Chapter 13 Transmigrated as a Little Bitter Gourd 13

Ji Dong and Tang Juan were unable to contact them at all.

With so many things piling up, the two of them didn't even have time to take care of Ji Xianli.

The old man and Ji Huaizhi stayed in their hometown for more than a month before going to the city. During this time, the old man never mentioned his son and daughter-in-law.

This is completely hopeless.

After returning to the city, the old man and Ji Huaizhi bought a second-hand stroller.

When he was paying, he saw his grandson pay first and asked, "How come you still have money?"

"You probably don't have any money on you."

Ji Huaizhi calmly pushed the cart and said, "I earned all of this by playing games."

"You can make money playing video games?" the old man asked doubtfully. "I see you playing video games every day to make money?"

He thought he had gone astray and was planning to confiscate his phone as soon as he started school.

"Grandpa, things are so advanced now. I'm pretty good at games, and they'll pay me if I help others level up."

The old man didn't understand the young people's ideas, but he felt that this business was not worth doing.

“We won’t make that money. Grandpa can make money selling potato pancakes.”

"Stop playing that game."

It affects my studies.

Ji Huaizhi: "It won't affect your grades. I'll make sure you get first place in the grade next time."

The old man chuckled: "I don't want a next time, I want you to come back first in your grade every time."

"Then I'll give it a try."

When the old man got busy, he forgot about his troublesome son.

My heart is filled with the excitement of making money by setting up my own stall.

Back in the village, his specialty was farming, but now that he's in the city, he doesn't know anything about it.

He had only just learned how to navigate a traffic light.

Now that he can set up his own stall and earn money, he's quite excited, to be honest.

After the start of the school year, a teacher from the lower grades came to find Ji Huaizhi, saying that he was Ji Xianli's homeroom teacher.

"I heard that Ji Xianli is your younger brother. Why isn't he coming to school?" The teacher came to ask him about the situation.

"Teacher, you've got it wrong. I'm not familiar with Ji Xianli."

The teacher asked in confusion, "Not familiar? Aren't you brothers?"

Ji Huaizhi shook his head: "You should call his parents. I'm really not familiar with them."

"Thank you, classmate. The teacher must have misunderstood."

When the teacher called Tang Juan, it was still very noisy on the other end. Only after hearing the teacher's words did the other person remember that her son had not registered.

The teacher was also surprised by how carefree the parents were.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'll send you the tuition fee here. I'll have Xianli come to study tomorrow." Tang Juan had tried calling the old man and the others before, but she couldn't get through.

I wanted him to help take care of Xianli, but he didn't even answer the phone.

"Xianli's mother, school has already started, and tomorrow is Saturday. Why are you sending your child to school?" The teacher was speechless.

I've never seen such irresponsible parents.

I forgot to register my child for school when it started.

I don't even know what Saturday and Sunday are.

"I'm so sorry, teacher. Something happened at home. My husband and I were both hospitalized, and we've been so busy since we were discharged." Tang Juan speaks much better now than before.

"I'll send the tuition fee to your phone right now, and I'll bring my child to school on Monday, okay?"

Although the teacher was unhappy, she didn't say anything more after hearing that there was something wrong at home.

"Send the tuition fee over here first, and I'll leave a copy of the textbook for Ji Xianli."

"Okay, thank you, teacher," Tang Juan said.

After hanging up the phone, I took a deep breath and wiped my face.

But because she forgot about the wound on her face that hadn't fully healed, she hurt herself.

"If it really doesn't work, call your dad and have him come and take care of the child," Tang Juan said impatiently.

Ji Dong was limping around in the living room: "I've made countless calls, but no one answers. I don't even know where they rented the house."

"What should we do? There's still a lot to do later." Tang Juan said anxiously.

Because of the accident involving the couple, they were unable to continue working.

I didn't look after the child much either.

Tang Juan received some compensation for being knocked down, but there has been no follow-up to Ji Dong's car accident.

Ji Dong: "Aren't you going to take Xianli to school on Monday? Go find Ji Huaizhi then."

Tang Juan looked disgusted: "I'm not going. I've already said I don't have a son like him."

"So I won't go looking for him."

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Ji Dong gave in to her: "Now is the time when we need help, why are you still so angry?"

"There's no one to cook at home now. Look at Xianli these past two months, look at him now!"

"You think I don't know?" Tang Juan resolutely refused to go to Ji Huaizhi: "Either let your dad come over by himself, or leave it like this. It's been almost two months, what's a little more time?"

"And your older sister, I thought she doted on you, but when you needed her help, she wouldn't even answer your calls?"

Ji Dong threw the things in his hand away.

He now has difficulty walking, has trouble moving around, and isn't very good-tempered.

"Now you're blaming me again. Didn't you look down on them in the first place?"

"Now you're sending them back? Do you think they're stupid?"

Ji Dong's appearance startled her.

Why are you taking your anger out on me?

Ji Dong's face darkened: "Isn't it all your nagging? If you're so tough, call your mom over to help."

Tang Juan: "Let them yell! What's so great about it? All they do is yell at me, you useless thing."

"I'll call my mom right now, because is she the same as your dad?"

Tang Juan, who was in the dormitory, took out her phone and dialed her parents' number: "Hello? Juanwazi."

"What's up with calling me?"

Tang Juan gasped and said, "Mom, didn't I tell you before that Dong Ge and I had some trouble? Now we need you to come and help take care of the kids."

"Do you think this is okay?"

The other party asked a few hesitant questions before getting down to business.

"It's not that I'm unwilling to help you, it's just that if I come over, your brother and sister-in-law will definitely be unhappy."

Tang Juan raised her voice, clearly annoyed: "What's wrong with them? I didn't invite them!"

"You brat!" Tang's mother said speechlessly, "You're a married woman, yet you still ask your family to help take care of the child. They're bound to be unhappy."

"If word gets out, people will laugh at us."

Ji Dong snorted coldly.

Tang Juan was getting anxious: "Why do you care about all that? Your daughter's family is in trouble now, so just tell me if you're going to help or not?"

Tang's mother finally relented: "Then give me my salary and I'll come over."

“Okay! Here you go!” Tang Juan agreed immediately.

After hanging up the phone, he said, "My mom will come tomorrow. It will be much more convenient if someone at home can help with cooking."

Ji Dong: "Hmph~"

"What kind of attitude is this? It's good enough that my mom came at all. Your dad is probably having a good time somewhere right now."

"Isn't your mom just after that little bit of salary? I won't give her that salary, and if you won't let me give money to my dad, I won't give her any either."

He now feels some regret.

If his father were here, he wouldn't be in such a predicament now.

"Fine, I won't give it to you. Why would I care about the little bit you give me?" Tang Juan had money on her.

At worst, I can just take the money from my own savings.