Chapter 44 I'll Take Your Surname
Someone shouted, "Class is starting! The teacher is coming!"
The students rushed back to their seats, and Jiang Zhaodi let go of his hand.
Jiang Yuzhu lost her support and slid to the ground.
When the teacher came in, everyone was already seated in their places. Jiang Zhaodi stood there, staring blankly at her hands.
Xiang Bei had controlled her body just now, but she still had consciousness. She could even feel it when Xiang Bei pressed Jiang Yuzhu's head against the table.
At that moment, she and Jiang Yuzhu were the only ones who stood out in the class.
Jiang Zhaodi stood there, while Jiang Yuzhu's forehead and cheeks were swollen and red, and she looked very disheveled sitting on the ground.
The teacher was a very serious-looking person, but his gaze towards Jiang Zhaodi was still very gentle.
She knew about Jiang Zhaodi's family situation, and despite that, her academic performance did not suffer; she was always among the top students in her class.
Now that the college entrance examination has been reinstated, the focus on education has increased significantly. In the past two years, teachers were somewhat cautious, but in the last two years, everyone has become more serious about students.
After all, nothing is more important than getting students into university.
Especially for these senior high school students now.
The teacher disliked Jiang Yuzhu very much. It was one thing for her to dress up in a flamboyant way, but her studies were a complete mess.
She not only didn't study herself, but also frequently influenced her classmate Jiang Zhaodi, making the teacher even more disgusted with her.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhaodi's grades were not affected by her.
"Jiang Zhaodi, class is about to start, sit down."
Jiang Zhaodi sat down as the teacher instructed, and Jiang Yuzhu finally came to her senses, got up, and rushed out of the classroom.
The teacher slammed the textbook heavily on the podium, looking even more displeased.
This Jiang Yuzhu actually dared to skip class and leave. In the past, she would chat with some classmates who didn't do well in class, discussing things like the movie "Pearl" and imported snacks.
He just ran away while we were in class.
Not wanting to study also affects other students.
The teacher felt it was necessary to talk to Jiang Yuzhu's parents, as her attitude towards learning meant she would never be able to get into any school.
However, the most important thing right now is to teach the children. She will contact Jiang Yuzhu's parents about the conversations after class.
They're both children of the Chiang family, so why is there such a big difference between them?
"Class begins," Teacher Yan called out.
The classroom was so quiet that Teacher Yan's voice could be clearly heard by everyone.
Jiang Zhaodi kept replaying what had just happened in her mind, completely unable to hear what the teacher was saying.
Pay close attention in class; if you miss a point, no one will make it up to you.
Jiang Zhaodi quickly snapped out of her daze and tried her best to concentrate on what the teacher was saying.
The other students, however, were all frightened by Jiang Zhaodi's earlier demeanor. While Teacher Yan turned around to write on the blackboard, a small note was thrown in front of her.
It was thrown by Wu Yanan, who lived across the aisle from her.
Jiang Zhaodi opened the note and glanced at it.
Wu Yanan asked her what was wrong with her today, how dare she lay a hand on Jiang Yuzhu, wasn't she afraid of getting beaten when she got home?
Everyone knows that Jiang Zhaodi's father doted on his daughter Jiang Yuzhu the most.
Jiang Zhaodi suddenly widened her eyes, staring at the words that appeared on the note.
【Get lost! If you pass me another note, I'll tell the teacher you're disturbing my studies. Remember to pay for my clothes, or I'll go to your house and make a scene. Aren't you afraid your mom will beat you?】
Then, her hand involuntarily crumpled up the note and threw it back at Wu Yanan, hitting her directly in the cheek.
Wu Yanan was already angry after being hit in the face, but she was even more incredulous after opening the note and reading its contents.
Because of her anger, she didn't even notice that the teacher had walked up to her desk at some point and seen the contents of her note.
Teacher Yan tapped on Wu Yanan's desk with her textbook.
"Now, Wu Yanan, please answer this question."
Upon hearing Teacher Yan call her name, Wu Yanan stood up tremblingly and then cast a pleading look at Jiang Zhaodi.
Since the college entrance examination has enabled students to go to university, teachers have become much stricter with their students.
Wu Yanan's grades were only slightly better than Jiang Yuzhu's. Her mother said that if she went to high school, she could ask for more dowry when she got married.
She stared at the questions on the blackboard without saying a word. She had no idea how to do them; she usually copied Jiang Zhaodi's homework.
