boy, so she handed him the proof.

"Well, you are right, your father is really a martyr, and your classmate is really good at spreading rumors!"

After finishing speaking, the boy returned the proof to Yuhui, "Put this away quickly, I will lead you to the Youth League Committee Secretary Niu, today this matter must be made clear, otherwise she will frame you next time!"

Yu Hui looked at him gratefully, "Thank you! Which class do you belong to? What's your name?"

"Oh, I'm a senior in high school, and my name is Zhang Chunshan." The boy spoke coolly, with a naturally calm and calm look.

Coming out of the Office of Secretary Niu of the Youth League Committee, Zhang Chunshan told Yuhui, "It's all right now, the matter is cleared up, and don't be afraid of her framing you in the future. You have to take this certificate home and let your mother take good care of it. Don't lose it." gone."

"Thank you! Thanks to you today, otherwise I don't know who to turn to to argue!"

"We're all brothers and sisters of the same class, you're welcome, goodbye! Chen Yuhui!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chunshan waved his hand and walked towards the direction of the field. Yuhui looked at his cool back and thought that he is really a good man!

When the meeting was held again, Secretary Niu of the Communist Youth League announced Yuhui's father's martyr status to everyone, and at the same time criticized Wang Yuhua without naming her name.

Wang Yuhua sat at the bottom without saying a word, hating her so much that she thought that she had caught Yuhui's weakness and could give her a fatal blow, but she failed again.

Wang Yuhua looked to the corner, Zhang Chunshan's eyes were looking at Chen Yuhui, his usually cold eyes were filled with warmth at this moment, Wang Yuhua's heart was on fire, and Liao felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Wang Yuhua didn't know who this boy was, but he should be a senior student, at least a few years older than herself, and she looked at Chen Yuhui again, who was listening to the secretary's speech attentively.

Wang Yuhua's eyes stayed on Yuhui's beautiful face. Yuhui looked very much like Meng Wanying, with a pair of deep black eyes under two thick eyebrows, and rosy lips under a tall nose bridge, which was different from Meng Wanying's round face. With the addition of his father's oval face, he looked even more like a spring flower.

Wang Yuhua sighed in his heart, although he also had a white and tender baby face, compared with Chen Yuhui, he was much inferior.

Why I am not as good as her in everything, it is really "Bo Shengyu, He Shengliang!" Wang Yuhua's hatred in his heart increased a little.

After the meeting, Zhang Chunshan was in a good mood and whistled when he returned home. As soon as he entered the door, his mother Gong Jixiang pinched his ears.

"Oh! It hurts so much! How old am I, mom, can you stop pulling my ears!" Zhang Chunshan gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain.

"I said San'er, what bad things did you do at school again?"

Gong Jixiang stared.

"Whatever bad things I can do, what I'm doing now is good things." Zhang Chunshan sat down at the dining table, and took a piece of steamed buns that had just been fried on the table.

"Slap" Gong Jixiang slapped him on the back of his hand, "You don't wash your hands when you come back, you just know how to eat!"

Zhang Chunshan reluctantly went to the yard to wash his hands, Gong Jixiang followed behind and continued to interrogate, "Be honest, are you nosy again?"

"Huh? Did brother Niu tell you something again? Why does he like to make small reports so much?" Zhang Chunshan said angrily.

"What's the matter? Your every move is under my surveillance. If you want to be mischievous like you were when you were a child again, I will ask your father to clean you up!"

"Oh, my mother, I'm already 20 years old, can I still be the same as when I was a child?"

"It's not a joke! You said how much you were a child when you were young? People climbed trees to dig out bird nests, and you climbed electric poles to pick electric hoists. You were so angry that your Uncle Wang scolded under the electric pole, 'Electricize you, you little bastard!' Hahaha!"

Gong Jixiang couldn't help laughing when he thought of the bad things his son did when he was a child.

"Don't mention it. When I got off the electric pole, I stabbed my foot. I walked home with bloody footprints all the way. When my sister saw blood in the yard, she thought it was the claws of the chickens raised at home."

This time, the two girls laughed together.

(End of this chapter)