Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Because all students at No. 2 Middle School have to attend evening self-study classes, the He family has all three meals in the school cafeteria except on holidays.

As a primary school student, Heshan naturally did not have to attend evening classes. After school, he still went to the cafeteria of No. 2 Middle School to eat.

This time Zhao Hongjuan learned her lesson and asked He Tianming to eat early. When he went to Heshan, he only brought her a bowl of white porridge and pickled cabbage.

She sneered in her heart. No matter how much trouble this girl made, she was still in her palm and could be beaten to death by her.

Heshan originally thought that he would let her go since it was late at night and she had eaten too much and it was difficult to digest. However, when he looked up and saw the disdain hidden in the corner of Zhao Hongjuan's eyes, he instantly became unhappy.

She sighed softly: "Look at this bowl of porridge, it's so fragrant, white and beautiful."

Zhao Hongjuan curled her lips and nodded, thinking to herself that this is all you deserve.

"This delicious white porridge reminds me of my kind-hearted cousin."

Zhao Hongjuan frowned slowly.

"And I am just like this bowl of pickled vegetables. I am really not as good as my cousin. Although she has a mother but no father, she is much better than me who has both a father and a mother."

Zhao Hongjuan was impatient to waste time with her: "What do you want to say?"

Heshan curved his lips and chose to attack mentally:

"Hey, Mom, why do you think Dad doesn't like me? He can't really be biased towards boys, after all, he really likes my cousin~"

Zhao Hongjuan's eyes gradually became fierce.

"Ah, I can't... I can't love the whole house so much that I love the whole house too."

As she said that, she punched the fat boy He Tianming on the back and said, "What are you looking at? Look again, Dad likes our aunt and not our mom." He Tianming looked at her resentfully, but dared not say anything.

Zhuzhu felt sympathy for Ho Hongyun for a moment, and the mountain king would serve him some tea from time to time, and he would definitely make a big fuss when he got home.

But this is what they deserve, hehe.

As expected, these words made Zhao Hongjuan fall into deep thought for a short time.

She knew herself that although she was the only daughter of Zhao's parents, that was because they were injured when they were young and could not have children. In fact, they were very patriarchal and tried to have a son until they were in their forties. They gave up the idea when they saw that there was no hope. However, this could not make them transfer their love for their son to Zhao Hongjuan.

In the concept of their older generation, when they get old and die, they still have to rely on their sons. They don’t have sons but they have nephews. Originally, Zhao’s parents treated her nephew better than Zhao Hongjuan since she was a child. After she couldn’t give birth to a son, she was even less worthy of them.

Because she lived in such a family, Zhao Hongjuan felt that boys were the most important since she was a child. The family of He Hongyun, the man she married into, also favored boys over girls, so this concept was further deepened and she loved her son.

So after giving birth to He Yinzhang, she didn't think it was a big deal even if He Hongyun didn't like her, after all, she didn't like her either.

But now Heshan has made it clear.

She is a retired teacher after all. How could she not know what it means to love someone and love his dog?

Why doesn't He Hongyun like the girl she gave birth to, but he likes the girl born to that bitch cousin? Doesn't this mean that he is not as good as his cousin?

Thinking of this, she felt extremely uncomfortable and wished she could tear the bitch apart right now.

She thought that her cousin's husband had died, and she was kind enough to help her in the city, but this was how she repaid herself!

Zhao Hongjuan still had some brains after all. She knew that yelling wouldn't solve the problem now. She looked gloomily at Heshan who was still praising his aunt.

This idiot.

She silently calculated in her mind what the little brat had stolen from He Yinzhang.

But it wasn't just the new dress, there were also notebooks, pens, hairpins, rubber bands, shoes and so on. She used to think that the little bitch was short-sighted and that it was nothing for her to give her charity from a high position. But now thinking back, it was always Ho Hung Yun who did the good thing first, and it was ridiculous that she followed him.

Maybe he subsidized them a lot in private!

