Xie Wan'er wasn't lying; she had indeed given her the study materials, just not suitable for her age. But she could argue that her brother had given them to her in the first place—was she supposed to blame him?
As for going out to play as soon as class is over at school, that's not quite accurate. Xie Qingqing was just discussing problems with her classmates, but even if we phrase it vaguely, it's not a problem.
Madam Xie values their education most. Even though the family is wealthy and can pave the way for their future, they should do what they are supposed to do at the appropriate age, instead of waiting for the family to pave the way and choosing to indulge in a life of pleasure.
What other rich kids want to do is their business. But she still has to care about her own family members.
"Your sister gave you extra tutoring and you still failed the test? You've disappointed me so much!" Madam Xie didn't even want to look at the report card anymore; it hurt her eyes if she looked at it too much.
The Xie family is full of high achievers, and she herself is a graduate of a prestigious university. If it weren't for getting married, she would have wanted to pursue further studies.
But she gave birth to an idiot, an idiot who failed his exams.
Xie Qingqing opened her mouth as if to explain something, but couldn't, and knew the other person wouldn't listen anyway. Her aunt listened because she respected and cared for her; not everyone is like her aunt.
For the first ten years, she did want to study hard, but the burden of her family prevented her from focusing all her energy on it. In addition, she had a younger brother who would often cause trouble and tear up her homework.
She was just an ordinary person, not a genius. She didn't meet the right person at the right age, so naturally she couldn't become the good child in their eyes.
"Mom, I will study hard." So, could you please look at me a little longer?
All she got in return for her expectations was Madam Xie's cold indifference.
"You probably won't learn anything like this. Forget it, just don't embarrass me in the future." Madam Xie no longer expected this child to succeed. This kind of rotten wood is better left to rot in the mud; she had no intention of helping her.
Even special tutoring didn't work for Wan'er, so even if she hires a private tutor, it probably won't help.
"Why are you so angry? What happened?" The old lady came back from outside. She had just visited her friend and then saw several people in the hall with different expressions.
"Grandma, look at me! I got second place!" Xie Wan'er walked forward with her report card, and even wrote her name on it.
Then he pointed to the name below, "This is my older sister, her ranking is... quite low."
She was looking forward to the old lady's praise, so that she could outshine Xie Qingqing once again.
The usually reserved old lady wouldn't say what she wanted to hear, but simply nodded kindly, "You did well on the test. Keep up the good work next time and try to get first place."
If the second-place student got in, the first-place student shouldn't have had a hard time, right?
"Qingqing, keep up the good work, and you'll move up one more spot next time."
The old lady didn't seem to care that much about grades. What can elementary school grades prove? Many people say they did terribly in elementary school but then started to improve in middle school, right?
Current achievements do not guarantee future results.
As long as their character is good, that's fine.
Moreover, her youngest daughter was quite fond of this granddaughter who had returned from outside, and because she loved her granddaughter, she naturally wouldn't be too harsh on her.
"Grandma, I will!" Xie Qingqing clutched the hem of her clothes, secretly vowing in her heart that she would definitely get good grades in the future!
"Yes, it's good that you have ambition." The old lady nodded and turned to go back to her room.
Mrs. Xie received a phone call and also left the hall.
The servants were busy in the kitchen, so now only the two of them were left.
Xie Wan'er's expression immediately changed, and she looked at the other person with disdain, "Look at you, you still failed the exam, you're really stupid!"
"You didn't give me any special lessons. What you gave me was all incomprehensible. I guess you didn't understand it yourself, that's why you gave it to me," Xie Qingqing retorted defiantly.
She finally understood: if she remained silent, the other party would only take advantage of her. Her aunt was right; that's how the world works—if you're strong, she's weak; if you're weak, she's strong.
"So what? It's your own fault for not understanding it, not my problem. I did give you the materials. With your grades, no one will like you. I advise you to give up your expectations. You're so stupid, don't end up having to ask your parents to send you abroad later."
Well-known universities abroad—those are the ones that truly have real value.
However, if it's some obscure university, it's just a "gilded" degree. Returning home does give you the title of "overseas returnee," but upon closer inspection, it's nothing more than a diploma mill in China. This is indeed a good option for wealthy second-generation students with poor grades.
"I'm going to apply to Peking University, you should go apply to Peking University instead." Xie Wan'er didn't hide her malice at all. There was no one else around, so she didn't bother to put on an act.
"Just because I haven't figured it out yet doesn't mean I won't be able to learn it in the future. Stop being sarcastic; you might not even get into university later." Xie Qingqing, who had changed her stubborn nature, couldn't help but retort.
"Hmph! I can't pass the exam? I think you're more likely to fail."
Xie Wan'er rolled her eyes. "Don't tell your aunt that I bullied you, will you? I didn't bully you, you tattletale."
Who liked being called a tattletale when they were little? Nobody liked it.
Because they don't want to be tattletales, many students miss their chance to ask for help.
Everything is just for the sake of saving face.
Xie Qingqing had no intention of telling anyone about this, since she didn't want her aunt to know about her poor grades.
"You're overthinking it. I'm not like you," Xie Qingqing said, turning and going upstairs.
We still need to find my aunt, but not to complain.
Meanwhile, Xie Jingyue, who was eating, received a call. She glanced at the contact name—Xie Qingqing. In an instant, various possibilities flashed through her mind, the most likely being that she had been bullied by someone.
So without hesitation, I clicked to connect.
"Hello? What happened?"
"Auntie, could you... could you help me buy some study materials? There are some parts I don't understand," Xie Qingqing said somewhat shyly.
Will her aunt think she's stupid?
"Can't understand it?" Xie Jingyue thought for a moment, then remembered that the child's grades were not very good, and he would be even more unaccustomed to the new environment.
"Okay, your aunt will buy you some. I'll also find you a tutor while I'm at it."
"What is family education?" Xie Qingqing didn't quite understand.
"It's like having a private tutor, someone who will help you with your studies. Does your mom give you any pocket money? Probably not. I'll top up your watch later, so you can buy whatever you want."
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