During this time, the teachers were in the classroom, and there was no one in the office.
Zhang Zhiyuan sent Zhuang Ziang to the door: "Your father doesn't look very good, I'm outside, call me if you need help."
Zhuang Ziang nodded: "Yes, thank you, Teacher Zhang."
He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
Zhuang Wenzhao was sitting on Zhang Zhiyuan's chair, with a deep face.
Qin Shulan stood aside with her hands folded.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Zhuang Ziang had no expression.
"Ziang, don't be childish, I'll take you home." Zhuang Wenzhao also had a stern face.
He had already communicated with his ex-wife. Zhuang Ziang now has a heavy workload. Living alone outside without anyone to take care of him is not a solution after all.
"Dad, I'm fine, I don't want to go home." Zhuang Ziang seemed particularly calm.
I ran away from home and gave you a happy family of three. Isn't it a happy thing for everyone?
Why do you have to go back and make everyone feel uncomfortable?
Qin Shulan interrupted: "Zi'ang, I asked Yuhang, he admitted that he said something he shouldn't have said to you, you as a brother should be more generous, don't bother with him." It sounds like an apology, but in fact it is still biased. She easily brushed aside her son's faults, and always asked Zhuang Ziang to be more generous. Zhuang Ziang's ears are almost calloused from hearing similar words since he was a child. But what can he ask for? After all, she is not his mother, but because of Zhuang Wenzhao, they were forced to become a family. It has been very difficult to maintain superficial harmony for more than ten years. "Aunt Qin, if you have time, please discipline Yuhang more. I heard that his grades in school are very poor and his personality is also rather naughty." Zhuang Ziang held back this for a long time, and finally he could say it unscrupulously. Zhuang Yuhang has been a child in a honey pot since he was born, and his parents have given him endless love. It is inevitable that he will be willful under the pampering. Whenever he saw his brother's carefree childhood, Zhuang Ziang felt so wronged that he wanted to cry.
"I know that." Qin Shulan's tone was stiff, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across her eyes.
How could you say bad things about someone's beloved son in person?
Zhuang Wenzhao received his wife's emotions and became more severe.
"Take care of yourself first. You don't have to worry about Yuhang's affairs."
"You shouldn't talk to Aunt Qin in this tone. Apologize to her immediately."
"You don't even know how to respect your elders. Where did you study?"
...
This series of reproaches immediately intensified the conflict.
The air between the three people gradually solidified.
Zhuang Ziang's heart was chilled a little bit.
Why can you bring a woman back and force me to call her aunt, so that she can become my elder?
In fact, she has nothing to do with me.
I was the first to come to this family, but in the end I was excluded and became an outsider.
For more than ten years, Zhuang Ziang has been suppressing and forbearing.
It's the last three months, can't I indulge myself?
"Dad, if you came here to quarrel with me today, you can go back now. This is school, not a place for you to put on airs." Zhuang Ziang's eyes were cold.
"You must go home with me today. Your grandfather heard that you were not going to come back for three months, and he was so angry that his old illness came back. Look how much trouble you have caused to the family!" Zhuang Wenzhao scolded.
Zhuang Ziang was even more disappointed: "I said, it seems that grandpa forced you to take me back, otherwise you almost forgot where my school is."
"In a word, are you going back or not?" Zhuang Wenzhao shouted.
"No." Zhuang Ziang said resolutely.
It was not easy to escape from that suffocating home, how could he be so stupid as to go back again.
He also knew that Qin Shulan and Zhuang Yuhang would never welcome him in their hearts.
They wished that he would live outside forever and not go back to get in the way.
Zhuang Ziang's retort made Zhuang Wenzhao a little embarrassed.
He looked around, as if he was looking for a good guy, and cursed: "You are lawless, do you think I can't do anything to you?"
Zhuang Ziang said fearlessly: "Dad, let's go quickly, you are not decent like this."
