Zhang Fuyao's eyes flashed with guilt, and he was a little lacking in confidence. He said, "I eat in the school cafeteria. Mom, didn't I tell you the cafeteria prices before? They are still the same now."
Seeing her son's disobedience, Shen Xiuhua became even angrier. She casually picked up a bamboo stick from the ground and said with even greater force, "Think carefully about what you had for lunch yesterday and how much did you pay for it?"
Although Zhang Fuyao had been eating out for lunch for the past half month, he still ate in the cafeteria at night. He knew the menu and prices, so he opened his mouth and ate, "The crucian carp is 3.5 yuan, and the vegetables are 50 yuan, a total of 4 yuan."
"You're lying! You clearly bought rice balls at the school gate yesterday. Tell me how much you spent outside this month!"
Zhang Fuyao looked up in surprise. He thought of Zhang Weilong, who had just left the yard, and instantly exploded. "Isn't that what Uncle Weilong said? He came back to tell tales just because the food at his own stall at the school gate was bad? He's sick!" He cursed Zhang Weilong dozens of times in his mind. Didn't he have any idea what Zhang Weilong's rice balls tasted like? They were terrible, so wasn't it normal for business to be bad?
After he found out that Zhang Weilong was also selling rice balls at the school gate, he secretly asked his classmates to buy him one. However, the taste was much worse than Xuehe Rice Balls. Therefore, every time he went to Xuehe Rice Balls, he would wear a hat to disguise himself. But he didn't expect that the petty Zhang Weilong would still come to his house to complain. It was really disgusting!
"Don't worry about who reported you. I'm just asking if you often go out to buy food from that ghost snow or something like that?"
"Yes...but mom, her rice balls taste delicious and are not expensive."
"It's not expensive?" Shen Xiuhua was almost mad at her son. 20 yuan could buy a lot of pork, but it wasn't expensive. "Did you steal the 300 yuan in my wallet?"
Zhang Fuyao's eyes dodged, and the next second he stubbornly stiffened his neck and said, "How could I steal it? I took it, I borrowed it!"
There was a "pop" sound, which was the sound of the bamboo stick hitting his body. Zhang Fuyao jumped up in pain.
Shen Xiuhua rarely beat her son, but mostly beat his two sisters. But this time, he not only stole money but also ate poisonous food. Shen Xiuhua was furious and she was determined to teach him a lesson today.
Zhang Tiandi also heard their conversation. When she came out of the woodshed and saw her mother about to hit her brother, she pretended to be anxious and said, "Mom, don't hit him. What did my brother do wrong that you have to hit him?"
"Just cook your meal!" Shen Xiuhua glared at Zhang Tiandi without a trace of guilt in her eyes.
Last week, she wrongly accused Zhang Tiandi, believing that her daughter had stolen the money and had beaten her severely. Now that she knew she had wronged her daughter, she showed no reaction at all, her heart set on the Pacific Ocean.
Zhang Tiandi felt very upset. She wiped the tears from her eyes and returned to the woodshed in a bad mood. She secretly swore in her heart that one day she would escape from this hellish place.
In the yard, curses and the sound of bamboo sticks hitting the ground rang out one after another, and Zhang Fuyao was chased all over the yard.
"I'll beat you to death, you thief! I'll beat you to death, you prodigal! You've even learned to lie!"
Although Zhang Fuyao was 15 years old, he looked like his father, Zhang Guiqiang. He wasn't tall, but he was very agile. Shen Xiuhua only hit him once at first, and the rest of the bamboo sticks seemed to have no eyes, so they just missed him.
After being beaten and scolded, Zhang Fuyao no longer dared to hide anything and honestly confessed how much money he had spent on Xuehe Rice Ball.
"What did you say? You spent more than 400 yuan, are you crazy?" Shen Xiuhua's eyes were full of disbelief.
Zhang Tiandi also said, "Brother, you only have 400 yuan a month for food. What do you eat for breakfast and dinner?"
Shen Xiuhua angrily said, "What are you eating? Just steal money from home to eat! Do you know that the food at that stall is not good?"
"Is there any problem? I'm fine, right?" After taking the medicine for more than half a month, Zhang Fuyao felt that his mental and physical state were better than before.
"Oh, if there's nothing wrong with it, how could you be as addicted as drugs? Think about it, aren't there a lot of people going to that store every day? If they don't eat for a day, it's like their parents have died."
"It's 100% a drug. If you take it again, you'll be ruined. Do you know how that guy at the end of the village died? He died from drugs. His whole body was rotten!"
"We only have one son in our family. If anything happens to you, how will your father and I survive?"
Zhang Fuyao fell silent. He really couldn't forget the food on the Xuehe rice ball. He felt itchy if he didn't eat it for a day. He had never thought about it in the way of drugs.
But, could the boss really have added something illegal? Moreover, he wasn't the only one who felt addicted. The rest of the class felt the same way. After trying Xuehe Rice Balls, they lost interest in other rice balls and wanted to eat them every day.
When Zhang Fuyao thought of this possibility, he trembled with fear. He had seen the man at the end of the village before he died. Not only was he skinny, but he also had mental problems. He didn't want to become that kind of person.
He bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "Mom, I was wrong. I won't buy it next time."
Shen Xiuhua glared at him with dismay and said, "We'll go get the money back tomorrow. Also, you need to go to the hospital for a checkup. If anything goes wrong, I won't let her off!"
Zhang Fuyao said, "I'm not going tomorrow."
"What? Are you really possessed?" Shen Xiuhua shook her son's shoulders twice, her heart filled with anger and worry, as if she was ready to kill him. Zhang Weilong was right. There must be something wrong with that stall. Otherwise, why would her son become stupid? He must have eaten something that damaged his brain.
"Mom, we don't do business on weekends."
"Oh, let's go get the money back on Monday."
"Mom..." After thinking for a while, Zhang Fuyao decided to betray Zhang Tong. "Zhang Tong often goes to Xuehe Rice Ball to buy food. I've seen her many times. Does she want to get a physical checkup as well?"
"What? Zhang Tong is eating too?" Shen Xiuhua stood up suddenly, patted the dirt off her butt and was about to walk out.
Zhang Tong lives next door to Zhang Fuyao's family, and the two families have a good relationship. Shen Xiuhua must tell her parents.
Shen Xiuhua turned back after walking a few steps. She glanced at her son, then went back to her room to get her wallet. She had to be on guard against thieves in the house these days.
Fifteen minutes later, the curses of middle-aged men and women and the cries of girls were heard from Zhang Tong's house.
Zhang Tiandi felt resentful when she knew that her younger brother was spending money recklessly at school. She had poor grades and wanted to go to school but couldn't continue, so her mother wanted her to drop out and do farm work at home, and then go to work in a factory after she turned 18. Her younger brother could go to school but didn't cherish it. Not only did he fail to get into high school with poor grades, but he also loved to compare with others and spend money recklessly.
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