After dinner, at Qian Duoduo’s ho.
Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian were checking howork at the desk, while Qian Duoduo was studying beside them.
"Duoduo, Mou Jingjing and Wu Qiong from your elentary school are in your class, right?"
"Yeah." Qian Duoduo obviously didn’t want to talk about it.
Reluctantly, Teacher Qian wouldn’t let her off the hook, "What happened this afternoon? I only have a vague idea, tell about it."
Qian Duoduo’s expression was not too good, "They were probably putting soil and leaves in Zhen Yu’s desk, so Zhen Yu went to settle the score with them."
Hearing this, Teacher Qian put down his pen, looked at his daughter with a serious voice and said, "You must not associate with those two girls in the future, their character is just too poor."
Mrs. Qian had been listening all along and chid in, "Right, or they’ll lead you astray too!"
Qian Duoduo had so agreent in her heart but still argued defiantly, "Am I soone who gets led astray that easily?"
Mr. and Mrs. Qian exchanged looks, but neither said anything.
Qian Duoduo felt aggrieved.
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At the sa ti, at the Zhen Family, three mbers were sitting together in the living room.
"Xiao Yu, do you think those two girls will dare to bully you again?"
After school, Fu Yu had told all his little friends about the afternoon’s incident.
To this day, Zhen Yu realizes that his gossiping abilities are not inferior to Bai Xue’s.
Upon hearing her daughter was bullied, Mrs. Zhen imdiately flared up.
"What happened? Who bullied Xiao Yu?"
After asking, she didn’t wait for an answer but glared at her son, "What kind of brother are you, just eating and doing nothing?"
Zhen Yan: "...Mom! Xiao Yu solved it herself, she didn’t even need !"
Speaking of it just brought back all his resentnt.
His sister was more capable than he was, Zhen Yan felt no sense of accomplishnt as a brother.
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"I’m fine!" Zhen Yu first reassured her mother and then changed the subject, "Zhen Halong hasn’t sent the child support, has he?"
Even though she knew if it was sent, Mrs. Zhen would definitely have ntioned it, she couldn’t help but ask again.
Mrs. Zhen’s face imdiately turned grim, "No!"
"I’ll go ask for it tomorrow." After saying that, Zhen Yu went to her room to study.
Mrs. Zhen looked at her son and gestured for him to leave too.
She rembered the gossip at the shop these past few days; the whole row of shops knew that Zhen Halong’s mistress was pregnant.
Those close to her would even co to counsel her, "Take it easy. You’re already divorced, just live your own lives."
Those with an ordinary relationship would avoid ntioning it in front of her.
But that woman’s relatives and friends weren’t so polite, they seed eager to visit Shoe City three tis a day, feigning casual conversation while every word was piercing to the heart.
Chasing this one out, and another one cos along.
Opening the door to do business, she could refuse entry to that woman, but she couldn’t stop all her aunts and her old lady from entering, could she?
Lately, Mrs. Zhen has been filled with both rage and resentnt but has had no place to vent.
As the saying goes, family sha should not be spread abroad; although this wasn’t exactly family sha, it was almost the sa.
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Zhen Yu sat in front of her desk; her book was open, but she was not looking at it. Instead, she mulled over the situation that had turned her mother pale at the ntion of "Halong".
As an adult, Zhen Yu keenly sensed sothing was wrong with her mother and imdiately left.
If Mrs. Zhen wanted to talk about it, she would have long ago.
Since Mrs. Zhen didn’t wish to ntion it, and it related to Mr. Zhen, Zhen Yu almost instantly guessed the reason her mother was upset.
The next morning, Zhen Yu followed her mother to the street.
Mrs. Zhen went to Shoe City, while Zhen Yu headed straight for Zhen Cheng Hardware.
In the hardware store that had just opened, there were only two people, Mr. Zhen and Zhang Fang.
"Welco," the short girl’s greeting stopped midway and turned to shout, "Boss, your daughter’s here."
Mr. Zhen was crouching behind the counter doing sothing and stood up upon hearing the call, smiling, "Xiao Yu’s here~ Take a seat there."
