At the age of 20, Zhong Hui married Ge Zhihua, a man from the same village, despite her parents' objections.
Eight years into the marriage, they had a lovely daughter. She thought that al...
Chapter 145: One Family is Happy, Another is Sad
One family is happy while another is sad. When someone is happy, someone else is worried. Upstairs, in the fifth grade classroom, Yang Fangqin sat in Zhong Xu's seat, looking at the ballpoint pen scratches on the desk, her brows furrowed.
On the podium, the head teacher, Mr. Bao, was analyzing the results of this month's exam. Yang Fangqin listened carefully. "Well, pretty good." Zhong Xu was third from the bottom.
Yang Fangqin took a deep breath and just wanted to go back and beat Zhong Xu up.
Zhong Xu's deskmate is Zhong Siqi. Yang Fangqin looked at He Yanqing standing beside her with her head held high with pride and felt extremely envious.
Zhong Siqi is among the top three in the class, and Teacher Bao has called her name several times. She is so envious. If possible, she really wants to exchange her child with He Yanqing.
"Yanqing, how about we change?" Yang Fangqin whispered to He Yanqing.
He Yanqing snickered: "I can't handle your Zhong Xu."
Yang Fangqin sighed, Zhong Xu was definitely a debt collector.
As soon as the parent-teacher meeting ended, Yang Fangqin just wanted to cover her face and leave quickly, but unfortunately, she couldn't leave.
Teacher Bao just "invited" her to visit her office after the meeting.
Yang Fangqin hesitated and went to the office. Teacher Bao smiled and asked her to sit down.
"Mother Zhong Xu, I asked you to stay because I want to talk to you about Zhong Xu's composition. The title of our composition this time is, My Family."
"Zhong Xu wrote in his composition, 'My family is small, my mother is the only one who raised me, and I love my mother very much...'"
Teacher Bao handed the composition book to Yang Fangqin. Yang Fangqin took a deep breath and looked at the scribbles on it, her eyes darkening.
Teacher Bao glanced at Yang Fangqin and said, "Mother Zhong Xu, a child's family environment is very important. Are you and Father Zhong divorced?"
"Huh?" Yang Fangqin was stunned. "No."
"Then why did Zhong Xu write in his composition that his mother was the only one at home?"
Yang Fangqin hadn't heard clearly just now, but when she heard it, she quickly started to read Zhong Xu's composition. My goodness, when did she become a divorced woman, raising a child alone and living a hard life.
Yang Fangqin was almost angry to death. She raised such a good son, but she was divorced.
Yang Fangqin quickly explained: "No, no, Teacher Bao, this is definitely a misunderstanding. Zhong Xu's father and I have a very good relationship."
"Is that so? That's good." Teacher Bao was also helpless, and then said, "Zhong Xu's composition has improved a lot this time. His sentences are smooth and he even uses idioms."
Yang Fangqin didn't hear a word. What she was thinking about now was whether she could pull out one of the row of bamboos she saw at the school gate just now.
After leaving Teacher Bao's office, Yang Fangqin was so angry that she saw stars.
The parent-teacher meeting for Linlin's class had already ended for a while. Seeing that Yang Fangqin had not come down, Zhong Hui stood at the stairs and chatted with He Yanqing.
Seeing Yang Fangqin coming down angrily, Zhong Hui mourned for Zhong Xu in her heart. It seemed that he was inevitable to be beaten.
When she got home, Yang Fangqin picked up the broom at the door and said, "Zhong Xu, come out and see what you have done."
"Mom, mom, don't be impulsive." Seeing her mother's attitude, Zhong Xu quickly hid behind his father.
Zhong Xiong stopped Yang Fangqin and said, "Wife, if you have something to say, please talk to me nicely. Please talk to me nicely."
"What else are you talking about? Your son said that we are divorced and he comes from a single-parent family. I was so embarrassed when the teacher talked to me today." Yang Fangqin shouted angrily.
What, when did he get divorced?
Zhong Xiong took one look at the brat Zhong Xu, silently made way for him, and handed him a useful feather duster.