The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

When Luo Huan saw Song Cunxian, he would hold the book and read it very quickly, and she asked, "You read very fast? You have almost finished reading the books I brought from home."

After hearing what she said, Song Cun continued to flip through the books in his hand, and said softly while flipping through: "Well, I have finished reading the junior high school books. I am reading the high school ones."

Luo Huan was a little surprised. She still knew Song Cun's academic qualifications. She didn't dislike them. The two of them could still synchronize their thinking. Otherwise, she wouldn't have married him. She asked, "You've finished reading it?"

Song Cun nodded with a smile, "I found it difficult when I was in school, but now I read these textbooks and read chapter by chapter, but it is easier to understand than before."

Luo Huan wiped his hands on the table, and said with thoughtful eyes, "As you grow older, your mind becomes more open, and you can hold your breath more."

When she came back at night, she brought back some junior high school test papers and handed them to Song Cun. Song Cun looked at her, and she said cautiously: "My classmate teaches in the town middle school. I asked her for a test paper. You, you do it." How about doing it and reading it? Otherwise, you won’t know the effect after reading the book.”

Song Cun answered with a smile: "I'm just looking for some test questions to do, to see the effect of self-study."

He took the paper, found a pen, and sat up on the desk.

Luo Huan was knitting a sweater next to him. After knitting a few stitches, he went to look at him. Seeing him immersed in writing questions, he continued to knit with lowered eyes. In half an hour, he finished the Chinese. finished.

It took almost an hour for two papers. He put down his pen, and Luo Huan also put aside the work in hand, picked up the paper he had finished, read it, and after finishing it, she was surprised: "Some of them need to be calculated, and I don't know the answer. Your problem-solving steps are all correct, and your language is also correct."

Song Cun had already picked up a high school textbook next to the table, and continued to read it. Hearing this, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "It seems that self-study is also useful for me."

Luo Huan nodded happily. She looked at the paper, was silent for a moment, and asked him: "I didn't expect you to be able to learn this level by self-study. This set of test papers is the test paper for the junior high school graduation exam last year. With your ability, if you can participate in this year's exam You can get a junior high school diploma if you take the graduation exam.”

Song Cun flicked the book for a moment, looked at her, and Luo Huan met his eyes: "I want to go to the town middle school and ask my classmates to see if this can be done, what do you think?"

Song Cun asked her: "Will it be embarrassing? If not, I can think of other ways here."

A diploma can prove one's education level, and it is better than nothing. He has worked in the state-run hotel for nearly three years, and he has met many people. If he wants to take the junior high school graduation exam, he can still find a relationship. The current school management is very loose, and many students do not go to school. Scholarships are still available.

Luo Huan smiled and said, "No, it's not that you are incompetent, you still have to take the exam then."

Song Cun said with a smile: "It depends on the wife."

Luo Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to herself that the man she had chosen was good, and she was afraid that he would want to dislike him for his low degree.

The next afternoon, when Luo Huan came back from school, he went to the state-run restaurant. Seeing Song Cun busy, she entered the store. Several young shop assistants called her sister-in-law when they saw her, even if there were older than Song Cun. , also called sister-in-law, she responded with a smile, pointing to Song Cun quietly: "I'll go and talk to him and leave."

After Song Cun copied a dish, he turned around and saw Luo Huan standing behind him. He smiled and said, "I'm off work, are you hungry?"

Luo Huan shook his head: "The exam is fine."

Song Cun raised his eyebrows, "So fast?"

Luo Huan nodded: "Tomorrow, I will go to the school for a preliminary test. After the test, if you get a good score, you will directly take the senior high school entrance exam. If your score is not satisfactory, the school will have other requirements."

What she didn't say was that she still gave the gift, and it's not appropriate to say it here.

Song Cun hummed, even if she didn't mention Song Cun, she knew the rules, didn't say anything, washed the pot and asked, "Okay, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Luo Huan waved his hand: "You are busy, I bought the vegetables, I will go back and do it myself." After finishing speaking, he left.