Now Jiang Zhaodi is focused on her textbook, writing down the points the teacher is explaining, and doesn't look at her at all.
"Go stand at the back. If you don't pay attention in class, do you even want to go to college?"
Wu Yanan bit her lower lip, turned her head and glared at Jiang Zhaodi, then went to stand in the back while crying.
Teacher Yan called on the next person's name, "Jiang Zhaodi, you tell us, what is the answer to this question?"
Jiang Zhaodi stood up and gave the correct answer, and Teacher Yan showed a satisfied expression.
"A very small number of students who don't like to study should not bother those who do."
Wu Yanan's face turned even uglier.
After class, Teacher Yan left the classroom, and Wu Yanan immediately sat down, buried her face in her arms on the desk, and started crying.
Jiang Zhaodi sat motionless on the table.
Today's events were too much of a shock for her, leaving her in no mood to comfort her good friend. She needs to process the situation herself first.
Several girls surrounded Wu Yanan, comforting her while making sarcastic remarks about Jiang Zhaodi. But Jiang Zhaodi didn't hear a word they said, because today's events had overturned her previous understanding, leaving her only in shock.
She knew that Jiang Yuzhu had run away most likely to complain to her father. The thought of her father slapping her made her tremble with fear.
But then she remembered that her father slapped her this morning, but it didn't hurt.
In short, my mind was a mess, and I couldn't concentrate on the morning classes at all.
The school cafeteria serves lunch, and Jiang Zhaodi instinctively picked up Jiang Yuzhu's lunchbox, as she always helped Jiang Yuzhu get her food.
Jiang Yuzhu always eats meat at every meal; she can only afford vegetables. Even the meat is leftovers from Jiang Yuzhu's meals.
But Jiang Yuzhu isn't here today; I don't know where she went.
Get your food, eat, and don't think about things unrelated to studying.
Jiang Zhaodi put down a lunchbox, then took her own lunchbox to the cafeteria to get food.
It was still just a vegetarian dish.
Boiled cabbage, without a drop of oil, was still delicious to her even after she mixed it up. At least she could eat her fill at school.
But as I continued mixing, I realized something was wrong.
There were two pieces of braised pork hidden under her rice.
Jiang Zhaodi took a closer look and confirmed that they were indeed two pieces of braised pork.
She just saw with her own eyes that the cafeteria lady served her white rice; there was no way she would have been given braised pork.
She remembered those strange characters again.
[You did alright today, but I did most of the work, so I can only reward you with two pieces of braised pork. If you do as I say next time, I'll reward you with a whole plate of braised pork.]
The braised pork, about the size of a mahjong tile, made Jiang Zhaodi subconsciously swallow.
It smells so good.
She looked around, feeling a strange sense of guilt. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she quickly picked up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks and put it whole into her mouth.
Jiang Zhaodi thought to herself, "So this is what braised pork tastes like. It's even better than I imagined."
She carefully broke up the remaining piece of braised pork with her chopsticks and mixed it with the rice, so that she could get a little bit of braised pork with every bite of rice.
Jiang Zhaodi was so engrossed in the delicious braised pork that she didn't notice a boy walking up behind her trying to dump the food from his lunchbox on her head. She also didn't notice that the boy slipped and spilled all the food and broth from his lunchbox onto his own head.
Surrounded by onlookers, the boy glared angrily at Jiang Zhaodi before quickly walking away.
Jiang Zhaodi was completely unaware of all of this.
After Jiang Zhaodi finished eating the braised pork rice with a devout expression and took the lunchbox to wash, she turned around and found the food that had been thrown on the ground.
There weren't many vegetables, but there was plenty of broth.
It's such a waste of all that white rice.
Jiang Zhaodi looked at the rice with heartache, and in the end could only sigh.
She washed the lunchbox, put it back, and went back to the classroom.
There's no one in the classroom right now. After everyone finishes eating, they'll go out for a walk.
Jiang Zhaodi sat in her seat, lost in thought.
After a long pause, she finally asked, "Are you really my future daughter?"
【Yes. 】
"So who will be my future husband?"
I don't know, maybe he's dead.
Xiang Bei answered without any pressure.
After all, the author herself didn't really like her so-called father, and in reality, that man was indeed dead.
This book recounts the hardships of my mother's life. My father is not the main character in the story; he is just one of the scoundrels who bullied my mother.
