Chapter 3: Patriarchal 3
In Class A, Grade 5 of Hanwei Elementary School, Han Zhaodi was doing her homework. The study committee member came to tell her that the head teacher asked her to go to the teacher's office.
Is the teacher urging her to pay the tuition again?
Han Zhaodi panicked, put down the pen in her hand, and walked towards the office anxiously, as if her footsteps were filled with lead.
At the door of the office, I couldn't move anymore. Their family was poor, and they were fined a lot of money when they gave birth to their second and third sisters. Later, the fourth sister was given to the uncle. Now my mother gave birth to the fifth sister, and grandma Seeing the heavens thinking about giving away his sister.
The tuition owed by her and her two younger sisters has been delayed and delayed. She dare not submit the tuition fee to her parents. Grandma has always disapproved of their sisters' study. If she asks her family for money, her grandma will definitely let her drop out of school. She can only delay it for one day. It was a day, thinking that even if she had to drop out of school, it would be good for her to study for an extra day.
This semester is about to end in a few days, and the matter of tuition fees can no longer be delayed. Thinking of this, she plucked up her courage and shouted: "Report!"
"Han Zhaodi, come in."
The head teacher of Class A of the fifth grade is surnamed Han, who is also from the Han family village. He is related to Han Zhaodi as an uncle and nephew. He knows the situation of Han Zhaodi's family very well. How can he be so long in arrears of tuition fees if he is a classmate next to him.
Han Zhaodi entered the office and stood in front of the teacher's desk with her head down. Teacher Han looked at the student in front of her and sighed secretly. This child studied hard and his grades were among the best. If the family conditions are good, you don't have to worry about not being able to go to college.
Teacher Han looked at her and tried to lower her tone: "Han Zhaodi, please pay your tuition as early as possible."
Han Zhaodi could only nod her head, but felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She wondered if her family could let her continue her studies after she paid the tuition fee.
Seeing her nodding, Mrs. Han said again: "There are still a few days left to take the junior high school exam. It is not a problem to get into the experimental class of Shuangji Middle School with your grades. What do you think?"
"Teacher, I, I may not be able to take the junior high school entrance examination."
Han Zhaodi said in a low and uncertain tone that she wanted to study and go to college like my sister-in-law, but the family situation did not allow her to think wildly.
She is already thirteen years old and has dropped out of school. She can still help the family with some housework to reduce the burden on the family. The two younger sisters are too young to help the family. If possible, she hopes to use her education to exchange Here comes the opportunity for two younger sisters to study.
"You study so well, how can you not take the junior high school exam, what can you do at a young age without going to school?"
Teacher Han spoke earnestly, and frowned after speaking. It would be a pity if the child stopped studying. After a long silence, he said in a bad tone: "Go back to class first."
Han Zhaodi pursed her lips, lowered her head, quietly entered the class, sat on the seat, picked up a pen, thinking that this might be her last chance to learn, so she kept doing exercises and copying words.
Her deskmate Guo Jinghui was sleeping on the table, awakened by her movement, and mocked impatiently: "The teacher urged you to pay the tuition again? Han Zhaodi, you said that your family is so poor that you can't even pay the tuition, why don't you What kind of school do you go to? You can drop out of school directly. The teacher urges you every day like a debt collector, and if you don’t bother us, we will still bother you.”
"What's none of your business?" Han Zhaodi yelled at him with red eyes.
"You don't know how poor you are, it hurts your eyes." Guo Jinghui glanced at her sideways and said.
"My family is poor. Is it illegal to be poor? The police won't bother me if I don't eat or drink your food." Han Zhaodi stood up and said loudly, "If you think looking at me hurts your eyes, then don't look at me, no one Let you see."
"You dangle in front of my eyes, can I do it if I don't look at it?" Guo Jinghui choked and said angrily.
"This is the village primary school, not the school run by your family. I love it here. If you don't want to see me, get out." Han Zhaodi said angrily.
"Why should I go?"
"Then why do you let me drop out? If I want to drop out, I can drop out. You can't control it."