Song Cun smiled, even if he could solve the problem of eating in a state-run restaurant, Luo Huan would like to make some favorite meals at home when he got in the mood, and he would not interfere with how comfortable his life was.

The next morning, Luo Huan transferred classes with other teachers, and went to the town middle school with Song Cun. Luo Huan took them to the principal, but the principal didn't say anything, and asked him to do the papers directly. Sitting down at the seat designated by the principal, he did the papers. He only needed to do Chinese and mathematics, which was fast. Because he wrote a composition, it took him two hours to finish the two papers.

After the teacher in the graduating class finished grading the paper, his complicated eyes fell on Song Cun. He really couldn't believe that this was a question made by a primary school student.

The headmaster looked at the test paper and was a little surprised, but he didn't see anything on his face. He said, "Okay, let's go back and wait for the news. You will be notified when the test will take place."

Classmate Luo Huan originally thought that Luo Huan was aggrieved by marrying an uneducated rural boy, but he didn't expect him to be capable. If he could work harder and get a high school diploma, he would be worthy of Luo Huan.

Song Cun didn't know what classmate Luo Huan thought of him, so he left the town middle school, sent Luo Huan to her school, and then went back to the state-run hotel.

Song Cun got his junior high school diploma before the summer vacation of 1976. He was nothing special, but Luo Huan was very happy for him and made him a suit of clothes. When he returned to his hometown, he didn't talk about it. He only said it when Song's mother urged them to have a baby intentionally or unintentionally: "I'm busy with study and work, so I don't have so much time to have a baby."

Song's mother was also happy when she heard that her son had obtained his junior high school diploma, and then frowned at him, no matter how busy she was, she wouldn't delay her sleep? She tugged at her son's arm: "Does it mean that Luo Huan doesn't want a child?"

Song Cun shook his head affirmatively: "No, I'm too busy. Besides, I'm not too old, so I don't worry about the children's affairs. Mother, can you let me relax for two years?"

Song's mother really couldn't do anything about him, she sat there moaning and not saying a word.

Song Cun came to her side and sat down next to her: "Mother, the second sister-in-law is pregnant again, you don't have to worry about not being hugged by your grandson, as for me, let's let nature take its course, okay?"

Song's mother nodded his forehead, and said angrily: "You, you have big ideas, and mother can't tell you. Sigh, I don't think Nizi's partner is very reliable, maybe we will break up at some point."

"What's wrong?" Song Cun was surprised.

Mother Song frowned: "I went out when I was free some time ago, and I haven't seen her go out these days. Why do you think it's so difficult for this girl to get married? She is twenty-three and soon twenty-four."

Song Cun didn't have a good solution for this matter. Marriage is a matter of fate. He asked, "What did she say?"

Song's mother shook her head: "Ask her like a saw-mouthed gourd, and don't say anything."

Seeing her frowning, Song Cun said, "How about I go talk to her?"

Song's mother was overjoyed: "then you go quickly."

Song Cun knocked on the door of Song Nizi's room, and a muffled voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Song Cun smiled and said, "The third sister is me."

Song Nizi: "Xiaobao, the door is unlocked, come in."

Song Cun opened the door and saw Song Nizi lazily slumped on the bed, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Nizi said, "It's nothing."

Song sat down on the chair next to him and said bluntly, "Mother said that the person you were talking about might have broken up?"

Song Nizi rolled her eyes: "It's not that it's possible, but it's already broken."

Song Cun frowned and asked her, "What's going on?"

"Hmph!" Song Nizi looked angry, "Their family dislikes me for being low-educated. Didn't I just graduate from high school? What's the big deal. Luo Huan still graduated from high school, and he didn't dislike our family."

Song Cun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What about the man? What did he say?"

Song Nizi snorted, and said mockingly: "He wanted to continue dating me, but I didn't do it, why? I just graduated from junior high school, and I didn't make them dislike me. I dislike me now, and I will marry them in the future." You are not sure how to bully me, I am not stupid."

