My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 237

On the way home, Xianwen kept arguing with his father, talking and laughing. When he got home, he saw the cold braised pork covered on the dining table, and suddenly his nose felt sore.

"Dad, I'll go back to my room first."

"Okay, remember to get up early tomorrow, let's go have breakfast together."

Xianwen returned to the room and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. After a while, the mobile phone placed beside the bed vibrated and got up to pick up the mobile phone to have a look. It was his good friend complaining to him again.

[I really can't stand my mother, she looks sick every day, always looking at my diary and suspecting that I have a puppy crush at school, it's so annoying. 】

Xianwen didn't know how to comfort him about this kind of thing. He also had the habit of writing a diary, but since his father entered junior high school, he would knock on the door first even when he entered his room.

He cleaned up the room by himself without asking his dad to help him. Only occasionally when his clothes were not taken back and someone went to school first, his dad would help him put the clothes in the closet.

[My dad is the same, every day he keeps saying that you can't fall in love early at this age. I'm just young and I'm not a fool. Do I not understand what they said? 】

The person opposite sent several more messages, even though Xianwen didn't reply.

He doesn't seem to need any comfort, he just hopes to get a channel to vent his dissatisfaction with his parents.

There are a lot of bad things in adolescence, living in such an environment, Xianwen feels like he is going to explode just thinking about it.

After taking a shower and laying down to sleep, thinking of the familiar breakfast shop his father mentioned, the Hu spicy soup tastes very good, and with a crispy sauce pancake, the happy mood can last the whole morning.

The next day when Xianwen woke up, he saw his father tidying up the living room. After the trouble last night, his mind seemed to be much clearer.

Before, he was always annoyed that his father didn't help him clean up the room together, but often asked him to clean up other places.

All kinds of small things were piled up in his heart and he didn't dare to say them out, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

But now he suddenly realized that the only thing he had to clean up was his own bedroom, while his father cleaned everything except the bedroom.

"Dad, let's go together."

"It's almost done, you don't need it, remember to remind me when you go downstairs later, and take the garbage down."

"Okay Dad, do you have any change? I haven't used up the pocket money you gave me last week."

"Keep it for yourself if you don't use it up. Children don't hold back if they like things in school."

After finishing, Xianyu carried the garbage and went downstairs with Xianwen, and saw the old man who was exercising in the community jogging, and stopped when passing by them.

"Xianyu, this is your child, hey, he looks really energetic."

"Yes, at home on weekends, Uncle, you are running in the morning."

Xian Wen followed his father and called out grandpa, and got a compliment. Sitting in the familiar breakfast shop, he saw his father holding a plate with his favorite food and putting it in the bowl in front of him.

Every time his dad would make his food first, and then go back to make some food for himself.

It was as if in his heart, the child was still young and still needed his care, and he would cry if he didn't fix it first.

When they went back, they heard a violent quarrel in the corridor. Judging from the place where the sound came from, it should be Bai Rong's house, and the sound sounded very similar.

When they went upstairs and walked to the door of their own house, Xianyu could hear it more clearly when he took out the key to open the door.

Sitting in the corridor, Bai Rong was hysterically asking why her grandma didn't want to help her sue her parents.

Grandma Bairong is getting older and older, and the money she can earn is getting less and less, which simply cannot afford her to go to school.

"Grandma, how many years have I worn my clothes? Do you know that people will laugh at me when they look at my short pants? Do you know that I dare not run hard when others wear running shoes, for fear of breaking them?"

Before closing the door, Xianyu heard this sentence.

It can only be said that the current Bai Rong is not rational enough. Under normal circumstances, how could there be a mother who would be willing to help her granddaughter go to court to sue her son and daughter-in-law.

Grandma Bairong is living in such a difficult situation, she is still willing to raise this granddaughter. She likes her granddaughter for sure, but she also cares about her child.

For an illiterate and somewhat ignorant old lady, she knows only a few things.

I only heard from others that if she really went to court, it would have an impact on her grandchildren and great-grandchildren in the future.

It's true that Bai Rong's life is not good now, but Xianyu can't feel any sympathy for her.

In the original plot, Bai Rong was also like this, but she had a very good life in junior high school and high school. The original owner treated her like her own daughter, and would give her a copy of everything bought for his son.

The original owner was stingy only to himself, and racked his brains to think how to save money, but he was not relentless at spending money on the children.

Under such circumstances, when Bairong Xianwen had no chance to go to a key high school and could only go to a vocational school, she didn't ask a single question, as if she was afraid that the original owner would trouble her in the past.

"Dad, she sounds a little pathetic."

