Ding! The growth record of the rich girl

"I sent a message to your mother, but maybe she was busy and didn't reply."

"Go home and tell her."

"Okay, teacher, how much is it?"

Dai Zhengyu was stunned for a moment. He had taken this course for several years.

In the past, his mother would pay the tuition fees before the due time.

I didn't expect his mother to be so decisive this time.

"You signed up for both equestrian and fencing together, and the dates are about the same. This time it's just the tuition fee that's due. The total for the two is 12 yuan."

The teacher took out a detailed list and handed it to Dai Zhengyu.

"Okay, teacher, I'll ask my dad to pass it on to you tomorrow."

Dai Zhengyu was shocked. To be honest, his mother had been paying in advance for many years.

So he really never thought about the cost of learning these things himself.

However, even he didn't have much idea about money.

But I also know that this should be a lot of money.

He had no real idea of ​​what such a large amount of money meant to an ordinary family.

"What? How much??"

At dinner that night, Dai Jianming heard what his son said and felt that the world had gone crazy.

"You just take two interest classes and it costs 12 yuan?"

Dai Zhengyu's grandmother also screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Is this class teaching how to dig for gold!!!”

"Grandma, you don't understand. These two sports are expensive."

Dai Zhengyu was embarrassed by his grandmother's exaggerated expression and didn't know how to explain it to the old lady.

"Dad, this is my teacher's WeChat, please transfer the tuition to him."

He took out his cell phone and found his teacher’s WeChat to recommend it to Dai Jianming.

Seeing his father's equally surprised expression, he spoke in a low voice with a little trepidation.

"What are you turning around for!"

Dai Jianming, who has been hurt by his son's extravagant spending in recent days, was ordered by his girlfriend today to send his son away as soon as possible.

Being attacked from both sides, he could no longer hold back.

"Do you know how much I make a month? I only make 1 a month, and I still have a mortgage!"

"I pay you 12 yuan for the course, and we are left starving?"

Dai Jianming felt that Zhang Chunhua was mentally ill.

"Then how could my mother give it to me before!"

When Dai Zhengyu heard his father's loud voice, he was unwilling to do so.

"I've been taking this course for several years, and my mom pays for it every year!"

He has been living with his father recently. Except for the first few days when he felt very relaxed, he felt more and more depressed in the following days.

Now every time I want to buy something, I feel like begging.

I used to think that his father was his brother and close friend who could especially understand his thoughts.

Now that he has been living with his father, his father has become noticeably less and less patient with him.

"Your mother? Your mother is rich!"

"Your mother has so much money to burn that she spends so much money every year on these useless classes for you!"

Dai Jianming sometimes speaks without thinking.

"Jianming, what are you talking to the child about!"

Dai Zhengyu’s grandmother saw that something was wrong and hurriedly grabbed her son.

"Xiao Yu, you can see from the house your father lives in that you know that he makes so little money every month. After paying the mortgage and your child support, there is no money left."

"It's not easy for your dad to make money as a man."

"I think your mother must have come back after so many days."

"Your mother also paid for the tuition in the past. You are her son. Ask her for it tomorrow. She will not refuse to pay for you."

"Isn't your mother's money your money?"

"If you don't spend it, who knows who will spend it for you..."

…………

Dai Zhengyu listened to his grandmother's words, but this time he felt something was wrong.

It's not easy for his father to make money as he is a man, but it's easy for his mother to make money as a woman?

Why does it take it for granted that his tuition fees should be paid by his mother?

The 15-year-old boy began to think about these issues neutrally for the first time.

However, the filter that he had been exposed to since childhood through his grandma and dad made him suppress the questions he couldn't figure out and return to his room.

The next day, Chi Qingzheng and Zhang Chunhua were chatting while watering flowers in the garden.

Suddenly the house alarm sounded.

When the security guard and the nanny heard the alarm, they ran out quickly.

Everyone followed the sound and came to the underground garage.

Then I saw Dai Zhengyu and several classmates standing in front of the door.

Several people were frightened by the alarm and were in a panic. Dai Zhengyu was still trying the password with a red face.

"Don't try. Do you want to recruit the community security as well?"

Zhang Chunhua spoke from a distance.

"Mom..." Dai Zhengyu turned his head and saw his mother, whom he hadn't seen for almost half a month, standing behind him. A feeling of grievance suddenly rushed to his nose.

Tears almost fell.

Seeing that his mother still had a cold look on her face, he felt a little scared, afraid that his mother would make him lose face in front of his classmates.

Today his classmate called him and said he wanted to come to his house to play games.

Of course, his home here refers to the villa where he has lived since he was a child.

He likes playing e-sports, so his mother built an extremely professional e-sports room for him.

This made him very proud in front of his classmates.

Many classmates took the initiative to show their friendship to him in order to come to his house to play.

"Dai Zhengyu, your mother is really open-minded. My mother won't let me go into our home's audio-visual room, let alone the e-sports room."

My classmate is still chattering on the phone.

Yes, his mother built an e-sports room for him, and he is the only one in his class who has one.

But he only remembered that his mother set a strict time limit for him to play games, no more than an hour a day, and he had to study at a certain time.

He suddenly felt homesick.

And I kind of miss him too.

After scolding him, I wanted to take him to eat lobsters airlifted from Australia.

But thinking about how he had vowed that day that he would never come back, the middle school boy felt a little embarrassed and didn't want to take the initiative to show weakness.

So he wanted to sneak in directly from the underground garage.

The e-sports room was also on the underground floor, and he and his classmates went in quietly.

His mother never goes there on her own initiative, and the e-sports room is well soundproofed.

It is true that no one knows a child better than his mother.

He didn't know that his mother, Old Jiang, had changed the password for everyone in the family on the first day he left.

So, today, no matter how he entered the password, it was wrong and the alarm was triggered.

Zhang Chunhua looked at the classmate standing next to her son and tried not to embarrass her son in person, but she also ignored him.

"Hello, Auntie." The two classmates next to my son greeted her quickly.

"Xiaoxuan, Xiaozhen, you are here." Zhang Chunhua greeted them with a smile.

Chi Qing looked at the two mother and son who were too embarrassed to show off, and said tentatively: "Xiao Yu, how come you forgot the password to your home? Aunt Zhang, go and open the door."

Aunt Zhang glanced at Zhang Chunhua and saw that she didn't stop it.

He hurried over, entered the password and opened the door.

"Xiao Yu, bring your classmates in to play." Chi Qing tried to smooth things over.

Dai Zhengyu smiled gratefully at Chi Qing, glanced at his mother again, and walked in with his classmates, feeling a little embarrassed but also a little excited.

Great, it looks like his mom has forgiven him.

Dai Zhengyu's gloomy mood for so many days suddenly became cheerful.

"Come on, my mom just bought me some super new equipment, it's really fun, I'll take you guys to play."

Hearing her son's joyful voice, Zhang Chunhua chuckled.

Sure enough, Dai Zhengyu was happy too early.

Unexpectedly, his mother still holds a grudge.

After his two classmates left, he wanted to go back to his room.

"Dai Zhengyu, it's time for you to go home."

His mother stood in the living room with her arms folded, watching him as he was about to go upstairs.

"I... I'll go back right now. I'll go up to the room to get... get a book." Dai Zhengyu grinned in his heart.

Why isn't this over yet?