Chapter 875: The Rope Breaks at Its Weakest Point

Although Wang An had forgotten about the matter, he was the eldest brother after all, and as the eldest brother, how could he be lacking in capability?

So, hearing Wang Yi's question, Wang An subconsciously said

"What's up? That classmate of yours—did she really fail the exam?"

Wang Yi nodded and said

"Yeah. She ranked 31st, just one spot away from making it."

Hearing this, Wang An was instantly fucking stunned. The County First Middle School only recruited 30 people from Xing'an Township, and this classmate of Wang Yi's had the nerve to rank exactly 31st.

Seriously, how could her fate be so fucking shitty?

Could it be that things in this world really are like the old saying: "The rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always finds the most miserable people"?

How the fuck could it be like this?

Holy fucking shit!

It had to be said that if no one gave her a hand, her life might truly be one of endless misery.

It was hard to imagine a girl in the bloom of her youth having to marry a moron six or seven years older than her. It was just fucking...

No matter who heard this, they would probably struggle to contain the anger in their hearts and resent the unfairness of fate.

Dropping his previous smiling expression, Wang An said

"You've been on break for so many days, why didn't you remind me sooner? I have so much on my plate every day, how can I remember everything? Fine, I've got it now. When I go to the county town tomorrow or the day after, I'll get this sorted for you."

Hearing this, Wang Yi immediately said very happily

"Thanks, Big Brother! Actually, based on the score, she did pass, but there were people tied ahead of her, and since the slots were limited, she got squeezed out. Oh, Big Brother, don't get it wrong—her name is Gu Xiaoshuang. 'Gu' as in rice, 'Xiao' as in small, and 'Shuang' as in frost."

Wang An gave Wang Yi a sidelong glance and said

"If you're so afraid I'll get it wrong, why don't you just get a piece of paper and write her name on it? Also, write down her age and home address. Make sure it's accurate."

Wang Yi continued very excitedly

"Aye, alright Big Brother, I'm going right now!"

As he spoke, Wang Yi turned and ran back into his room.

Hearing the conversation between the two brothers, Liu Guilan subconsciously asked Wang An

"Xiao An, what are you two talking about? I can't understand a word."

Hearing his mother's question, Wang An immediately smiled smugly and said

"Just a classmate of your youngest son who's in a bit of trouble, and your youngest son asked me, as the big brother, to help solve it. Don't worry, Mom, this is a piece of cake. Hehehehe..."

For some reason, whenever he had the chance, Wang An loved to show off his capabilities to his father and mother.

Although he usually got a few slaps from his father or mother after showing off, Wang An never learned his lesson and would continue to do it next time.

However, Liu Guilan was acting a bit unusual today. Seeing Wang An show off to her, she didn't give him a few slaps as usual. Instead, she asked with great curiosity

"What is it? What could make Xiao Yi that happy? I don't think he was even that happy before he found out he got into the County First Middle School."

It had to be said that Wang Yi's reaction was indeed a bit excessive; anyone who knew him would find it abnormal.

Under normal circumstances, who would be more concerned about someone else's affairs than their own?

It was simply that Wang Yi was too young and didn't know how to hide his emotions at all.

Wang An smiled and was about to explain when he heard Wang Dazhu speak

"It's that classmate of Xiao Yi's. Her biological father died, and her mother took her and her brother to remarry. The stepfather has two sons of his own, but that stepfather isn't a human being—he's a bastard. He's insisting that Xiao Yi's classmate marry his idiot son."

Sighing, Wang Dazhu continued

"That classmate of his is quite determined; she's desperate to study. But her grades weren't exceptionally good, so she threatened suicide to make a deal with her mother and stepfather: if she got into the County First Middle School, she'd study; if not, she'd marry the stepfather's idiot son."

After saying this, Wang Dazhu gestured with his chin toward Wang Yi's room and added

"So your youngest son decided to be charitable and insisted on helping his classmate. Since he doesn't have the means himself, he went to his big brother."

It must be said that although Wang Dazhu was usually taciturn and didn't like to talk, when he actually did, his tongue was "slick as grease," not inferior at all to Liu Guilan's machine-gun mouth.

It truly was a case of "birds of a feather flock together."

After listening to Wang Dazhu's account, Liu Guilan first sighed helplessly, then nodded with a face full of pity

"Helping is the right thing to do. This kind of thing should be helped if possible. My youngest son did the right thing. Who told him he didn't have the means, but his big brother does?"

As she spoke, Liu Guilan gave Wang An a sidelong glance, but it was obvious that her eyes were currently filled with the word "pride."

Although the wooden door had some soundproofing effect, it was quite mediocre, so only after hearing Liu Guilan say this did Wang Yi dare to come out of the room.

It was clear that the reason Wang Yi took so long to emerge was that he was afraid Liu Guilan would scold him again after hearing Wang Dazhu's explanation.

Mainly, in this house, whether it was Wang Dazhu, Wang An, Wang Yi, or the two younger sisters—in short, all five people surnamed Wang—had to listen to the one surnamed Liu.

The key was that Liu Guilan, this shrew—no, this strong woman—had a combat effectiveness that was absolutely fierce; no one dared to clash with her.

Wang An took the piece of paper handed over by Wang Yi and subconsciously frowned.

Seeing Wang An's expression suddenly change, Wang Yi didn't know what was wrong and subconsciously asked

"Big Brother, is there something wrong with my writing?"

Wang An said without even looking up

"This handwriting... was this written with a hand? Believe me, Xiao Yi, the characters I scratch out with my toes look better than your writing."

He wasn't lying; Wang Yi's handwriting was truly ugly. To put it bluntly, it was hideous.

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head sheepishly and said

"Yeah, Big Brother, I'll definitely practice writing better in the future."

On this point, Wang Yi didn't dare argue, because he had seen how incredible Wang An's calligraphy was.

Wang An blinked a few times and said

"How about this: I'll find some time tomorrow to write a few pages for you. You can follow those characters and learn how to write. Look at your handwriting—if you wrote a love letter in the future, no one would even bother to read it."

It had to be said that Wang An's words were indeed quite mean, but thinking about it carefully, they actually made a lot of sense.