After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

On the third day, when Wen Yi and the Cheng family arrived in the county town, the clock had already struck two in the afternoon.

They also need to take a bus from the county to the city. Mr. Cheng had already asked a friend to buy train tickets in advance for tomorrow morning.

They must arrive at the city's train station today, spend the night there, and then squeeze onto the train the next morning, which will take more than 30 hours to reach Zhejiang Province.

The four of them, carrying large and small bags on their shoulders, looked quite disheveled.

On the day he was to return to school, Zheng Jin found his mother and said bluntly, "Mom, I don't want to go to school anymore."

Upon hearing Zheng Jin's words, Zheng's mother stared at her youngest son in utter astonishment, her expression as if she were looking at an idiot.

He said, "You're in your last semester of junior high, aren't you thinking about getting your diploma? Now you're acting like you've had an epileptic seizure, yelling that you don't want to go to school? Have you lost your mind?"

Zheng Jin was already used to his mother's foul language. After all, when his mother was angry, she would curse herself, let alone others.

Zheng Jin explained, "Going to school now won't teach you anything; it's just a waste of time. Come with me and talk to our principal. I'll just quit school and take the exams later. With my terrible grades, I'm not going to take the high school entrance exam anyway."

Seeing that her youngest son was still trying to persuade her, Zheng's mother slapped him hard on the back and scolded, "Do you think the principal is your father? You think whatever you say goes?"

"Don't get your hopes up. Your principal isn't your father; he won't listen to me."

Zheng Jin still wanted to make one last desperate attempt: "How do you know it won't work if you don't even try?..."

Before Zheng Jin could finish speaking, his mother interrupted him, saying, "Stop talking nonsense. There's no room for discussion. You must go to school obediently."

Seeing Zheng's mother's resolute attitude, Zheng Jin deflated like a punctured balloon and could only dejectedly return to his room to pack his things.

In the afternoon, Zheng Jin carried a heavy schoolbag and walked slowly towards school like a snail.

It takes him five or six hours to walk from home to junior high school, and he carries a week's worth of food on his back.

He went to school with Zhang Xing, and he was listless and dispirited the whole way.

Looking at his listless appearance, Zhang Xing asked curiously, "What's wrong with you today? In broad daylight, you look like your soul has been taken away. Your eyes are empty and lifeless, your steps are as heavy as lead, and you're listless and can't muster any energy."

"I didn't want to go to school at all today, it's so boring..."

When Zhang Xing heard that he didn't want to go to school, he sighed like a deflated balloon: "I don't want to go either, but I'm only one semester away from graduating. I'll really be unwilling to give up if I don't get my diploma."

Zheng Jin shook his head without saying anything more. He was still thinking about how to persuade his mother to let him take leave.

"You'll graduate in another two or three months and get your diploma, so why are you in such a hurry now?"

"I want to make money."

Their conversation could be faintly heard from the overgrown weeds along the path leading out of the village...

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After a long journey of three days and two nights on the train, Wen Yi and her three companions finally disembarked at Urumqi Station in Zhejiang Province.

They were still far from their destination and needed to find a hotel in Urumqi to rest for a while before heading to their destination the next day.

They had been on their way here for a week, which completely impressed Wen Yi. Now that she was out working, she would never want to go home unless there was something important to do, since the journey home was still fresh in her memory.

As she recalls the terror of being shoved onto the train, the nauseating smells of sweat, feet, urine, and the mingled odors of various foods... just thinking about it now makes her want to vomit.

When the four arrived at their destination, they had already rested at the hotel the night before, so they were in good spirits.

Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong were visiting Zhejiang Province for the first time. Like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, they were amazed by everything they saw.

Compared to that remote little village, this developed area is worlds apart; all that can be seen in the village are endless mountains and ridges.

Everything here is bustling, busy, and full of vitality. Shopping malls, restaurants, and entertainment venues are crowded with people, and everywhere is filled with the atmosphere of life and vitality.

Wen Yi was on that hillside a week ago, and a week later she was in a bustling place more than 2,000 kilometers away.

Seeing the two looking around anxiously, and with the crowds and traffic surging around, Cheng's mother was afraid that something might happen to them if they were not careful.

So I told you, "You two be careful, don't look around."

Cheng Qingsong's attention wasn't on the people around him, so he didn't hear it. Wen Yi heard it and quickly pulled Cheng Qingsong.

“Your mom is talking right now, so you’d better watch out. Go ask her where we’re going. Look at us, all these bags and packages standing here, we’re attracting a lot of attention.”

Cheng Qingsong took the opportunity to grab Wen Yi's outstretched hand. He thought Wen Yi was scared, so he quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, my dad has already gone to find a car."

After they left the station, Cheng's father told them to wait there while he went to find a car.

"This place is really bustling; it must be easy to find a job here, right?"

Cheng Qingsong nodded repeatedly, expressing his deep agreement: "With so many people, there must be something suitable for us to do, so let's put our minds at ease."

Cheng's father found two tricycles. Cheng's father and mother sat in the front one, while Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong sat in the back one.

Mr. Cheng offered one of his cigarettes, which he usually couldn't bear to smoke, to each of the two men.

The tricycle driver who was driving Lavin said to them, "Sir, just follow our vehicle when the time comes."

Looking at their huge pile of luggage, the tricycle driver felt it wasn't worthwhile to take them for a ride. He wanted to raise the price, but he was too embarrassed to go back on his word, since they had already agreed on the price.

He muttered reluctantly, "You only said you had luggage, but you didn't say there was this much."

Mr. Cheng quickly apologized with a smile, "Yes, it was my fault for not explaining clearly. How about this, we agreed on four yuan, but I'll add one more yuan now. After all, it's not far from South Street, it's just that we have a lot of luggage."

The tricycle driver still looked reluctant: "Fine, we'll lose a lot of money if we take this fare from you."

When Cheng's father heard this, he pretended not to hear it. They were migrant workers from out of town, and it was better to avoid trouble.

The tricycle kept stopping and starting. Wenyi watched the people passing by the tricycle and those riding bicycles, feeling envious. They all seemed so busy.

He, however, was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, finding everything strange and wonderful after entering the city.