My heart was instantly lifted high.

　　I heard the homeroom teacher say, "Zhou Xiaoyan got in, she's really lucky, she scored one point higher than the acceptance score for Yizhong." The noisy living room suddenly fell silent.

　　Dad muttered, "Can't be wrong, right?" Grandma rolled her eyes to the heavens, "What kind of luck are you on!" The relatives chimed in one after another, "The teaching quality of the junior high schools in town is not good, they can only produce about thirty Yizhong students each year, right?" "Xiaoyan is really lucky." "Looks like it's the ancestors' blessing." ...

　　I got in.

　　I really got in.

　　I grinned, and as I grinned, I started to cry.

　　It wasn't luck, nor was it the ancestors' blessing.

　　It was me, using all my energy, to cross that threshold on two legs.

　　Everyone's discussion centered around me, and my little brother was very unhappy.

　　He shouted loudly, "Getting into Yizhong by the skin of your teeth, what's so great about that!" "With these grades, you won't be able to get into a good university." ...

　　Uncle-grandfather took a sip of old wine and sighed, "You're right.

　　In our village, there are two studying at Yizhong, and they couldn't even get into a second-tier college.

　　With Xiaoyan's grades, I don't think it's likely!" "Don't spend three years in high school only to not get into college after spending all that money, it's like carrying water in a bamboo basket." Dad's face turned dark.

　　I panicked, and quickly said, "Dad, you promised that if I got into Yizhong, you would let me go, you have to keep your word!" Dad's face became stern, "If you rank near the top, I will definitely let you go, with your current mediocre grades, it would be a waste of money to go." "You might as well start working and earning money." "I raised you until you graduated from junior high, the mission has already been accomplished." The summer heat was intense, and the weather was unpredictable.

　　Distant thunder rumbled, but it couldn't compare to the piercing sting of his words.

　　I looked around, and all my relatives avoided my gaze.

　　My lips trembled, my eyes turned red, and I shouted loudly, "My brother's tuition and living expenses are over 20,000 a year, I only want one-fifth of that, is that not allowed?" "You promised me, how can you go back on your word?" "Are you still a man!" ...

　　My dad suddenly stood up, raised his hand and slapped me across the face.

　　"Smack", my head buzzed.

　　"Have you no respect? Is this the way you talk to me?" "I won't give you a penny, if you have the ability, rely on yourself to study!"

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