The original owner was quite obedient; she did whatever her husband told her to do, and if he said to hide in three places, she would hide in three places.
"I worked so hard to make and sell tofu so you could go to school, but I didn't do it well and a lot of it went bad. Everyone in the village knows that. You ungrateful wretch over there don't know or see anything. All you can see is Li Qian, right?"
Tan Zian was speechless. He lowered his head, feeling extremely guilty. He used to only know how to have fun and had never paid attention to these things.
"Tan Zian, it's all my fault. I was stupid to think I could make you carefree by sacrificing my own well-being. I won't do it again. You can eat whatever I eat. I'm so angry today, so you don't need to eat either. Get up at three in the morning to work!"
Sorry, she ate a lot before leaving the house.
Tan Zian felt uneasy. He had just seen the job posting; it seemed to be for embroiderers. After training, they would only earn one silver dollar a month, whereas now it was only ten dollars a month…
He didn't know why Li Qian told him that, nor did he know what was going on.
The silver dollars these days are real silver coins, one of which is equivalent to four hundred dollars. (For plot purposes.)
"Mother, I understand."
Mo Yan was very satisfied with his reaction.
"Go back to school now, Tan Zi'an. Where are your report cards?"
Suddenly, Mo Yan remembered something: the original owner of this body had never seen his report card.
Tan Zi'an was a little embarrassed...
Actually...
"You're not going to go out and play, are you? Don't tell me you're just loafing around all day! I want to see your report card tomorrow!"
Tan Zian looked a little guilty, and Mo Yan could tell there was definitely something fishy going on.
“If I can’t see you, I don’t mind going to find your teacher. It’s not that far. I can see him when I go to sell tofu.”
Tan Zian: "..."
Tan Zian panicked even more, completely at a loss. "Mother, I... I didn't do well on the test," Tan Zian said through gritted teeth.
Mo Yan calmly said that it didn't matter if she didn't do well on the test. "It's okay, I just need to see the report card and the test paper. You can be not smart, but you must see the test paper."
Mo Yan's words made Tan Zi'an droop his head, not daring to look up at Mo Yan at all.
Seeing this, Mo Yan knew there was a problem.
"Don't force me to go to your teacher myself, understand?"
Tan Zian: "..."
"Mother, I understand. I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Tan Zian returned to his room and sat at his desk, extremely anxious. He stared at the books in front of him, feeling utterly miserable. He kept scratching his head, wondering what to do, what to do, what to do!
What if my mother sees my exam paper?
Tan Zian had insomnia and eventually fell asleep on the table.
At three o'clock sharp, Mo Yan came to call people.
She didn't care whether this ungrateful wretch had slept well or not; as soon as she came in, she grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up.
Tan Zian felt pain all over his body, and lying on the table was not comfortable at all. The next second, he was thrown to the ground.
"mother?"
He groggily got up and looked out at the pitch-black sky, feeling a bit confused. Wasn't it still dark?
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