Chapter 13

Mr. Si once failed in English, and he didn’t expect that Si Cheng would also fail in English.

Learning English does require a certain level of talent. If you can’t calm down and have no memory for abstract things, it will be more difficult for you to learn than others.

I started paying attention to Si Cheng’s English since the first grade of junior high school.

As long as she doesn’t study English well, she will be punished by having a lesson at the very least, or fried pork with peppers at the worst.

Si Cheng’s personality is actually a bit like his mother’s. He has a strong rebellious mentality. The more he is beaten for English, the less he wants to learn it.

Over time, a vicious cycle is formed.

Even after entering high school, when she no longer got beaten for her English grades, she just couldn’t learn. Doing English exercises and reading English books are like torture. Even though she had recited the text several times and knew it by heart, she would not recognize the words and sentences in the text if they were found in other places.

Every time I made up my mind to master English, I ended up failing.

It was not until college, when she was trying to pass the CET-4, that her psychological resistance to English was slightly weakened.

It was as if I had suddenly realized something and was able to learn English again.

Of course Mr. Si couldn’t read the words, he just read the meaning of the words, and Si Cheng then translated them.

After dictating the unfamiliar words in the three texts taught by the teacher, Si Cheng wrote 80% of them correctly, and the differences between the wrong ones were not very big. Only then did her father believe that she was really working hard to learn English.

Thinking that his daughter was the only one among the six children in the Si family who was admitted to the key junior high school in the town on her own, Si’s father smiled with relief again.

“Study hard, try to get into No. 1 Middle School, and go to college. Don’t be like your parents, setting up a night snack stand. You’ve helped out at home, so you know how hard life is.”

“Dad, I will study hard. Mom is always nitpicking. Don’t get angry with her. Be more tolerant of her. Just pretend you didn’t hear anything. Also, don’t gamble. Small gambling is fun, but big gambling hurts your body. The money you gamble with will also be gambled away. You can’t give away the money you worked so hard to earn. When I get into college, I will buy Mom the commercial building she wants. Tell her not to be angry anymore. Coax her more.”

At this time, Si’s father was only 33 years old.

He was about the same age as Si Cheng before the car accident.

Si Cheng couldn’t talk to her in a child’s tone.

But she had always been a bit mature when she was a child, so she wasn’t afraid that her father would suspect anything.

He will not doubt his children.

Father Si nodded.

I don’t know whether he promised to communicate properly with Si’s mother or promised not to gamble anymore.

Or rather, both agreed.

Because Si Cheng’s English grades improved, Si’s father was in a good mood. At the dinner table, Si Cheng said he wanted to go to the bookstore to read and would not come back until the afternoon before setting up the stall. He agreed.

He also gave Si Cheng 30 yuan to buy books and asked her to go to the bookstore with her brother.

But you have to keep him under control and not let him go to the game hall to play games.

Si Cheng is overwhelmed.

She planned to go to the Internet cafe to write a serial novel, and it would be inconvenient to bring her younger brother with her.

After going out, Si Cheng took his younger brother to his second aunt’s house and let him watch TV with his twin cousins. Two hours later, she came back to pick him up and go to the bookstore to play together.

If he was contentedly watching TV with his cousins ​​at his second aunt’s house, Si Cheng would give him one dollar when he came back to pick him up.

For the sake of this dollar, the elementary school student gritted his teeth and agreed.

Si Cheng didn’t dare to send Si An to his third aunt’s house. His third aunt’s cousin was in the first year of the new year this year. The two brothers got together, so they must be good brothers. Then they ran to the game hall to play with their arms around each other.

After settling his brother, Si Cheng rushed to the Internet cafe. There were quite a lot of people in the Internet cafe on a Saturday afternoon, and when Si Cheng got there, there were only relatively remote seats.

She paid two dollars to the network administrator and turned on this old-fashioned machine.

Having been to an internet cafe in the morning and already being familiar with the feeling of operating this big-butt computer, Si Cheng logged into his Penguin account, opened the webpage, found the forum interface, and began to write a romance novel of about 100,000 words that he had conceived.

In two hours, I can’t write too many words.

She wrote and posted at the same time.

She stopped only when the lower right corner of her computer prompted her that she had only five minutes left. She copied the more than 4,000 words she had written, wrote them into her email address, and sent them to another email address she had applied for.

Just think of it as double insurance.

After leaving the Internet cafe, Si Cheng quickly walked back to his second aunt’s house. Si An was watching “Detective Conan”. Si Cheng called him to go to the bookstore, but he was unwilling to go.

Si Cheng kept his word and gave Si An a huge amount of pocket money, one dollar, and went to the bookstore to read.

In the bookstore, many students were borrowing books for free. Si Cheng picked up a famous book that he had not finished reading last time and stood nearby to continue reading it.

In her previous life, she regretted that she did not read more when she was young and had a good memory.

Later, when I started writing, I often had difficulty writing and my inspiration was stuck because my brain did not have enough storage space.

If she had the chance to do it all over again, she decided to read more classics, increase her reading reserves, and memorize more useful and useless knowledge points, as she never knew when they might come in handy.

After finishing one book, Si Cheng bought two more books by famous authors before leaving the bookstore. He went to his second aunt’s house to pick up Si An and went home to help his parents with the stall.

Si An also followed the work obediently, helping to run errands, getting cigarettes, alcohol and drinks from the grocery store, cleaning up the dishes and so on.

Thanks to the four new dishes created by Si Cheng, the family business was stabilized.

Today is Saturday and business is better than usual.

We sold several dishes including fish head stew, beer duck and Dong’an chicken.

By ten o’clock, the vegetables on the stall were almost sold out, with revenue exceeding six hundred.

Mother Si smiled happily.

Si Cheng took Si An home to wash up and go to bed.

The next day, she packed her luggage and used the ingredients that her father had just bought to make herself a dish of fried pork with chili peppers and a dish of fried bacon with dried radish. She kept one portion each for her parents, then took the 40 yuan living expenses and left home amid her mother’s nagging.

Because of the National Day holiday, she has to attend four more classes this week, so her family gave her an extra 15 yuan for living expenses.

When she came back yesterday, she still had 65 yuan in her pocket. She had 8 yuan left out of the 20 yuan that Si’s father gave her to buy books. Adding the 40 yuan today, Si Cheng had 116 yuan in her hand. Just thinking about it made her a little excited.

She took a bus to the station, found an Internet cafe nearby, and used the computer for an hour and a half.

Up to now, I still have 114 yuan in my hand.

She skillfully opened the forum and netizens left more than 400 comments on it. Overnight, her post became a popular post.

Readers were discussing the plot enthusiastically, and many of them urged her to update the novel.

She continued writing.

Time was tight today, so Si Cheng wrote more than 2,000 words and stopped after finishing one plot.

After uploading the work, I posted another layer.

490L: That’s all for this week’s update. Everyone is welcome to discuss the plot. See you on National Day.

At the same time, she registered a pen name on a website associated with the forum and serialized her works there.

And write the copy.

When the time came, she left.

Little did she know that readers had launched even more heated discussions about her works.