Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1647 - 898: Top-Tier Early Childhood Education (Part 2)
Tang Jing was speechless towards him.
Suddenly, Huang Yuzhu’s phone rang. He took it out and discovered it was his grandmother calling.
After answering, his originally honest expression suddenly turned into shock.
Tang Jing had never seen him like this, so she asked, "What happened?"
Huang Yuzhu said in a panic, "My brother was caught surfing the internet in an internet cafe, the police are calling for my family to pick him up!"
He mumbled, "But that’s not right, my brother was supposed to be studying at a classmate’s house. He even told my grandmother his classmate was teaching him, and she gave him pocket money..."
Tang Jing: "It’s normal, he tricked your grandma."
...
Meanwhile, at Hu Qi Mountain Villa.
Jiang Ning’s figure appeared in the brightly lit hall, where a six-inch strawberry cake was piled on the table. He had asked Evergreen Liquid’s chef to make a cake using strawberries, wheat flour, and milk from small cows grown at Hu Qi Mountain.
Besides that, the table also had heated duck braised snacks, duck wings, duck feet, duck hearts, and a pack of cola.
Jiang Ning took out his phone again to check his chat history with Tongtong.
Earlier, Jiang Ning had been indifferent to Tongtong. He might have hurt her feelings, and now it was Tongtong’s turn to ignore him.
It was all one-sided messages from him:
"Tongtong, are you asleep?"
"Why aren’t you replying?"
"Are you mad?"
"..."
"Still not over it?"
Tongtong didn’t reply to a single message.
River Dam Bungalow, Jiang Ning’s bedroom.
Xue Yuantong swore, "Chuchu, I’m never going to pay attention to Jiang Ning again, he is too much!"
The sensible Xue Chuchu said, "Hmm, from the perspective of interpersonal relationships, I suggest if he doesn’t chat with you, you shouldn’t initiate either, to give a mysterious, unreadable vibe."
Xue Yuantong widened her eyes and stared at Chuchu, "You actually understand so much?"
Xue Chuchu’s face was calmly indifferent, "Anyway, endlessly pestering will only attract the other’s resentment."
Xue Yuantong nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Mmm, mm, watch, I definitely won’t pay attention to him."
Jiang Ning kept sending messages, "I’m home now, aren’t you going to talk?"
Xue Yuantong showed the messages to Chuchu, "Am I strong-willed or what?"
Xue Chuchu: "You are indeed quite strong-willed."
Xue Chuchu believed, Jiang Ning was indeed excessive today, according to Tongtong’s analysis, Jiang Ning was having fun outside and still had the nerve to message Tongtong.
Tongtong remained strong-willed.
The next moment, Jiang Ning sent a food photo, "I bought your favorite strawberry cake, your favorite braised duck, and your favorite cola, let’s watch a movie and munch tonight."
The originally steadfast Tongtong replied instantly, "Hmph, at least you have some sense!"
Jiang Ning: "Are you going to pay attention to me again?"
Xue Yuantong: "Hmph, paying attention to you is your good fortune, a lot of people seek me out, and I don’t pay attention, they have to queue up."
Jiang Ning: "Amazing, do I also have to queue?"
Xue Yuantong pouted and angrily typed, "I’ll allow you to cut in line!"
Military-wise Xue Chuchu: "...With WeChat buzzing, did I speak in vain?"
Xue Yuantong sensed Xue Chuchu’s helplessness, as if speechless that she was appeased by a piece of cake?
She said, "Chuchu, he apologized sincerely!"
Xue Chuchu sighed inwardly, how to evaluate their relationship?
Having read many books, she had her own worldview, yet didn’t know how to describe it.
While she pondered, Xue Yuantong suddenly gazed out the window, the moonlight as bright as ever, reflected in her eyes, "Chuchu, you wouldn’t understand."
"That stinky Jiang Ning is always like this. In the early days when he moved in, he kept wandering off, making me worried, actually, as long as he can return home safely, that’s enough."
...
Xue Yuantong posted a strawberry cake picture in the group, inviting everyone to the image.
Chen Siyu replied with a spoon emoji.
Bai Yuxia also posted a spoon.
The group chat was neatly organized in rows.
