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Chapter 42 Tian Lingling's Tragedy

When the door opens, the bell rings loud and clear.

Wearing a red assault suit and red cotton shoes, Cai Gen didn't dare to pay attention to Tian Lingling's face, fearing that the terrifying scene would scare him.

However, the more I don’t want to look, the more I can’t control my gaze.

She has a fair face, a pair of big eyes, a very pure little girl, with a neat ponytail, but there is still a little blood stain on her clothes, and the distortion on her face has disappeared.

Tian Lingling seemed to have mustered up the courage to open the door. She did not see Xie An and his son, only Cai Gen. She also looked relieved and timidly spoke first,

"Boss, it's really cold outside. Can I sit inside?"

Can you say no? Is it useful to say no? Xie An'an is no longer here. Cai Gen doesn't look so intimidating anymore, so he can only say bluntly,

"Sit down, sit wherever you want."

Choosing an innermost dining table, Tian Lingling sat down cautiously, deliberately staying far away from the dining table, as if she was afraid of blood stains staining the dining table.

Silent, Cai Gen was silent. He really didn't know what to say to this willful and extreme little girl.

Silence, Tian Lingling and Cai Gen don't know each other, and adolescent girls will not express their feelings casually.

The quartz clock was also silent, moving forward step by step.

Half an hour later, Cai Gen finally seemed to have gotten used to it. As long as he didn't look scary, inhuman, or weird, he had seen several of them. The best-looking one was Xiao Xiao, and the ugliest one was the one selling bean buns.

Old man, I'm not very familiar with Tian Lingling, so I'd better be polite. It's best for her to be happy and leave early.

"Your name is Tian Lingling. Do you drink hot water?"

This question seemed to frighten Tian Lingling. She looked at Cai Gen warily, as if she was looking at a weird uncle who was coaxing a little girl to eat sweets.

"How do you know my name is Tian Lingling? Why did you give me hot water?"

How do I know? You hit me on the head when you died.

Of course you can't say that, Cai Gen just found a reason,

"The high school students said when they came for dinner, aren't you cold? Have a cup of hot water."

Tian Lingling returned to normal and said calmly,

"thank you boss."

Cai Gen made a cup of hot juice, cranberry flavored, very sweet and smelled good.

Serve it to Tian Lingling, remembering the instructions,

"It's a bit hot, drink slowly."

Tian Lingling took the juice on the table and took a sip carefully, showing a very happy expression.

"This is so delicious, I've never had it before. Thank you uncle."

In fact, Cai Gen would be very happy if he were called brother, but with this big beard, there is nothing wrong with calling him uncle.

After standing back at the bar, Cai Gen asked carefully,

"Tian Lingling, why do you want to come to my store?"

Maybe it was because she suffered a brain injury, and Tian Lingling seemed to be slower when thinking about some things.

"Yesterday I jumped off a building and died. My parents took my body away. It was very cold while I was standing on the road. There were many scary spirits scaring me. Then I saw you delivering food, uncle. There was light on you and you were very warm.

I followed you back, but yesterday there was a scary person in your store, so I ran away and waited outside your store. Today you are alone, so I came in because it was too cold outside."

Is there light on my body? Does it make my soul feel warm? This news is not good news, right? From then on, my store will be lively.

Cai Gen didn't want to mention it, but thinking back to the couple today, he was really a little angry. This child was too extreme and acted too impulsively.

"Xiaotian, you just committed suicide out of anger, have you thought about what your parents will do?"

Tian Lingling took a sip of juice and still responded slowly, but the words "parents" seemed to attract her attention.

"My parents suffered a lot in order to support my education. I must die."

What is the logic of this? Parents have suffered a lot, shouldn’t they repay their parents in the future? Why must they die?

Cai Gen's curiosity was still aroused, and he really wanted to know what was going on in this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl's mind.

He left the bar, sat across from Tian Lingling, lit a cigarette, and

"Xiaotian, why do you have to die?"

Tian Lingling lowered her head and thought for a moment, then burst into tears. The indifference she had just now disappeared and she became a helpless little girl.

"I'm so scared. I'm standing on the roof of the building and I'm so scared."

Facing the little girl who suddenly lost control, Cai Gen felt very sad. What kind of thing could force a little girl to do this?

But I can't do anything besides smoking, so just listen to what the little girl has to say.

"My family was originally in Taiping District, not in the city. After I entered high school, my mother sold my house and stayed with me when I was studying near the high school. Both she and my father were laid off. My father delivered food and my mother washed dishes in a restaurant to support others.

I read.

I have known since I was a child that my mother hopes that I will study well and be promising in the future. I am also very sensible and have always worked hard in my studies. In the high school entrance examination, I ranked first in Taiping District and entered the city high school. This was originally a good thing, but it was also me

The beginning of a nightmare for the whole family.”

When Tian Lingling said this, her crying slowed down and she took a sip of juice, as if she didn't want to remember.

"The teaching quality of the junior high schools in Taiping District cannot keep up with the junior high schools in the city. Although I was admitted to high school, compared with my classmates in the city, I am like a fool. No matter how carefully I listen, I am just like a fool.

When I was in high school, I took the first exam. There were more than 1,500 people in the whole age group, and I got more than 800. My mother collapsed when she found out. I have always been the number one child since I was a child. How could this happen? "

Hearing this, Cai Gen understood Tian Lingling. The high school entrance examination does not depend on scores. There is a policy called orientation that continues to this day.

The general process is as follows: a few talents hold a meeting and a total of 10 junior high schools in the city begin to allocate places to high schools based on teaching quality.

Some junior high schools, the top 200 students go to high school, some junior high schools, the top 5 students go to high school. As for what the judging criteria are, it has never been made public.

Then there will be a situation where no matter how good you study and work hard, you will not be able to go to high school as long as you get sixth place in the exam. Or, no matter how hard you study, you will still be able to go to high school as long as you get into the top 200.

There is another situation, which is quite special. If you are ranked first in this junior high school, if you change to another junior high school, you may not be able to get into the top 100. It is still nine years, and the gap is so big.

Tian Lingling should be considered the second situation. It is very special and very common because it has existed for so many years.

"My mother was anxious and started looking for someone to make up lessons for me. Good teachers were one-on-one and paid 400 yuan an hour. They had 8 lessons per subject per month. I made up four subjects and paid more than 10,000 yuan a month. My mother spent many years

I used my savings, the balance from selling my house, and the compensation for being laid off, but it’s more than 10,000 yuan a month, and a family of three still has to eat.”

Cai Gen is very sensitive to this figure. The driver's brother also said yesterday that it cost more than 500,000 yuan to send his son to school in three years. He is not bragging. It seems to be true. However, the difference is that Tian Lingling's family does not sell taxis.

In this small city, the monthly salary of government agencies is about 3,000 yuan, the salary of ordinary part-time workers is about 2,000 yuan, and the salary of delivery riders is about 5,000 yuan higher, and the monthly expenditure is more than 10,000 yuan. For a family with two laid-off workers, it cannot be described as despair, at least

It is worthy of the word disaster.


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