Zhen Yu didn’t hold back and sat down on a stool in the corner of the counter, "You got money on you, right?"
Mr. Zhen’s smile froze for a mont, as he walked out from behind the counter and said, "What does Xiao Yu want to buy? Sothing tasty? Dad will give you five yuan..."
Zhen Yu interrupted him with a cold voice, "Child support."
Mr. Zhen’s face completely lost its color, pulled up a stool to sit in front of his daughter, "Xiao Yu~ About your Aunt Ju..."
"My aunt died a long ti ago!" Zhen Yu rebutted coldly.
Mrs. Zhen had a younger sister who died before she was ten.
Zhen Yu was saying this purely to disgust her father.
Mr. Zhen’s face indeed looked as if he had swallowed a fly. After being silent for quite a while, he finally said, "Dad doesn’t have the cash on hand today."
"Where’s the paynt from yesterday?"
"Yesterday,"
"The day before yesterday?"
"Zhen Yu!"
"I’m not deaf."
"Dad is tight on money recently,"
"Saving up for your new son?"
Zhang Fang who inserted herself: "..."
Such a juicy story~
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"You and your brother don’t need to use much money for the ti being..."
"Whether we need it is our business, giving us the money is your business!"
"Can you wait a while, and I’ll give it to both of you together, okay?"
Zhen Yu finally lost her patience and exposed Mr. Zhen.
"Such a big shop can’t spare two hundred yuan each month? Your little wife won’t let you give it, will she?"
Mr. Zhen was hit where it hurt and a fleeting embarrassnt showed on his face.
Last ti, giving money caused an uproar when Ju Zhen found out. She had a big fight with him, and she’s pregnant~ he had to be considerate of her.
Zhen Yu, with keen eyes, taunted, "She made a fuss not to let you give? Ha~ of course! She’s carrying your ’son’~"
"Zhen Yu~ once she gives birth, I’ll pay you all at once, okay? Pregnant won can’t get angry,"
Zhen Yu shouted sternly, "Only she can make a fuss? Don’t push to make a scene!"
The mistress is pregnant with a child born out of marital infidelity, and I should help her maintain her pregnancy?
The adulterous father is scared of making the mistress angry when paying child support for his own children?
She’s so capable, why doesn’t she just ascend to heaven?
If she miscarried due to anger, that’s her own fault! Deserved!
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"Zhen Yu~ you’re old enough to understand so things!"
"I not only understand things, but I also understand law."
Mr. Zhen furrowed his brows, "What do you an?"
"The child support agreent."
Mr. Zhen’s complexion changed; today was the 16th, according to their agreent, he should’ve proactively given two hundred yuan to Mrs. Zhen on the 15th every month.
"Zhen Yu~" Mr. Zhen’s tone softened, "Just do Dad a favor,"
"No."
"It’s been hard for Xiao Ju to be pregnant with this child,"
"She deserves it!"
"Zhen Yu! Can’t you just act like a child!!"
"To not educate a child, the fault lies in the father."
"I!" Mr. Zhen was furious and suddenly stood up.
Zhen Yu narrowed her eyes and watched Mr. Zhen’s right hand that had been raised and then dropped. She also stood up.
"Give the money and I’ll leave."
"I don’t have it!"
Zhen Yu knew he had it and deliberately gave a bad suggestion, "Go borrow it from next door."
"Impossible!" Mr. Zhen was incredulous at his daughter’s suggestion.
Zhen Yu’s tone turned colder, "No money, no more Mr. Nice Guy."
Mr. Zhen remained silent, not believing they would actually sue him.
"Three counts," Zhen Yu counted coldly, "Three, two, one."
Mr. Zhen didn’t budge.
Zhen Yu walked away, her feet had just crossed the glass door when the atmosphere drastically changed.
"Wuuu~wah~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The voice was so loud that shop owners from neighboring businesses who were sweeping in front of their shops looked over.
Zhen Yu, with sharp eyes, spotted a familiar face, a notorious gossiper from the neighborhood. She plunged into the stout woman’s embrace, shouting and crying.
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