Xian Wen sat there and opened the snacks his father bought for him, and after saying a word, he forgot about it, and didn't have any follow-up thoughts.

It's true to say that it's pathetic offhand, but it wouldn't be so if it weren't for the fact that she wanted to push her mother down the stairs when she was little.

Her goal was to not want her younger siblings, but she didn't seem to have thought that such behavior might cause her to lose her mother.

"Well, do you have homework this weekend?"

"There must be, Dad, I'll play for a while before writing."

"Okay, arrange the time yourself, we are going to visit your mother's grave tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xian Wen stood up instantly, and poured all the snacks he had just opened into his mouth.

Last month, two guests came to their house. They were the students his mother rescued from the earthquake. They would come to visit their house during the New Year and holidays.

Under his father's teaching, Xian Wen always knew that his mother was great. Although he was absent from his own childhood, the students she saved would often bring something to see him.

"Dad, why don't you tell me earlier that I want to eat braised pork at noon, and make a small green vegetable to relieve my tiredness~"

"Okay, I just bought it and put it in the refrigerator."

Xianyu opened the refrigerator and took out the dishes, moved a bench to sit there and began to choose dishes.

He really likes his children like this. He will tell him directly what he wants to eat, which is much more comfortable than just two words.

The quarrel outside the door continued, and many more people went to try to persuade them to fight. When the neighbors who tried to persuade them passed by their floor, Xianyu vaguely heard that the old lady fainted from anger.

To Xianyu's surprise, after such a fuss, Bai Rong's parents actually came back, took the old lady to see a doctor in the big city where they worked, and left some money for Bai Rong to live on her own. .

A month later, the old lady came back, but her son and daughter-in-law did not come with her. A neighbor chatted and said that the couple was willing to give money, fifteen thousand a month.

In their city, [-] a month is actually not enough for living expenses, especially when there is a junior high school student at home.

But compared to before, Grandma Bai Rong seems very satisfied, but Bai Rong has always been unwilling and wants to take them to court directly.

In the blink of an eye, it was Wen Wen's third year of junior high school. Wen Wen himself had won many awards, and his grades had always been stable at the top of his grade. Before that, his friends were a little bit off in puberty, but they quickly improved when they first entered the third year of junior high school. walked back.

Although it is the first semester of the third year of junior high school, there is already an atmosphere in the class that the senior high school entrance examination is about to take place.

The desks are piled high with books, the teacher's very fast way of lecturing, and the less and less frolicking between classes, all of which make people's nerves start to tense.

"Xian Wen, your grades are so good, you are still doing the quizzes here, and you are not giving others a chance to survive."

A classmate went to the seat next to Xianwen and sat down. Seeing that he was doing a problem again, he couldn't help but say something.

I have never met a classmate who is better at learning than Xianwen. The exercise books he finished filled a whole box, and the teacher showed them to read them before.

Talented and good academic performance must work harder than him. When this student thought of this, he suddenly felt a little restless, and wished to return to his seat and do the questions immediately.

After Xian Wen finished writing a question, he turned his head and glanced at the classmate, rubbed his sore wrist, and replied with a smile: "I don't want to, but when everyone else is working hard, I don't work hard, and I'm easily dumped." I went behind the old man."

This sentence is not only Xianwen, but even their teacher has said it many times. Just then the class bell rang, and the classmate quickly returned to his seat.

After the classmate left, Xian Wen put away the homework book and took out the textbook for the next class.

As soon as the rebellious period was over, Wenwen returned to the way it used to be, not only because of the reason he said, but also because the teacher told them that if they enter the school with No.1 grades, there will be a lot of bonuses.

His father paid him the tuition fee, so what if he took some bonus back home? If he could get it, after careful calculation, he might not be sure that the school would give him the money.

Thinking of this, Xianwen felt full of motivation when doing the questions.

While going to school to learn all the things the teacher will teach, and at the same time earn some money to go home, why not kill two birds with one stone.

In the last semester, the teacher asked them to find other students to borrow the textbooks for the next semester, to learn all the new knowledge in one semester, and to focus on reviewing in the next semester.

Students who can learn it no longer feel that the teacher's class is boring. Instead, they are full of thoughts that if they don't study hard, they will not be able to keep up.

At the end of a busy week, the weekend finally came. Xian Wen thought of the steamed fish and old hen that his father told him before, and his pace became faster and faster.

When passing by a small alley, I heard voices arguing from inside. One of the voices was still familiar. It seemed to be a gangster who often wandered around the gate of their school.

"Bai Rong, what the hell do you want me to do?"