Song Cun nodded: "If you break it, let's break it, so what do you plan to do in the future?"

Song Nizi looked at him in surprise: "You agree with me breaking up with him?"

Song Cun hummed, and said with a smile: "You also said that his family hates you. Since his family doesn't like you, why should you wrong yourself?"

Song Nizi sat up all of a sudden: "That is, if the purpose of marrying is to be wronged, why should I marry?"

Song Cun looked at her and said seriously: "Even if you don't have a date for the time being, you still have to find something to do, right?"

Song Nizi also wants to find something to do, but what is she looking for?

Song Cun thought for a while: "Why don't you learn how to cook with me?"

Song Nizi frowned: "You are in the town, how do you teach?"

Song Cun: "I'll write you a few recipes, you learn first, and learn a few dishes every week. After a long time, you will be able to cook more dishes."

Song Nizi asked him: "Did you read this recipe in a book before?"

Song Cun nodded, and Song Nizi shook her head, "That's the guy you eat, how can I learn it? What should I do if I learn it?"

Song Cun laughed: "There are so many cooks, do you think you, a girl, can take away my job if you learn it? If you can really take it away, it means that you have learned cooking skills, so I don't have to worry about it. Besides, there are no cooks at home. There are so many dishes for you to practice, let me give you the pasta recipe first, and learn later.”

Song Nizi was a little moved in her heart, and she was even more repulsive to the person she was talking to. What are those men outside, and only her brother would think about these things for her.

Song Cun, a chef, personally taught her. After half a year, Song Nizi's culinary skills have become impressive. When guests come to the house, Song Cun will stop cooking, and she will basically be in charge of the cooking. Song's mother saw that she was good at cooking, although she was also worried about her marriage, she didn't talk much about it, after all it was useless.

In mid-October, the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination came, and the whole country was boiling.

Luo Huan has not been pregnant for more than a year. When the news of the college entrance examination came, she was happy and guilty at the same time. She wanted to take the college entrance examination, but what about Song Cun? Will he agree? Even if Song Cun agrees, will the parents-in-law agree?

After school that day, she returned home early, did not eat at the state-run restaurant, did not cook, and sat on the stool absent-mindedly in a daze, until Song Cun came back and asked her: "What's wrong?" She woke up.

She pulled out a smile: "I'm a little tired from class today, and I want to rest."

The two have lived together for more than a year, how could he not understand her, he said: "The college entrance examination has resumed, and your household registration has not been changed. When will you sign up? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Luo Huan looked at him suddenly, his eyes were slightly red: "You, are you willing to let me take the college entrance examination?"

Song Cun smiled: "Why don't you go?"

After hearing this, I have to say that Luo Huan breathed a sigh of relief, she choked up and said: "But, but"

Song Cun sat next to her and held her hand: "Not only you go, but I also go."

Luo Huan stared at him blankly: "You"

Song Cun looked at her expressionlessly: "You don't believe in my ability?"

Luo Huan was taken aback, but instead asked, "Then what about your restaurant work?"

Song Cun said: "I plan to give up the restaurant job to my third sister. If I fail the exam, I don't plan to work in the restaurant anymore."

Luo Huan frowned, but Song Cun said, "I know it shouldn't be a problem for you to get into university with your ability. Even if I don't get into university, do you think that if you go to university, can I still work in my hometown?"

Luo Huan looked at him, unable to say a word for a while, if she was admitted to the university and Song Cun failed, would she really want to live apart? She is not a heartless person, besides, for a man like Song Cun, it is hard for her not to like him, she simply cannot bear to part with him.

Song Cun said again: "Even if I didn't go to university, I can still support you if I went outside. Don't worry, besides, I have finished all your high school textbooks. Maybe I will pass the exam if I work hard?"

Luo Huan said: "I'm not worried, your cooking skills are so good, you won't go hungry anywhere." After a pause, she gritted her teeth and said: "If you work hard, you can work hard. Anyway, give the job to Third Sister. Not for outsiders."