Reborn as a rough guy in the 1970s, Jiaojiao is blessed with good fortune

Zhang Changan's results in the first mock test of the high school entrance examination were simply appalling.

When he first entered the third year of junior high school, he was in the top three in the class. This semester, he started to decline sharply. Now he is in the bottom ten. He can't even pass the entrance examination to a technical secondary school, let alone a key high school.

On the way to the parent-teacher meeting, Xiuxiu guided as she walked: "Chang'an! Grades are not important. Are you worried about something recently?"

Zhang Changan was already half a head taller than Xiu Xiu. He had his pockets in his pockets and his schoolbag slung across one shoulder. He was walking at such a fast pace that Xiu Xiu could only sprint to catch up.

Xiu Xiu understood his rebellious appearance as a middle-aged boy, and did not argue with him. She was calm and patient, and said deliberately and kindly: "You haven't chatted with your mother for a long time. Why don't your mother invite you to eat pizza today?" , we are not going home!”

Zhang Changan strode forward, still silent, not even looking at his mother.

Xiuxiu still endured and put the blame on herself: "Mom knows, I have started to work again during this period, and there are many younger brothers and sisters at home. My energy is limited and I can't take care of you. I will make it up to you today!"

At this time, we happened to reach the intersection between going home and going to the stadium. Zhang Changan turned around and said in a nonchalant tone: "I'm going to play ball, so don't follow me!"

Xiuxiu stopped. No matter how patient she was, she ran out of patience. She yelled: "Zhang Changan!"

The kid Chang'an stopped reflexively.

Xiuxiu walked up to him and wanted to be stern, but the child was already half a head taller than her and she had to raise her eyes to look at him. This posture could not make her stern.

He had no choice but to say gently: "Chang'an! You are a big boy, don't act like a child and have a temper. What happened recently? Tell your mother, and she will solve it with you!"

Zhang Changan stared at his mother coldly, his whole body language showing resistance and resentment, and suddenly spoke: "Stop calling yourself mother! Are you really my mother?"

Xiuxiu was shocked. The child's cold eyes made her feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her from head to toe. It was so chilling to her heart!

She was a little angry: "What are you talking about, kid?"

Zhang Changan took two steps back, stared at his mother fiercely, his eyes were red, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally pointed at her and shouted: "Stop lying to me, I already knew it!"

The child's voice was a little choked, but it didn't affect the cold hatred in his eyes: "You are not my biological mother! It's all because of you that my father doesn't want my mother anymore, and my biological mother was driven away by you two!"

Xiuxiu was so shocked that her hands convulsed. She quickly clenched her fists and shouted as hard as she could to keep herself from crying: "Zhang Changan! What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you such nonsense?"

When she heard her child's words, she felt chilled, heartbroken and aggrieved. She had no time to speak, so the words she blurted out made her child even more convinced.

Zhang Changan cried and shouted: "Admit it! You are not my biological mother, you are not my biological mother at all!"

"Zhang Changan!" Xiuxiu was so angry that she stretched out her hand to pull his arm.

Zhang Changan swung his arm and pushed her away, shouting: "Don't touch me!"

The half-grown young man was impulsive and couldn't control the strength. Xiuxiu stumbled backwards and fell backwards due to the force. Xiuxiu hurriedly pushed her feet hard, but still couldn't stop. When she sat on the ground, My ankle was so sprained that it hurt.

Zhang Changan panicked when he saw his mother who fell to the ground, but he still couldn't figure it out. The child had never encountered such a situation in his whole life. He tried his best to hold back his tears, turned around and ran away!

Xiuxiu stood up to chase after her, but her sprained foot hurt terribly. She shouted with tears in her eyes: "Chang'an! Come back!"

Youth is gone and there is no looking back!

