It was half past nine when school was over, and Tong Yusui went home to live, saving a few hundred dollars in accommodation fees. She had never told her family about this money, so it had always been Tong Yusui's reserve fund.

When I opened the door, I saw Tong's father at home, which was rare. He was sitting on the sofa watching TV, with peanuts and beer on the table.

Tong Yusui made some noodles and put a bowl of them on the table. Tong Yongji looked at the noodles and grinned, "You're pretty damn useful."

Tong Yusui quickly finished her meal. Seeing that his attitude was quite good, she pursed her lips and said, "My mother is about to give birth. Go to the hospital to see her."

I don't know what touched his sore spot with these words, but he suddenly became furious.

"Who the hell are you on?"

"Bang." The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces, with the uneaten noodles flying everywhere.

Tong Yusui subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, and a piece of debris flew past the corner of his eye and temple, leaving a shallow blood mark.

"You're an ungrateful bastard. I'm warning you, if you continue to side with her, get out of my house and beg for food. Sooner or later, I'll throw you all out, you son of a bitch."

He was still not satisfied after he finished speaking, so he cursed a lot and then walked away swaying with his beer.

"Bang." The door slammed violently, and the silent person standing in the middle of the house finally moved and silently cleaned up the mess.

Tong Yusui had seen how close the two were at the beginning, and also seen how they became hostile like enemies after they fell out. Her mother always said that she was not likable because she was not obedient, sensible, or good enough, and that she was not a boy. Indeed, her father did not like her very much, but only she could believe these excuses when she was a child.

She always liked to use countless derogatory words to prove why her father disliked her.

As for his father, he was an alcoholic. He didn't like to hit people, but he liked to throw things. It was okay when he was a child, but later he started beating his mother. He couldn't protect her, and the more Tong Yusui protected her, the harder he was beaten.

He didn't hit himself, but loved to humiliate himself with words and say all kinds of nasty things. At that time, his mother usually listened indifferently and was even glad that someone was there to attract her attention. If his mother wanted to teach him a lesson, his father would watch coldly, and there seemed to be a smug look in his eyes. Tong Yusui guessed countless times that she might not be their child, so she was treated like this. However, she had no money for testing and was not yet able to be independent.

She just wanted to read and escape from here.

When she returned to the room and took out her cell phone, she saw the message Xia Zhuomian had sent her. It was a long time ago, but it was a pity that she only saw it now.

After thinking for a moment, she replied, "I don't bring my phone to school. If you have anything, send me a message. I'll get back to you when I see it."

"So that's how it is. You didn't reply to me and I thought something happened."

He hasn't slept yet.

Tong Yusui stared at the text in a daze, then logged out of QQ without replying.

Xia Zhuomian had been sitting in the car all day and was already very sleepy. After waiting for a long time and seeing that she would not reply to him, he put down his phone and fell asleep.

Tomorrow he will go to the school to ask how to transfer to their school. If it is really impossible to transfer, then he will transfer to Suisui's school. Anyway, he has to be with Suisui.

At four fifty in the morning, Tong Yusui got up and took out the chicken prepared last night, put it in the rice cooker to stew, then quickly washed, dressed and walked to school. It was early in the summer and it was already light before six o'clock. Not long after he sat down in the classroom, the bell rang. A group of people rushed over on time, looked at the serious-looking head teacher in the classroom, and returned to their seats with their heads lowered.

At half past six, Xia Zhuomian got up. He got up a little late today, so his mother asked his father to take him to school.

Neither of them spoke in the car. Father Xia wanted his son to take a nap, while Xia Zhuomian was thinking back to his past life and didn't know what to say. After they dropped him off, Father Xia took out a red leather note from his wallet and handed it to Xia Zhuomian. He leaned close to him and whispered, "I'll give you some extra pocket money. Don't let your mother find out."

Xia Zhuomian took the money. His mother never allowed him to eat junk food, so she always controlled the amount of money he was given. Every time, his father would secretly give him money and let him buy whatever he wanted to eat. This was their little secret, and he was very happy every time this happened.

Watching his father smile and wave goodbye, Xia Zhuomian subconsciously raised his hand to say goodbye...

After coming to his senses, Xia Zhuomian walked into the school. There were a lot of people there at the moment, and the campus was full of students coming and going. They greeted each other hurriedly and went to their respective classrooms to start their day's study.

During the break, Xia Zhuomian went to talk to his homeroom teacher and asked how he could transfer to the school.

The head teacher looked at him and laughed, "Why are you asking this?"

Then he replied, "As long as the grades are good enough."

"What if it wasn't so powerful!"

The head teacher said that the student's grades were good enough and should not be lower than the first-tier line. He used to think that Sui Sui was omnipotent and must be a great student, but the learning conditions there were really not good, so he didn't dare to brag.

"This is something adults should worry about. You should go and practice exercises!" The head teacher sent Xia Zhuomian away without saying anything.

Xia Zhuomian understood what it meant. He just had to pay the money. Well, his father wasn't bankrupt yet, so he should be able to buy it!

……

It was time to go home from school again. Tong Yusui didn't go to the hospital often before, but her mother was about to give birth and she couldn't help but worry about her and wanted to check on her condition every day. This time, Tong Yusui was obedient and asked for leave from the teacher, and went out through the main gate with the leave note.

After packing the chicken soup and taking it to the hospital, there were other people in the ward. When they saw Tong Yusui with the chicken soup, they praised her, "Oh, this is your daughter. She's so sensible. She even brought you chicken soup."

Tong's mother didn't respond, but just nodded and smiled to get by. She looked at Tong Yusui serving the soup and asked anxiously in a low voice, "Have you found your father? What is he doing?"

Tong Yusui remained silent. She guessed that if she told her mother that her father had seen a doctor, her mother would be furious.

Not getting a response, Tong's mother became even more anxious. She grabbed Tong Yusui's wrist, tightening it more and more, looking a little crazy. "Xiaosui, I'm your mother. We are a family. You have to stand with me, do you understand? You have to help me..."

Her voice was a little loud, causing the others to look over here vaguely. Tong's mother finally regained her senses, let go of Tong Yusui's hand, and drank a sip of chicken soup. "The chicken soup is delicious. Your cooking skills are improving."

Tong Yusui hates this kind of false praise.

"I saw my father in the hospital yesterday," she said coldly.

"What?" The mother's voice became sharp and she almost spilled the chicken soup.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"..." Tong Yusui remained silent. She had so much to say, and even wanted to retaliate by making up even more vicious words to shatter all of her mother's absurd and unfounded fantasies. But thinking of her mother still pregnant in the hospital, Tong Yusui forced herself to hold back. "I didn't hear it clearly. It's okay. If he wants to check, then let him. You're about to give birth anyway, so it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl."

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