Even Lu Qiqi wasn’t being sarcastic; she just recalled some unpleasant memories. She remembered wanting to eat cake and telling Yan Tianpeng, who ended up plucking a hair and telling her to go buy a spoon...
Cake, not only do girls love it, but boys enjoy it too.
With nowhere to go, Zhang Chi lay in the dark and dingy dormitory of Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School, just lying there.
He was in a slump and hungry. Seeing a strawberry cake in the group chat made Zhang Chi even hungrier.
He was someone materialistic; otherwise, he wouldn’t work so hard to make money.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Chi got off the bed, wandered onto the street, and found a dessert shop that was still open.
Zhang Chi searched and found a little cake that looked delicious.
He pointed to the glass and asked, "How much is it?"
The clerk said, "Originally 15 yuan, but it’s so late now, special sale, I’ll sell it to you for 12 yuan."
Zhang Chi understood; it must be the cake shop’s sales promotion, selling off items from the day at a big discount.
And now it’s just 12 yuan, far from the lowest price!
"Let me try a thrilling bargain!" His adventurous spirit burst forth!
"Forget it." Zhang Chi shook his head, ran outside, and prepared to continue waiting.
The cold outside made Zhang Chi shiver.
He waited and waited. The clerk inside opened the door and asked, "Sir, do you want to buy the cake?"
Zhang Chi: "How much was that cake just now?"
The clerk said, "I’ll take 10 yuan."
Zhang Chi shook his head, "Forget it!"
He stayed at the door, waiting again for over twenty minutes. Finally, he pushed the door open and asked, "Will you sell that cake for 5 yuan?"
Then, he saw the clerk eating cake; it was the very piece he had his eyes on.
In Zhang Chi’s mind: ’X*&@#￥!’
...
At the police station.
"Didn’t you say you were studying at a classmate’s house? Why were you online at an internet café?" Huang Yuzhu’s father, Huang Guan, questioned the little boy.
Meanwhile, Huang Yuzhu’s parents and grandmother were all present, forming a tribunal.
Tang Jing leaned against the door, looking indifferent.
The little boy had his head hung low.
Grandma’s voice trembled with sadness: "You said you were going to a classmate’s to study, that it was warmer there. I even gave you some money so you could get along well with your classmate, and yet you..."
The little boy still kept his head down, not saying a word.
Huang Yuzhu earnestly advised, "Little brother, I’ve told you, you need to study hard so you can have a future. Don’t blame me for telling you off, but if you don’t study and waste time online, you’ll end up in a technical school after the exams, completely unredeemable. Who will speak well of you then?"
The usually honest and straightforward Huang Guan pointed at his son and scolded, "Going online is one thing, but lying to your grandmother? Are you doing right by your grandma? Afraid you’d be looked down upon by classmates, she even gave you money, and what about you?"
Huang Mother hoarsely said, "Are you doing right by this family? Our family is different from others!"
Huang Yuzhu looked at his disappointing younger brother, but in the end, he softened: "Apologize to your grandma, make a change, and study well from now on."
The little boy, who had been silent, said, "I’m sorry, I was wrong."
Huang Mother sharply questioned, "What was wrong?"
The little boy suddenly lifted his head, and it was a face full of stubbornness and resentment, his voice filled with grievance, "Wrong to be born into your family!"
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Huang Yuzhu’s family was stunned, but even the nearby police officers were taken aback.
...
Late at night, Tang Jing sat in her dad’s Accord on the way home.
Thinking of Huang Yuzhu’s disappointing little brother, Tang Jing still couldn’t believe it.
She was an only child, blessed with a fairly well-off family, not extremely wealthy, but with several properties for sure, so she had no such worries. However, having stayed in Class 8 for a long time, she was aware there were both prodigies and failures.
So, she asked in the group chat: "Do any of you know how to handle disobedient kids?"
Dong Qingfeng: "It requires parents to teach by example, I think."
Xin Youling: "Parents are the best role models for their children."
Feeling irritable, Zhang Chi was very disdainful of their generic responses, instantly replying: "Useless, better let me handle it. In a few days, I’ll have him transformed."
Xue Yuantong, eating strawberry cake, casually replied: "Come to our river dam, guaranteed to educate and reform, plus make some pocket money!"