Xiuxiu endured the severe pain and moved home. Feng Yingying was playing with Qingqing in the yard. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her sister coming in. She picked up the child and walked over to Xiuxiu and stuffed it into Xiuxiu's arms: "Oh, my little girl is so exhausted." !Sister! Take over quickly, I can’t stand it anymore!”

When he got closer, he saw Xiuxiu's crying eyes and sprained feet. He quickly supported her and asked, "Why are you crying? What's wrong with your feet?"

Xiu Xiu limped into the living room and lay down by the phone desk to dial Zhang Jiancheng. When she heard his voice on the other end of the phone, Xiu Xiu choked up:

"Come back quickly. Chang'an has run away. If you come back and find him, he will say that I am not his biological mother and that I drove his biological mother away. I don't know who told him these nonsense..."

After putting down the phone, Xiuxiu lay on the sofa and cried very sadly. It seemed that she had spent her 15 years of youth in a wrong way and had raised a white-eyed wolf. Once her face changed, she was no longer the obedient little egg she used to be.

Feng Yingying and Qingqing coaxed her from left to right, so that Xiuxiu was comforted and felt less uncomfortable.

Late at night, Zhang Jiancheng called and said that the child had been found and would not go home for the time being to reassure her.

The father and son did not come back all day and night, but Zhang Jiancheng came back on his own the next night. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiuxiu limping around the entrance to the porch.

He strode up the steps and picked her up, entered the house and put her on the sofa. He squatted down and took off her shoes and socks to check, and said in a gloomy voice, "Why are you still hanging around the door when you are injured? Do you feel better now?"

Xiu Xiu bowed and took his hand and asked: "Where is Chang'an? Where are the others? Why didn't you bring him back? Have you really found him?"

"I found it!" Zhang Jiancheng saw the safflower oil on the coffee table and took it over to apply to Xiuxiu.

"Where are the others in Chang'an?" Xiuxiu asked.

"I transferred him to Xijiao Middle School for boarding!" Zhang Jiancheng lowered his head and knelt down at her feet to rub medicine for her while responding coldly.

Xiuxiu said anxiously: "Why did you transfer him to another school when he was about to take the high school entrance examination? Where are the others? You should let him come back first! We have to make it clear to him if we have anything to say. Now that he knows, we have to make it clear to him."

"Why are you coming back? Does it make you sad to come back and say those bastard words?" Zhang Jiancheng screwed the cap on the safflower oil and put it away again, tore off a piece of toilet paper to wipe the oil on his hands, stood up and sat next to Xiuxiu, lowered his head and said:

"He has already enrolled in school. I will come back to pack his luggage and send it to him tomorrow. I will tell him when he will go home after the high school entrance examination! If he still can't think about it, I will find a factory and stuff him in, and we will go our separate ways from now on. way!"

This is not possible, Xiu Xiu said anxiously: "You're crazy! That's your son! You can't do this! Get him back, and I'll talk to him!"

Zhang Jiancheng grabbed Xiuxiu's hand and said: "I said everything that needs to be said. I told him everything. Who is his biological father, where was he born, and how his mother threw him. I told him everything. Let He can go and leave it alone!"

Xiuxiu was about to get up anxiously, but Zhang Jiancheng held her down and said, "That kid is too arrogant. If I hadn't beaten him into submission, he wouldn't have had a chance to speak! It's useless for you to talk to him!"

Fifteen years of hard work in upbringing, how can it be handled so carelessly? Such a major emotional handling cannot let a man intervene. Xiuxiu stood up forcefully: "No! It can't be handled like this!"

Zhang Jiancheng didn't let her move out of his range and pulled her back: "Xiu Xiu!"

Xiuxiu couldn't stand still, so she followed the inertia and sat on his lap. Zhang Jiancheng hugged her, and his voice was very calm: "He doesn't want to be my son. I have been patient enough to raise him so big!"

"He can push you down today, dare to punch you tomorrow, and immediately turn his back on you knowing that you are not his biological mother. Why should we raise a child like this? He has done enough for so many years!"