When he was five years old, Zhuang Wenzhao had just divorced Xu Hui and was in a very bad mood. He often drank outside.
When he came home drunk, he picked up Zhuang Ziang who was sleeping soundly, and beat or scolded him with any excuse.
He scolded him for looking like his mother, which made him angry.
He scolded him for having a big mouth and eating for money.
Later, Zhuang Wenzhao dated Qin Shulan and concealed the fact that he had a son.
He sent Zhuang Ziang to the countryside, where he was taken care of by his grandparents and went to kindergarten in the village for half a year.
Later, his grandfather Zhuang Jianguo insisted on sending Zhuang Ziang back to the city to let him receive a better education, and Zhuang Wenzhao reluctantly compromised. Qin Shulan, the stepmother, didn't say anything on the surface, but the occasional disgusted look would still reveal her true thoughts.
In the same way, in her opinion, she had no blood relationship with Zhuang Ziang, so why did she have to play the role of a loving mother?
Later, when Zhuang Yuhang was born, Zhuang Ziang's position in the family became even more embarrassing.
Fortunately, with a happy family, Zhuang Wenzhao's temper has been restrained a lot, and he no longer hits people at will.
It's just that the father-son relationship is getting weaker and weaker.
Zhuang Wenzhao is Zhuang Ziang's guardian in name, but it is actually his grandparents who are far away in the countryside who raised him up.
They will transfer the living expenses to Zhuang Wenzhao's card on time, and then he will pass it to Zhuang Ziang.
As a middleman, Zhuang Wenzhao often makes a little difference and buys snacks or toys for his youngest son Zhuang Yuhang.
Zhuang Ziang has always been submissive since he was a child, but today he behaved particularly rebelliously.
Zhuang Wenzhao felt that his dignity was challenged, so he was very angry.
Even at school, he wanted to roll up his sleeves and fight.
"Stop!" Zhang Zhiyuan rushed in in time.
Zhuang Wenzhao looked at Zhang Zhiyuan angrily: "How do you educate students in your school? I think he has grown a rebellious character after educating him like this."
"You haven't even attended a parent-teacher meeting. Of course you don't know what the school has educated your child like." Zhang Zhiyuan also glared at him.
He had been standing outside the door just now. Although it was impolite to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, the noise of the father and son arguing was really too loud.
He was very surprised that Zhuang Ziang didn't tell his biological father about his terminal illness.
How desperate is this?
"I think you are almost ruining him!" Zhuang Wenzhao shouted loudly.
"Well, I'll let you see today what we have taught your child like!" Zhang Zhiyuan also got angry.
He opened the drawer and found a thick stack of documents.
It was the transcripts of various exams, big and small, in the past two years.
"Look for yourself!"
Zhang Zhiyuan threw the transcript in front of Zhuang Wenzhao, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Zhuang Wenzhao waved his hand and then picked up the first transcript, which was the opening exam two years ago.
On the first line, Zhuang Ziang's name stood out.
Total score: 689.
Class ranking: 1.
Grade ranking: 1.
Then, he picked up the second one, which was the first monthly exam, and Zhuang Ziang also ranked first.
The third one was the midterm exam, the fourth one was the monthly exam, and the fifth one was the final exam...
After reading all the transcripts, Zhuang Wenzhao's eyes were filled with doubts.
Without exception, Zhuang Ziang's name was nailed to the first line, like a nail, and it could not be shaken by thunder.
He only knew that Zhuang Ziang had good grades and his parents didn't have to worry about him at all, but he didn't expect that he could be so amazing.
Qin Shulan was on the side and also read all the transcripts.
She murmured, "Is it difficult to get the first place in the grade in your school?"
Zhang Zhiyuan looked at her like a fool: "There are 22 classes in the whole grade, more than a thousand students, what do you think?"
Zhuang Ziang, you are really great.
Growing up in such a depressing environment, you can still be so outstanding.
God is so unfair to you.