What’s even more hateful is that when they came to their home as guests, they drove He Yinzhang out of the room and slept in their own room.

No, I can't stand it.

Zhao Hongjuan immediately decided to break the agreement with He Hongyun and not to argue with her cousin. Every penny that was taken from her, Zhao Hongjuan, must be returned!

She took a deep breath. At this moment, Heshan's provocation was no longer important in her eyes. She left with a message saying that she would go home after eating and took the crying He Tianming away.

Heshan grinned, and without wasting any food, he finished the porridge in big gulps.

As to why she was so dedicated to making things difficult for her cousin, it was, of course, because she wasn't a good person either.

With the looks of these two people, how could Ho Hung Yung and Zhao Hong Juan have met any wealthy businessman? It was that good cousin who acted as a matchmaker for them. One reason was to get close to the wealthy businessman, and the other was to get financial benefits. She knew that the wealthy businessman's son was a fool and a cruel beast, but she still pushed him into the fire pit.

When Zhao Hongjuan got home in the evening, she really lost her temper and had a big quarrel with He Hongyun. He Shan added fuel to the fire, saying that her aunt was good in this way and that way. He also pulled He Tianming aside and said how much he liked her aunt and cousin, which made Zhao Hongjuan even angrier.

Although she knew that He Shan was doing bad things, she couldn't help but tell the truth. She couldn't bear to hit her son, but she couldn't beat Ho Hongyun either. She just kept yelling and shouting beside him, which was more annoying than the monk Tang Monk chanting sutras.

In the end, Ho Hung Yun couldn't stand it anymore and slapped her in the face until she calmed down.

Heshan curled his lips and said, "A man who hits a woman is really cowardly."

So she was willing to avenge her mother. She turned around and slapped He Tianming in the face, saying, "Mom is suffering, how can you be so carefree?"

He Tianming: ? ?

Zhao Hongjuan was shocked and angry: "Why did you hit him again!"

He Shan said innocently: "I am doing this for his own good. Mom has suffered so much, if he doesn't feel any pain for her, it would be too unfilial!"

Ho Hung Wan was really hurt about his only son. Seeing his son being beaten again and again, he was furious. He turned around, picked up a clothes hanger and started beating He Shan.

"You little bastard! I can't take care of you anymore!"

"Who are you calling, little bastard?"

"Call you!"

She laughed and dodged with a nimble jump: "I know, I know, you are a little beast!"

When He Hongyun realized what was happening, he became even angrier and started swishing the clothes hanger.

He Tianming covered his face with his hands, his eyes sparkling, and he was eager to try. He had been suppressed for the past two days, and now he just wanted to avenge his previous shame. He followed his big beastly father and cheered him on: "Dad, kill this little bitch! Break her legs and arms and make her a cripple, and let her go to the street to be a beggar!"

"I'm going to cut off her tongue!" Who told this little bitch to call him fat?

He Shanle played with them happily, but that didn't mean she could listen to their bullshit. With a cold light in her eyes, she dodged and threw cups and boxes around the house, overturned tables and cabinets, and even the pots and pans in the kitchen, smashing them to stop the two beasts.

She took the time to reach out and take out her magic weapon, the feather duster, and slapped He Tianming's stupid face and body. He Hongyun still had to go to work and earn money to support her, so she mercifully let his face go.

Zhao Hongjuan watched this scene with heartache. She was worried about her husband and son, and felt the money slipping away from her hands.

"Stop it, stop it!"

"He Yinzhang! Stop right there!"

Heshan threw another plate, which happened to hit He Hongyun's forehead, leaving a big cut on him, and blood immediately flowed out.

"No, I don't want to be beaten!"

He Hongyun was so angry that he didn't even touch the corner of her clothes for a long time. Instead, he and his son were covered with bruises by her hitting them with things.

Heshan said that this was still a good deal for them, and when the time came, she would definitely let their family of three live together neatly, with everything to themselves.

Hee hee hee.