Quick Wear: I'm Really Not a Scumbag

"Mom, when will Dad come back?" Chen Jianyan felt that the meat in the bowl no longer tasted good.

Zhang Ni was actually thinking about it too. "I've been on the bus for two days, and I've been here for two days now. I guess it'll take another three or four days to get back."

"Three or four days? Why is it so long?" Chen Jianyan finally understood what his father meant by "each day feels like a year."

"Eat quickly and do your homework after you finish eating." Zhang Ni tapped his head. She was usually not so slow when eating meat.

Zhang Ni was actually worried. She didn't know if things would go wrong. She didn't know whether that family would still treat him as their son. If they really did attack him, Zhang Ni felt that she would beat them up if she rushed to Shanghai.

Chen Jianyan ate his rice listlessly. These days, the children in the village have been saying that their father will never come back and doesn't want him or his mother anymore, saying he'll be a fatherless child from now on. But Chen Jianyan wasn't angry at all, because he knew his father wouldn't do that. They'd almost packed their things, and if his mother hadn't told him not to show off, he would have definitely said he was going to Beijing with his father.

When the time comes, they will envy him and want to sow discord between them, without even considering who he is, because he is their father's son.

Zhang Cuihua looked at Zhang's mother in disbelief.

"What did you say? That peasant actually looks down on me?" Zhang Cuihua's suddenly raised voice disturbed Zhang Zhuangzhuang who was doing homework in the inner room.

He frowned and put down the pen in his hand. Zhang Chunsheng was weaving a basket. He learned this craft from his father and could earn some money from time to time. He glanced at his wife who was making the bed, but she obviously had no intention of paying any attention to him.

"Write quickly." Zhang Qiaoqiao stuffed the pen into Zhang Zhuangzhuang's hand.

The driver naturally looked down on her. He was three years younger than Zhang Cuihua. Although it was said that a woman three years older than her husband would marry a rich man, it was obviously unrealistic because he really didn't like her. He planned to inquire about the situation first. After all, it was quite unusual for her to be unmarried at such an old age. The matchmaker's words were all exaggerated.

I was shocked when I found out more about her. Although she is good-looking, she is a mean and troublemaker with a lot of stories to tell.

He was not a stingy person, so he gave the matchmaker some money and let the matter go. He didn't need her to find another one for him, so he just let her say that she had found the right person.

"How could a peasant like him find a suitable person?" Zhang Cuihua thought it was impossible.

"I heard she's a city girl and has already moved to the city." Zhang's mother hesitated.

He Fang did not lie to the matchmaker. The whole village knew about it. The other party was also from the city, but he had a requirement: to marry into the family.

Naturally, his relatives in the village disagreed, saying he was an embarrassment, that he had no elders, and that his mother had remarried early, so it didn't matter to him. The idea of bloodline inheritance couldn't stop him; they were his children anyway, so whose surname they took was irrelevant.

Besides, he likes her very much. He originally thought that he was out of her league and didn't dare to say much, but she also has a good impression of him. She is not only good-looking but also has a formal job.

Originally, he was just a passer-by, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually his father's colleague, and the job was introduced to him by the other party. After observing for a long time, he was ready to wait. But while waiting, he received the news that he was looking for a matchmaker to meet someone, and he couldn't sit still.

In fact, it was not considered as marrying into the wife's family. It was just the villagers talking nonsense. However, his first child would take his wife's surname. He Fang felt that there was no problem at all, not to mention that the other party had been very kind to him.

"He married into the family." Zhang's mother told the truth directly.

"He would rather marry into my family than meet me? Does he know what I look like?" Zhang Cuihua felt that the other party had made a big wrong decision.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be responsible for doing all the chores inside and outside the house, cooking, washing clothes, and feeding the chickens and ducks." Zhang's father announced the decision directly. He couldn't wait for Zhang's mother to say anything nonsense. It would be strange if anyone would be interested in her if she continued to be the eldest daughter.