Therefore, there is no male protagonist in this book.
There was nothing wrong with Xiang Bei's answer.
Jiang Zhaodi glanced at the text and fell silent.
As more students entered the classroom, Jiang Zhaodi got up and went out to find a quiet place where there were few people.
"Ya Nan is my best friend. She's the only person in our class who's nice to me, but you seem to dislike her?"
Jiang Zhaodi longs for her parents' love and envies her siblings. She can understand that this daughter from the future doesn't like them, but why doesn't she like Wu Yanan either?
Xiang Bei raised an eyebrow; she wasn't too stupid, and could tell what was going on in her mind.
Compared to your so-called good friends, you seem to trust me, your future daughter, more now, since you haven't rejected my methods.
Jiang Zhaodi didn't speak, but felt a little embarrassed. "It's not so much trust as it is that you gave me meat, so you're a good person."
Even after the reforms, many people still couldn't afford meat. For Jiang Zhaodi, who had the lowest social status in her family, even a small piece of minced meat was a blessing.
Anyone who gives her meat must be a good person.
[That Wu Yanan was having an affair with your husband before you got married, and after your marriage, she gave birth to a son for him, whom you helped take care of. For the sake of that son who has nothing to do with you, you've been putting me in a difficult position, just like your family has been putting you in a difficult position.]
Jiang Zhaodi remained silent.
She had imagined that if she had a daughter, she would definitely treat her daughter well.
But now this daughter from the future is telling her that she has been wronging her daughter all along for the sake of a son with whom she has no blood relation.
She suddenly didn't want to discuss this topic anymore.
"What happened before when you said Jiang Yuzhu was a little bastard?"
[You do have a twin sister. When you were born, your father switched your biological sister with Jiang Yuzhu. Jiang Yuzhu is the daughter of your father's beloved woman.]
"What?" Jiang Zhaodi suddenly stood up.
Does my mother know about this?
I don't know right now.
When Yang Xinghua found out, she realized that Jiang Yuzhu's husband's family held high positions and that her three children benefited greatly from their status. Why would she turn against Jiang Yuzhu, who was now an official's wife, for the sake of a daughter she had never raised?
Jiang Zhaodi bit her lower lip. "Is everything you said true?"
【certainly. 】
"Where is my younger sister now?"
【have no idea. 】
Jiang Zhaodi sat back down. Since early this morning, everything that had happened had been shocking enough to make her.
Xiang Bei looked at the system with a puzzled expression, "The author knows so much, didn't she tell her mother?"
The system said, "As I said, when the author saw her mother being bullied badly by her family, she exposed Jiang Yuzhu's true identity in front of everyone, tearing away that veil of shame. But by then, many things were already set in stone, and the beneficiaries were unwilling to change anything. The author was also slapped by her maternal grandfather, who is Jiang Chaoying in the book, and became completely deaf in her left ear."
Xiang Bei then looked at Jiang Zhaodi, who was sitting there in a daze.
Someone on the second floor was carrying a bucket of water and splashing it at Jiang Zhaodi, who was sitting downstairs. However, the water missed Jiang Zhaodi, and she slipped and fell directly from the second floor.
The commotion startled Jiang Zhaodi. When she saw her classmate fall, she was about to go check on her, but her feet moved on their own and she walked away.
Ignore him, he won't die from the fall.
Xiang Bei was careful in her actions; she didn't kill him, but breaking his leg was a lesson in itself.
These sycophants of Jiang Yuzhu have helped her bully Jiang Zhaodi quite a bit.
[Since you can't concentrate on studying anyway, ask your teacher for leave, go home, get your household registration book, and change your name. "Zhao Di" sounds awful; just change it to "Si Jue Xiong Di" (死绝兄弟), so that it brings bad luck to that glorious couple.]
"Change your name?" Jiang Zhaodi was somewhat surprised.
Do you really like the name Zhaodi?
Jiang Zhaodi shook her head.
She then asked, "And you, what's your name?"
I'll take your surname; my name is Jiang Tian. You always said you'd make my future life sweet and happy, but you didn't keep your promise.
Jiang Tian is the author's real name.
Looking at those words, Jiang Zhaodi felt a surge of guilt. "I'm sorry."
She clearly swore she would treat her daughter well, so why did things turn out like this?
"Can I call you Sweetie?" she asked cautiously.
【Can. 】
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