"I don't like how poor you are."
"I still don't like you."
The monitor couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "The teacher is here, shut up."
Han Zhaodi glared at him bitterly, and sat down with a plop.
Guo Jinghui crawled on the table cursing.
...
Han Zhaodi was preoccupied, but she didn't show it in front of her two younger sisters. She went home to feed the pigs, carry firewood and cook as usual. After finishing the work, she was about to do her homework when she saw her father holding her dictionary and muttering words. She was puzzled and frowned. She glanced at her father several times.
Sensing her scrutiny, Han Ze waved to her while flipping through the dictionary, "Come over here, Zhaodi, what's a nice name?"
Han Zhaodi thought that her father wanted to name her younger sister, but thought that her younger sister would be hugged to others, so what? Still can't call?
He said angrily, "I don't want to watch it."
Han Ze smiled nonchalantly, and said in a gentle tone, "You guys don't have a good name. I'm going to change your names. Let's change your names to whatever names you like, okay?"
Han Zhaodi pursed her lips, her eyes were moist, "What name do you want to change? I'm used to it, so I won't change it."
Because of this name, I don’t know how many people made fun of her when I was a child. She cried and made troubles, and her family just didn’t agree with her changing her name. It seemed like this, her mother could really have a younger brother, and even the two younger sisters were also Pandi, Take di.
"You have to change it after you get used to it. By the way, name your fourth and fifth younger sisters so that you can register." Even if the girl is unwilling to change her name, Han Ze is very persistent.
"Didn't the fourth sister be given to uncle by you? The fifth sister's grandmother also said that she would give it away, so what if she named it?" Han Zhaodi was very disapproving.
"When you get your fourth sister back, the name can be used." Han Ze still said in a good temper, "Besides, who told you to give away the fifth?"
Han Zhaodi suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked at her father in disbelief, and said hesitantly: "You, what do you mean..."
"That's what it means. Not only will the fifth brother not give it to others, but I will also take your fourth sister back." Han Ze smiled, "Your old blind grandpa told our family's fortune, saying that you don't have a younger brother's life, since you don't have one, forget it." Now, Dad is thinking about it and wants to raise your sisters well."
"..."
Han Zhaodi floated into the house, and when she arrived at her parents' room, she looked at her mother who was lying on the bed and confinement, and murmured, "Mom, is there something wrong with my dad's brain?"
Otherwise, how can we change their names and take back the fourth sister, and the fifth sister will not be given away?
"How do you talk?" Wu Hongmei cast a glance at her, but thinking of what the man had done these past few days, she was also a little uncertain what was wrong with him. Could it be that he was hit by another daughter?
Han Ze didn't care what the family thought. Before going to bed, he announced the new names of the children.
Han Zhaodi changed her name to Han Yao; Han Pandi changed her name to Han Min;
Mrs. Han was very dissatisfied, Zhaodi Pandi Daidi was so well named, in the future if they adopt a younger brother, maybe they can bring the younger brother's luck, how can they change it? Firmly disagree.
Han Ze said honestly: "Mother, since I don't have a son, why should I have a younger brother? Don't take away the luck of the children, so this name has to be changed."
Pozi Han was even more dissatisfied: "I still want to adopt Chenchen from your third brother's family to you. Why don't you have a younger brother?"
Han Ze was very helpless: "I don't have the life of my son. Isn't it hurting him to adopt Chenchen? Then the third child will not be able to fight with me?"
Mrs. Han: "..."
Han Ze continued: "Besides, it's not that Mother doesn't know about the third daughter-in-law. Would she be willing to adopt her child to me? So Mother, don't think too much about it... A son-in-law and half, I have five girls, and two and a half sons Well, why adopt someone else's and make everyone unhappy."
Mrs. Han: "..."
Han Zhaodi: "..."
Han Zhaodi was very entangled, and wanted to tell her father that feudal superstitions were not credible, but she liked such a superstitious father inexplicably.
As for whether there is a younger brother, she thought, if there is no younger brother, can't the five of them support their parents?