The slightest disturbance can make the air tense.
However, the atmosphere in the Zhang family was tense, as if it was about to explode.
After a long time, Zhang Fu broke the silence.
"This is what you really think, Zhang Baoer. Oh no, Qiao Baoer."
Fu Yujing couldn't calm down. Her throat felt like it was pierced by a red spear. The pain wasn't just in her throat, but throughout her body.
Zhang Fu: "Since you value your Qiao family so much, change your surname back to Qiao tomorrow, and you will have nothing to do with our Zhang family anymore.
There is also the matter of dowry.
You should go find your loved ones to make preparations."
After calming down, Zhang Baoer realized that the dirty voice in her heart was affecting her, and she didn't care about anything in anger...
Especially after the other party said that he didn't even prepare a dowry for her, she panicked, "Dad..."
"Don't call me dad!" Zhang Fu looked at her with disgust, "Since you don't recognize us who raised you for more than ten years, then we are done with each other from today on. Just wait for your real relatives to find you and do their best for you!"
Zhang Baoer was deeply hurt at this moment.
She was just too angry and said something without thinking, so why did her father take it seriously?
Did Dad want to get rid of her for a long time, and this incident was just an opportunity?
Zhang Baoer looked at Fu Yujing, still hoping that her adoptive mother would speak a fair word for her.
Fu Yujing didn't look at her.
Afterwards, the surname change was never implemented.
Zhang Fu could see that Meng Jianjun was a gigolo. If he saw clearly that Meng Jianjun and Zhang Baoer had a falling out, he would definitely not marry Zhang Baoer.
So I can only feel frustrated that I can make the promise but cannot carry it out.
Zhang Baoer ate at home for three days and sat on the bench for three days. Even if she took the initiative to talk, Zhang Fu and his wife ignored her...
Zhang Baoer began to pack up her belongings and make plans for herself.
He has always been extravagant and gave all his savings over the years to Qiao Yaozu.
You can only sell the things that can’t be worn or used.
Since she couldn't sell these old things in the compound, she disguised herself as someone else, found a faraway place, and went out early and came back late.
It's not that I haven't thought about finding someone to elope with...
But what does eloping mean? It means that the other party is not even as good as Meng Jianjun and cannot take responsibility.
She stopped thinking.
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have listened to the voice in my heart.
She is obviously a girl from a good family...
After five days of going out early and coming back late, I finally sold all the old things I didn't want, but I only got 40.68 yuan.
Zhang Baoer's face turned livid.
If she hadn't been in urgent need of money, the buyer would have seen her anxious look and calmly bargained for her...
Don’t want to think about it anymore.
She pocketed the money, packed her bags, and left without looking back when Meng Jianjun came to her house.
Fu Yujing was a little uneasy. After Zhang Baoer left, she went to her room and saw...
Empty.
Like a swarm of locusts.
Nothing is left.
She burst into tears.
Zhang Fu said, "This room should be vacated and the second son can live in it. There will no longer be a Zhang Baoer in the family."
Fu Yujing cried even more sadly.
That was the daughter she had raised with great difficulty, the daughter she had raised with great difficulty, even though she had almost given up the love she had for her two sons!
Unfortunately, no one cared about her thoughts, and no one comforted her.
The school officially expelled Zhang Fu after Zhang Baoer got married. Just when the latter was at the end of his rope, he was offered a part-time job.
Fu Yujing didn't have time to feel sad about the autumn and the moon, and followed Zhang Fu to move from the courtyard to the crowded tube building. After all, the courtyard they lived in now was allocated by the school.
Fu Yujing, who had just tidied up the young lady's room: ...
Zhang Fu, who had a capable father and promising sons, but allowed his wife to spend lavishly and didn't save a penny: ...
There was no private bathroom in the tube-shaped building, and the stove was also shared. If they wanted to eat anything, they had to go downstairs and queue up with a bunch of people. There was no privacy at all. They lived on the third floor, and clothes and pants were hung everywhere in the corridor, as well as children's diapers.
Fu Yujing had just moved in, and an old lady greeted her: "You are the newcomer, right?"
Fu Yujing forced a smile and was about to respond when she saw a little kid in open-crotch pants pooping a hot poop in the middle of the corridor, blocking her way.
The old lady cursed: "Didn't I tell you to go to the toilet? Don't you understand what I'm saying?!" Then she turned to Fu Yujing and said, "Wait a minute, sister. I'll be there in a minute."
The old lady went back to the house and rubbed the child's butt vigorously with a corn cob, causing the child to cry out in pain. Then she stepped on the burnt honeycomb coal and finally covered the child's fresh feces with a broom.
"Okay, big sister, just step over."
"good."
After moving everything, Fu Yujing looked around the room.
It's very small and not well-lit, so it's easy for people to get damp when they live there.
Night.
Fu Yujing thought of what the old lady had done during the day, pushed Zhang Fu's arm, and said, "Brother Fu, will our family not be unable to afford toilet paper in the future?"
"..." She wanted to use corn cobs, but he wouldn't stop her.
As a married couple for decades, Fu Yujing seemed to understand what Zhang Fu meant.
After a few seconds of silence, Fu Yujing asked again, "Brother Fu, how much of your salary is left after paying the rent?"
"I've contacted the boss."
"The rebellious son finally answered the phone?"
"Yes." Zhang Fudun paused and said, "He asked someone to find this house, and he also paid the rent. He paid enough for one year. He will continue to pay after one year."
"That's it?"
Zhang Fu rolled his eyes and said, "We are not old enough to retire yet, so it's good enough that we can pay the rent."
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Fu Yujing bit her back teeth, clearly dissatisfied: "What a rebellious son!"
"That's enough!" Zhang Fu interrupted. "You keep calling me a rebellious son. How have you treated your children differently over the years? Others prefer sons to daughters, but you prefer daughters to sons!"
Fu Yujing murmured in her heart, if she did this, wouldn't he have acquiesced?
The only thing to blame is the Qiao family's inaction and replacing their own daughter.
If I hadn't changed...
Fu Yujing was in a trance for a moment, thinking about Qiao Yu, who had not been replaced and had grown up under her knees.
Qiao Yu's character is not only admired by the old man, but also liked by Zhang Zhan. Although he is a bit vicious, he has skills and is much better than a fool.
Moreover, a good environment will not foster a vicious character.
If she and Qiao Yu had been in a relationship for more than ten years...
Oh, I can’t think about it.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to kill the Qiao family into pieces.
Zhang Fu added, "Not only did you raise Zhang Bao'er, but you also raised a strange man for such a long time... Zhang Zhan and Zhang Zhou didn't even cost me that much! Do you think they would be angry if they knew about this?"
Fu Yujing said nothing more.
Zhang Fu: "Zhang Zhan will pay for the rent in the future. When we are old, he will also give us the extra money. As for the rest, forget it."
Fu Yujing's chest seemed to be clenched tightly.
She felt the pain.
Her biological children are not close to her, and the children she adopted are still ungrateful. All her years of hard work have been in vain, and she probably won't be able to live like a human being when she gets old...
Her nose felt sore and a little blocked. "We are his biological parents."
"So what, how many times did you hold him when you were a kid?
Okay, my salary is enough for our daily expenses. If you want to live at the same level as before... forget it. If Zhang Baoer comes back to ask you for the money, just think about the consequences of giving it to her.
Not only will she not remember your efforts, she will also compare you to her biological parents."
As if thinking of the scene at that time, Zhang Fu's chest felt tight, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a sinister tone: "The little money you paid is not as much as the merit of her relatives squatting in the fenced yard."