Reborn in 1993, after divorce, life became a mess

Just after the fifth day of the first lunar month, Ren Zhitao's computer mall opened on the first floor of Feitian Mall in Binhai Development Zone.

This Feitian Mall was a piece of wasteland that Na Liwen first bought in Binhai New Area, and was occupied by Ren Zhitao to build a mall.

The first floor of the mall was originally rented out to open a supermarket, but it expires at the end of this year.

Ren Zhitao took it back and specialized in selling various household appliances. Now, he has set aside half of the ground floor of the electrical appliance store as a computer retail area.

Ren Zhitao went directly to the manufacturer to negotiate with the agent.

According to my mother's words: There are lots of goods sold.

indeed so.

Because this computer store is the largest and most comprehensive area selling computers in the entire development zone and even Binhai City, business has been booming since it opened.

Yangyang went to the store and saw the latest model of Dell, and his eyes immediately turned into stars.

He pulled Na Liwen and begged: "Mom, can our family replace the old computer?"

Na Liwen said to him: "Don't worry, when you finish the high school entrance examination, I will replace you with the latest Dell computer after the high school entrance examination is over.

Otherwise, it would be quite uncomfortable now that you can't play, wouldn't you say? "

There is only one semester left before the high school entrance examination. At this critical moment, Na Liwen is not allowed to access the Internet.

Even fearing that he would secretly surf the Internet when he was not at home, Na Liwen even suspended his own Internet connection.

Yangyang thought for a while and replied: "Okay then.

After the high school entrance examination, I will play without sleep for half a month. "

Na Liwen: "As long as you can bear it, then just have fun."

Daxu, a classmate who came with Yangyang, heard what Li Wen said and whispered to him: "The teacher is lenient to you. If my mother hears what I say, she will immediately come to the rescue."

Yangyang shook his head proudly: "Hey, as long as I don't get asked by my teacher, my mother won't be angry with me."

Da Xu: "You study so well, how could the teacher find your parents?"

Na Liwen: Yeah.

Fortunately, in this life, except for parent-teacher conferences, I have never been approached by a teacher.

Unlike in her previous life, when her son was in middle school, she would be found by the teacher every three days.

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Na Liwen rarely went out during this period.

She wants to stay with Yangyang at home and supervise his studies.

After all, he will take the high school entrance examination at the end of June.

The eldest sister, Na Lisi, recommended her fleet of garbage trucks to Ren Zhitao and asked him to help manage them in the Huanghai Development Zone.

All affairs of the cold drink factory in Kyoto were left to Hou Yaoyang and his younger sister Na Lishu.

Even the cold drink factory here in Binhai was handed over to her father.

There was only the Computer City that had just opened. She would take time to visit it when she was in school in Yangyang.

At five o'clock in the morning, she woke up her son and went for a morning run with him. During the morning run, she tested him on memorizing English words and texts.

At noon, supervise him to take a good lunch break. He must sleep for half an hour at noon every day to avoid dozing off during class in the afternoon.

In the evening, after checking the homework left for him by the teacher, he was asked to do a few papers for each subject.

It often takes more than ten o'clock.

Yangyang would always cry at this time: "Mom, is it necessary to be like this?"

Na Liwen: "Your mother and I have been like this since I was in middle school, all the way to high school, for six whole years.

I'm already very tolerant of you. You know, when I was in middle school, I rested at 11 o'clock every day and got up at 4 o'clock in the morning to start studying.

How do you think you become a top student? It’s because you’re afraid of studying hard in the middle of the night. "

Yangyang was stunned when he heard this, and said for a long time: "So you didn't even get admitted to Qingbei?"

Na Liwen: "·······"

In that remote third- and fourth-tier town, the quality of teaching is just that, and only a handful of people can get into college. How dare you dream of taking the Qingbei exam?

She never thought about it from the beginning to the end. At that time, she only wanted to be admitted to a university in the province and she had already recited Amitabha.

"Mom, don't be angry.

I'm joking, just to tease you. "

Yangyang hugged her shoulders and smiled fawningly.

Na Liwen: "Son, do you know? When you were young, you told your mother that you were going to Cambridge."

Yangyang was surprised and said: "When I was a child, I didn't know the heights of the sky, how could I want to go to Cambridge?"

Na Liwen said leisurely: "My mother was reading a collection of poems at that time. You asked me to read it to you, so my mother read it to you. After you heard it, you said you wanted to go."

Yangyang asked curiously: "What poem is it?"

Na Liwen replied: "It's Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge."

Yangyang recited softly: "Gently I leave, just as I came gently; I wave gently to bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky..."

Na Liwen nodded: "Yes, that's the poem.

At that time you said you wanted to go and see what Cambridge was like.

My mother said that not just anyone can go to Cambridge. You must be admitted to Cambridge University to go, because Cambridge is Cambridge. Just say that when you grow up, you must be admitted to Cambridge and go to school there. "

Yangyang said with a smile: "You didn't understand anything at that time. You were just talking nonsense. Mom, please don't take it seriously."

Na Liwen: "Okay, I'm not serious. Then at least you have to pass the Qingbei exam in China, right? So you have to endure it like an eagle."

Yangyang lay on the table and groaned: "Mom, I advise you not to have that kind of dream..."

Na Liwen: "Okay, I don't have that kind of dream, you just need to pass the exam.

My requirements are not high, right? "

Yangyang stood up, opened the paper and started working: "Then I will try my best."

He was doing papers there, and Na Liwen was checking his homework here.

There are basically no problems with math homework, and I have a good grasp of basic Chinese knowledge. However, that cursive character gave Na Liwen a headache.

How come after several years of learning calligraphy, I still haven’t developed good handwriting?

When Yangyang heard that she asked him to rework his homework and write the words neatly, he felt aggrieved and said: "Mom, you don't see how much homework I have now. It's great if I can finish it. You still want to do it?" The words are well written, how is that possible?

I beg you, don't ask for so much. "

Na Liwen: "No, the score on the paper is also very important. You will get points if you answer the paper neatly.

If you don't write well and develop good habits, you won't be able to write the paper well when you take the exam. "

Yangyang raised his left hand, stretched out two fingers and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely write very neatly during the exam."

Na Liwen didn't believe his rhetoric and sternly asked him to go back to work.

While he was reworking, he muttered: "Well, Li Wen, you have more responsibilities than our head teacher.

Oh, it’s really unfortunate to have a mother who knows everything. Every day...”

Then Li Wen picked up the bamboo broom that was placed aside for sweeping the bed: "Is your skin itchy again?"

Yangyang immediately bared his eight teeth and smiled at her: "You're kidding, your son is joking with you.

We want to talk about civil struggle, not military struggle..."