Meng Zeyan and Teacher Zhang were sitting in the yard drinking tea and chatting. Tang Huan came into the yard with shrimp in his hand, smiled at Teacher Zhang, turned around and went into the kitchen.

Teacher Zhang had met Meng Zeyan in the principal's office last time, and the two of them were chatting casually about Tang Huan's grades.

"Your teacher praised you for your good grades. You will definitely be able to get into a good university!" Xing Cui said to Tang Huan happily as soon as she entered the kitchen.

Even though she is the mother of two children, Xing Cuishou has never felt the feeling of having her child praised by the teacher. Meng Zeyan is a bad boy, and it is a blessing that the teacher does not come to their house to complain.

Meng Zeyu's personality is not as bad as his brother's, but he is not a good student. He always ranks last in exams, and Xing Cui has been called over by the teacher several times.

This was the first time the teacher praised her for her ability to teach children and for the children’s good grades!

Tang Huan smiled and coaxed her: "Mom, which university do you think I should apply to?"

Xing Cui didn't understand this either. Applying to university nowadays was different than before. "Why don't you check if there's a local university you like that's close to home and convenient for you to come back to."

I just told her yesterday that I was moving out, so my mother-in-law probably forgot about it.

Tang Huan didn't insist on reminding her that she would be sad tomorrow.

Xing Cui was rolling out dumpling wrappers. A piece of dough turned into round dumpling wrappers in just a few seconds under her hands.

Tang Huan was learning how to roll out the dough, but his hands didn't work together, so the dough he rolled out was all sorts of weird shapes. But Xing Cui's hands were like magic; no matter what shape of wrapper she used, the dumplings she rolled out were all round and plump like little ingots.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy in the kitchen. After Teacher Zhang and Meng Zeyan finished talking about Tang Huan's grades, they had nothing else to talk about, so they began to introduce themselves.

After learning Meng Zeyan's name, Teacher Zhang was a little confused. "Student Tang Huan's last name is Tang, and yours is Meng?"

Brother Tang Huan doesn’t have the same surname as her?

Aren’t they siblings?

Meng Zeyan smiled and said, "She married into our family."

Teacher Zhang was quite surprised and looked at Meng Zeyan in shock, but then he felt that this was not a good idea and quickly looked away, "It's fine."

So the person he just praised for raising the child well was Tang Huan's mother-in-law?

The man he thought was his brother was actually Tang Huan's husband?

Meng Zeyan didn't want to say more on this issue, so he turned the subject and asked Teacher Zhang, "Is Teacher Zhang married?"

Teacher Zhang began to tell everything he knew...

After dinner, Meng Zeyan saw Teacher Zhang out. Before leaving, Teacher Zhang reached out and shook hands with Meng Zeyan, "I hope you will always be happy!"

The teacher seemed to have misunderstood. Meng Zeyan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he finally didn't say anything and just smiled.

This matter is too complicated to explain. Once I start explaining it, I will have to tell outsiders all the situations at home. Meng Zeyan doesn't want to say too much.

They are moving tomorrow, so Tang Huan plans to pack his things at home in the afternoon and still not go to school.

She calculated that she would move tomorrow morning, clean the rented house in the afternoon, and be able to go to class the day after tomorrow.

She needed to plan carefully to call the police to arrest Li Feng. She wanted irrefutable evidence, and the best way was to let the police catch Li Feng harassing her in the act.

Xing Cui sat in the yard all afternoon watching Tang Huan packing things in the room. She wanted to persuade her not to work so hard, as it would be in vain.

But Meng Zeyan left again after lunch. Xing Cui didn't know whether his problem was solved or not, so she didn't dare to stop him.

The original body didn't have many things, most of which were purchased by Tang Huan himself after he came.

I don’t know if there were suitcases in that era, but Tang Huan had never seen one. Fortunately, there were bed sheets.

A single sheet can hold all the clothes, and any remaining mess can be wrapped up with the sheet.

Three large bundles took up half of the bed, and Tang Huan deliberately left half of the bed for himself to sleep on at night.

Tomorrow morning, I'll get up, roll up my bedding, and move to the rental house. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)