Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

After saying it aloud, Chen Deshun felt that the possibility was slim.

He didn't pay much attention to his youngest son. In his memory, he was always taciturn and had a wooden personality, which was completely opposite to his mother and they were nothing alike.

Although he is big and looks intimidating, a person with this kind of personality might be bullied at school, but is unlikely to cause trouble.

Wow! You can't really say for sure, after all, he was pretty fierce when he hit Liu Rui earlier.

Jian Xueping quickly put down her water glass and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, Chen Sanqi is quite well-behaved at school and gets along well with her classmates..."

She had intended to offer a few casual compliments, but remembering Chen Sanqi's withdrawn personality and apparent lack of friends at school, she changed her words, saying, "His grades are quite stable. With a little more effort, he has a good chance of getting into high school. Now that the college entrance exam is open, if he's willing to focus on his studies, he might just be able to get into university in the future."

These words are actually quite intriguing and rather tactful, but who is Chen Deshun? Having lived two lives, he understands the implications of his words immediately.

Stable grades?

Is there a good chance of getting into high school?

It sounds like there's no problem, but translated, it means that his grades are just average, barely enough to get into high school.

These days, top-performing students usually prioritize applying to vocational high schools, whose admission scores are generally higher than, or even far higher than, those of key high schools.

There's even a saying that "if you can't get into a vocational school, you go to high school."

The vocational schools of that era were completely different from those of later generations. The competition was extremely fierce, with an acceptance rate of less than 10%. They were the best of the best, and graduates were guaranteed job placement, directly obtaining a "secure job" or cadre status.

It is the top choice for high-achieving junior high school graduates, ensuring quick employment and changing the fate of their families.

It is relatively easy to get into high school because the university admission rate is low. Going to high school and then taking the university entrance exam is a high-risk gamble.

In comparison, vocational high school is the best choice for "short-term investment and stable returns".

Only a small number of students who are determined to go to university or whose families are well-off will choose this option.

"It would be great if you could get into high school."

Chen Deshun nodded.

In her previous life, Chen Sanqi seemed to have passed the high school entrance exam, but then came to her and said she didn't want to study anymore.

He didn't take it seriously at the time, and thought his son was sensible. Anyway, he would have to work after graduating from school, so it was good for him to start working early to help ease the burden on the family.

If the youngest son changes his mind in this life and wants to continue his studies, then he will definitely continue to support him.

He won't force you if you don't want to; you choose your own path.

"You really think so?"

Jian Xueping's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped the key to the conversation.

"If he wants to study and can pass the exam, I will definitely support him."

Chen Deshun felt strange. It's just going to school, right? He cleared his throat and added, "I've supported his older sister all the way through high school. She'll be taking the college entrance exam next year. The family doesn't need him."

These words also demonstrate his attitude; he does not have any preference for sons over daughters and treats all his children equally in terms of education.

Jian Xueping glanced at him twice and asked cautiously, "Then do you know... Chen Sanqi hasn't been to school for several days?"

"What? He hasn't been to school for several days? What has he been doing?"

Chen Deshun looked bewildered; he didn't recall Chen Sanqi having a habit of skipping classes.

"I asked him, but he wouldn't tell me."

Jian Xueping shook her head, speaking cautiously and with some worry, "That's why I came here today to inquire about your opinion and to see if your family has encountered any difficulties recently. If so, I can help you apply for tuition reduction policies from the school."

Before coming, she did her homework. Chen Deshun was a worker. Although his salary was not low, if his family was in temporary difficulty due to elderly people being sick, having many children, or unexpected expenses, he would meet the application conditions for the tax reduction policy.

difficulty?

There were always difficulties, but he couldn't possibly go into detail about how much debt his family had incurred due to famine.

"Even if the family is in dire straits, we must not skimp on the children's school fees."

As we all know, we implement nine-year compulsory education, and the Compulsory Education Law was actually promulgated in 1986.

After the official adjustment in 1990, compulsory education was implemented, with tuition fees waived for primary and junior high schools, but miscellaneous fees were charged.

Therefore, students need to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees when they go to school. The amount is generally not too high, and varies from school to school, but it is still a burden for families with financial difficulties.

Jian Xueping's gaze swept around the room subtly.

The Chen family wasn't wealthy, but they had everything they needed in their house, and it was kept clean and tidy, certainly not like they were starving.

She thought for a moment and suggested another possibility: "When he comes back, you can ask him carefully whether... he lost the tuition fee and is therefore afraid to go to school?"

tuition fee!

Chen Deshun suddenly realized.

Oh, it's tuition!

He remembered that his family had been struggling financially for years, and he had been so busy trying to pay off the family's debts that he hadn't paid much attention to his children's studies. He had long forgotten about the tuition fees, and the worst part was that his fourth son hadn't asked him for any...

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. No wonder... no wonder the fourth brother dropped out of school and didn't go to high school.

That might be the trigger.

He glanced at Jian Xueping discreetly; she was definitely a reliable and good teacher.

Such a responsible teacher couldn't possibly have not come to our door back then.

Even if he wasn't home that day, Jian Xueping could come at another time, or have someone else notify him.

But why was he completely unaware?

The only explanation is that someone intervened and stopped him from doing so.

At that point in time, at home, someone was there to receive Jian Xueping on his behalf and had the ability to suppress the matter...

Chen Deshun immediately had the answer in his heart, and the hypocritical faces of Chen Limei's family appeared in his mind.

A chill ran through me. You beast!

Driven by greed, he ruined his own brother's future.

"Sanqi's father?"

While he was deep in thought, a greeting suddenly came. Chen Deshun came back to his senses, coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, and quickly composed himself: "Teacher Jian, please wait a moment."

After saying that, Chen Deshun turned and went into the bedroom. He took out the money he had just taken from his second and third brothers and put it in the money box, counted the tuition fees, and put the rest back.

"Teacher Jian, this is Chen Sanqi's tuition and fees for this semester. Please check it."

Jian Xueping was stunned for a moment when she saw the money Chen Deshun handed her. She had anticipated all sorts of scenarios, such as the parents making excuses, pleading poverty, or asking the child to drop out of school.

The only unexpected thing was that the other party would be so decisive and take out the money directly.

Looking at the neat stack of banknotes, I subconsciously took them, counted them, and then put them in my pocket.

"I'll hand it in to the school for Chen Sanqi tomorrow."

Seeing the hesitation on her face, as if she had something left unsaid, Chen Deshun took the initiative to speak: "Teacher Jian, is there anything else you need to tell me?"