80s Eldest Sister is Like a Tiger: Crashing Scumbag Dad's Wedding Feast

In the 80s, a scumbag father brings his mistress into the house, lives in his ex-wife's home, sleeps in her bed, and even abuses his ex-wife's children!

Then, Yao Shu, specifically in...

Chapter 170 is quite interesting.

Chapter 170 is quite interesting.

The next day, Yao Shula watched as Yao Shuli made a mark on the calendar.

"Big sister, there are still six days until Tiantian comes back." Yao Shuli looked at the calendar she was tearing off each day with a serious expression.

Yao Shula nodded. Yes, Xiao Tiantian will be back in six days.

“Yes, we’ll cook him something delicious when he comes back!” Yao Shula agreed.

The three siblings began to wait for Xiaotian to return.

...

"Cousin, why is that guy still coming to your house to wait for you every day?" Yao Shula said to Miao Yamin while picking up mung beans.

Miao Yamin was still looking at Yao Shuli's homework, without even looking up.

"That's right! They're like chewing gum, you can chase them away and they'll come back."

Now she's so diligent, bringing me breakfast first thing in the morning.

I didn't see him this diligent during the two years I spent in Pengcheng.

He's really a weirdo. I stopped dating him, and now he's getting anxious.

Just last week, his mother came to my house and waited for me, saying she was there to apologize, but actually she just wanted to ruin my reputation.

When my mom found out, she told my grandma, and my grandma, along with my aunt and several sisters-in-law, went to stand up for me.

He gave his mother a thorough dressing-down, and then slunk away.

"Oh dear, this question is wrong. It's obviously a careless mistake. I'll give Shuli a couple more questions like this later." Miao Yamin said to Yao Shula while correcting the homework.

Yao Shula really didn't know about this!

"There's such a thing? Why didn't anyone tell me? Sister Yamin, how could you keep this from me?" Yao Shula said in surprise.

Miao Yamin then looked up.

"You're being asked to go? That's what I was thinking. My grandma said that if you went, you'd drive my ex-boyfriend's mom crazy."

"It's a small matter, not worth calling you over."

Yao Shula...

Grandma's meaning was very clear: such a small matter was not worth Yao Shula's effort.

Not every argument is worth Yao Shula getting involved in.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you then! Cousin, you must tell me if anything happens in the future."

"We're all family. If I don't help you when you're in trouble, who will?" Yao Shula reminded Miao Yamin.

Miao Yamin nodded, indicating that she would definitely invite Yao Shula if there were any similar occasions in the future.

"You know what, since I've been going back to Shanghai every day, this courtyard seems to have become much quieter!"

Every time I came before, Tian Tian would always be the first to run out and greet my cousin, pouring me tea and bringing me snacks.

"I've missed Tiantian terribly these past two days!" Miao Yamin sighed.

Yao Shula immediately sighed as well.

Right? I'm not the only one who feels this way. Anyone who has spent time with Xiaotian would feel the same way.

These past few days, when I went to the market to buy groceries, everyone I ran into asked, "Where's Tiantian? Why didn't you bring Tiantian with you to buy groceries?"

This withdrawal is really tough!

Just as Yao Shula was about to discuss this issue with Miao Yamin, a voice came from the top of the courtyard wall.

"Teacher Miao! Teacher Miao! Do you want some cantaloupe?" Zhou Ping'an was perched on the wall again.

Yao Shula was a little surprised. When did Zhou Pingan and Miao Yamin become so familiar?

Although Miao Yamin often came to her home, she wasn't really that familiar with Zhou Ping'an.

Under Yao Shula's watchful gaze, Miao Yamin actually stood up and walked towards the top of the wall.

"Is it delicious?" Miao Yamin asked Zhou Ping'an, tilting her head back.

Zhou Ping'an immediately grinned, showing off his big white teeth.

"It's delicious! So sweet! It was just delivered from the countryside. I heard your voice in the yard, so I came to ask."

I'll get you a basket.

As he spoke, Zhou Ping'an disappeared from the wall again. Less than two minutes later, he handed a basket to Miao Yamin.

"I brought you eight. Don't be fooled by their small size; they're very sweet, and one won't fill you up."

Zhou Pingan also explained it to Miao Yamin.

Miao Yamin immediately accepted it with a smile.

After exchanging a few more words, Miao Yamin came over with her basket.

Yao Shula quickly washed four cantaloupes and they each started eating one.

Without Yao Shula pressing for answers, Miao Yamin readily explained what had happened.

It turns out that Miao Yamin went to the school for a meeting last week to hear about the school's arrangements for the new semester.

It just so happens that Zhou Ping'an also went to No. 1 Middle School to ask about something that day.

Zhou Pingan might be able to find people for other things, but he really didn't know anyone at school.

After circling around the school, Zhou Pingan finally spotted Miao Yamin, who looked somewhat familiar.

“You are… Shura and Shuxin’s cousin! I’ve seen you twice!” Zhou Ping’an quickly moved closer.

Miao Yamin also recognized Zhou Ping'an.

Isn't this my cousin's neighbor? My cousin said he works at the traffic police station and lives with only his grandmother.

"Are you Grandma Zhou's grandson? Hello! What brings you to the school?" Miao Yamin asked quickly.

Zhou Pingan then explained what had happened at the school.

Grandma Zhou's younger brother has a granddaughter who is in her second year of high school. Her home is quite far away; it takes about twenty minutes to cycle there.

All the high school students at No. 1 High School have to attend evening self-study sessions. Zhou Ping'an's cousin, who lives several floors away, spends a lot of time commuting every day.

Moreover, it's not very safe to go home late at night.

According to my cousin, she encountered hooligans on the road several times. If she hadn't been riding her bicycle fast, she probably would have been harassed by them.

Grandma Zhou's younger brother, who is also Zhou Ping'an's great-uncle, wanted Zhou Ping'an to ask if it was possible to arrange boarding school.

Zhou Ping'an's parents left when he was young, and his grandmother was able to raise him with a lot of help from his maternal family.

Zhou Ping'an agreed to help look for it without hesitation.

Who knows...

"I asked around and found out that only senior high school students in the county can board at school; junior and sophomore students can't," Zhou Ping'an said with a hint of helplessness.

He's like someone holding a pig's head but can't find the temple gate.

Upon hearing this, Miao Yamin immediately took Zhou Ping'an to find a school leader.

That person had a good relationship with Miao Yamin's father, and it was he who helped Miao Yamin transfer to No. 1 Middle School.

Finally, a solution was devised: boarding school was possible, but students would have to live with senior high school students.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping'an said that as long as he could live on campus, it would be fine.

With Miao Yamin's help, Zhou Pingan successfully helped his cousin complete the procedures for boarding at school.

Meanwhile, without Miao Yamin's prompting, Zhou Ping'an quietly noted down where the school leader lived and sent a large box of gifts over one night.

Later, he wanted to give Miao Yamin something to express his gratitude, but Miao Yamin insisted on not accepting it.

Yao Shula looked at Miao Yamin, then at Zhou Ping'an's yard.

"Cousin, Brother Ping An is a really nice guy!" Yao Shula whispered.

Miao Yamin nodded immediately.

"Yes, he's capable! He also knows how to be grateful. He said his great-uncle helped his family a lot, and he's always remembered it!"

“Brother Ping An has a good job too!” Yao Shula continued.

“Yes, the traffic police. They can know people in any organization besides schools!” Miao Yamin continued.

Yao Shula chuckled.

Both of them seem quite interesting.