Zhang Chunsheng and his wife then put down what they were holding and began to listen carefully, and Zhang Qiaoqiao also held her breath and concentrated.

"Why? Wasn't all this done by Zhang Qiaoqiao?" Zhang Cuihua ignored Zhang's father and looked at Zhang's mother.

"Didn't you tell the child to talk slowly? How can she accept it all at once?" Zhang's mother couldn't help but speak out.

"Shut up!" He glanced at Zhang's mother, his tone more serious than ever.

Zhang's mother shuddered instantly. This attitude was the same as the last time she decided to build a house.

"Qiaoqiao won't have time to work anymore. She needs to go to school and finish her homework after school before she can work." The college entrance exams have been reinstated, and Zhang Qiaoqiao has always had good grades. If it weren't for the huge expense of building a new house, and Zhang's mother's insinuation, he would have wanted to send her back when the principal came to persuade her. However, by then, he had already missed a semester, so he decided to just wait a year.

If she has that good fortune in the future, he will still sell everything he has to support her studies as long as she can pass the exam.

"She goes to study? Why?" Zhang Cuihua was unconvinced.

"You are twenty-five and she is thirteen. Tell me what you want to compete with her?" After saying that, he glared at Zhang's mother again. It was this old woman who spoiled the child into this state.

Zhang Cuihua was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say, but she still held her head high and refused to show weakness.

Zhang Qiaoqiao in the room cried with joy. She could finally go to school.

"Don't cry, little aunt, this is a good thing." Zhang Zhuangzhuang wiped her tears.

"Okay." Zhang Qiaoqiao nodded. She would definitely seize this opportunity to study hard and strive to get the first place in every exam so as not to let her father down.

"I."

"Enough!" Zhang's mother interrupted Zhang Cuihua who was about to argue. This girl didn't understand the current situation. If she continued talking, the old man would probably kick her out.

Zhang Cuihua felt a little aggrieved. It was okay for her father to treat her like this, but why did he treat her mother like this too?

By then, Zhang Qiaoqiao, that damned girl, would be off to school, and everyone else at home would be working. How would I be able to finish all these tasks myself? How tiring would that be?

"Go back to your room first." Mother Zhang was naturally distressed, but she also knew that she could not let it go on any longer. She had originally thought that she could teach him slowly, but now it was probably too late. She didn't know what to do for a moment, but she didn't dare to disobey the old man again.

Zhang Cuihua didn't dare to talk to Zhang's father anymore. If a fight really broke out, she would definitely not be his match, and the older brother and sister-in-law in the inner room would not tolerate her.

She snorted coldly and went back to the house, and soon a "pop" sound was heard.

"Look at what she has become?" Zhang's father questioned Zhang's mother.

It’s not that she hadn’t educated him before, or that she didn’t want to beat or scold him, but every time he tried to raise his hands high, Zhang’s mother pulled his hands down.

"She is ignorant, why do you bother with her?" Zhang's mother felt that he was too unreasonable today.

"You also know that she is ignorant? All the children under ten years old in the village, not to mention digging the ground, can pick grass for pigs just by looking at our Zhuangzhuang. Even the village chief's family, don't they lack one or two work points? Other people's grandsons are still picking grass for pigs and picking wheat ears, but what about her? She is so old, not to mention working, her own clothes and bowls have to be washed by Qiaoqiao, who is more than ten years younger than her." Zhang's father's eyes were fixed on Zhang's mother sharply, as if he had to let her explain herself.

Zhang's mother didn't dare to evade anymore. She knew her son and daughter-in-law were listening. "Go! Qiaoqiao must do what she can do."

Only then did Mr. Zhang stop being angry and soften his attitude and gave a few words of advice.

"That's about right." Zhang Chunsheng muttered softly.

Song Chunmei is a quick-witted person. While Chen Xuyan and Chen Liang were chatting after dinner, she had already tidied up the room where Chen Xuyan would rest at night. The older Chen Nan would sleep with him tonight.

A dreamless night.