Ding! The growth record of the rich girl

"Mom, um...did you forget to pay for the fencing and horse riding lessons?"

Before going upstairs, he hesitated, thought for a moment, then turned around and spoke to his mother.

Mainly, these two courses are his favorite.

His mother had taken him to try all kinds of classes since he was young, but in the end only these two stuck.

"I have transferred the child support to your father. You can go find him."

Zhang Chunhua sat back in the living room, poured Chi Qing a glass of lemonade, and said.

"I will give him the same amount as your father gave me before. I won't give him a penny less. Don't worry."

"Oh." Dai Zhengyu listened to his mother and thought that the tuition fee should be no problem.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Mom, um, the monthly exam results are out."

"Ah."

Zhang Chunhua replied coldly without asking any further questions.

"I...I improved by 12 places this time."

"The teacher also praised me."

Seeing that his mother didn't ask, Dai Zhengyu couldn't help but continue speaking.

"Well, it's good." Zhang Chunhua said calmly.

Dai Zhengyu was looking forward to it in his heart, and then what? Was there nothing next?

What about running shoes?

It seems that there is really no further news.

Dai Zhengyu could only turn around and go back upstairs to his previous room.

The room is the same as before.

Except that it was filled with all kinds of packaging bags of newly bought and unopened things.

"Mom, I...why are there so many things in my room?"

He symbolically took a book, thought for a moment, and then secretly stuffed the tablet computer his mother had bought for him into his clothes.

Walking downstairs, he said to Zhang Chunhua who was chatting with Chi Qing in the living room.

"Oh, that room has the best lighting and ventilation. I plan to transform it into my functional room."

Zhang Chunhua said casually.

"Mom, that's my room!"

Dai Zhengyu, who had been extremely well-behaved since entering the door today, suddenly became uneasy, and the uneasiness made him a little angry for a moment.

"Aren't you going to live with your father from now on?" Zhang Chunhua asked calmly.

"You said that yourself."

"I..." Dai Zhengyu was speechless for a moment.

The boy's pride prevented him from saying anything to show his submission.

In the past, at times like this, his mother would always give him a way out.

"I'm leaving." The young man, feeling a little aggrieved/wronged and angry at being scolded by his mother, said this and walked towards the door.

Zhang Chunhua looked at the tablet computer, which was covered by his clothes but a corner of it was exposed as he walked. She was just about to tell him carefully that the password of the tablet computer had also been changed.

However, Dai Zhengyu, who was halfway through his walk, turned around and spoke to Chi Qing.

"Auntie, I'm leaving. Thank you for today. Goodbye."

"Okay, see you, Xiaoyu."

Chi Qing looked at Zhang Chunhua, who was calm and composed, and quickly replied.

The fight between the mother and son made me feel very embarrassed.

Oh, well, since you didn't thank me, that's not very kind of you.

Zhang Chunhua calmly turned around and drank her coffee.

After leaving the door, Dai Zhengyu hurriedly took out the tablet computer from his clothes.

Looking at the computer he hadn't seen for a long time, his bad mood that his room was about to be renovated improved a little.

Hehe, next time he comes back, take his game console away.

While thinking happily, he pressed his fingerprint to unlock the door.

"Huh?" Fingerprint verification failed.

Is it because the fingerprint has become invalid after not being used for a long time?

He quickly entered the password again. Well, the familiar feeling of wrong password came again.

He continued to enter the password several times until the computer reminded him that it was locked and he would need to wait for an hour before entering the password again. Dai Zhengyu finally accepted that his mother's password changing had reached an outrageous level.

The good mood that had just risen disappeared in an instant.

Dai Zhengyu felt that his life had entered a dark period.

I returned to my father's house in frustration, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw my father was about to go out.

Frustrated, Dai Zhengyu remembered that he had to pay tuition fees tomorrow, and hurriedly said to Dai Jianming, "Dad, please help me pay the tuition fees. My mom said she has transferred the child support to you."

"Transfer it to me! Transfer it to me! What do you mean?"

Upon hearing his son's words, Dai Jianming felt like he was angry but couldn't vent it.

Dai Jianming heard today that Dai Zhengyu had gone back home, and he hoped in his heart that his son would not come back.

Apart from anything else, during the time my son has been living at home, he really can barely afford rice.

For the young boy who is in puberty, a whole pot of rice is steamed for every meal. He and his mother each have a small bowl, and the rest of the pot is for the son.

This is still a small matter. The key is these visible and invisible expenses.

He still hasn't spent enough even after spending all his salary this month.

As a result, when he was happily about to go out on a date with his girlfriend, his son opened the door and came in again.

His mood suddenly wasn't so good anymore.

Originally, he was thinking that when his son grew up, all of Zhang Chunhua's fortune would belong to his son, and any bit of it that slipped through his son's fingers would be enough for him to live a luxurious life.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Chunhua suddenly went crazy and didn't want her son anymore.

Zhang Chunhua is a woman who can be really cruel when she gets angry.

Think about how I divorced her back then. I was tricked into giving her almost nothing.

Thinking about these, I heard my son talk about the 12 yuan tuition fee.

Dai Jianming could no longer maintain the mask of a kind father.

"Your mother only transferred 2000 yuan to me, how can that be enough!"

"That's 12!"

Before Dai Jianming could finish his words, Dai Zhengyu's phone rang. It was his mother.

"Hello, Mom." Dai Zhengyu picked up the phone.

"Your father should be next to you." Zhang Chunhua said firmly.

"Yes, I am."

"Turn on the music." Zhang Chunhua ordered.

"Dai Jianming, Xiaoyu told me about the tuition fee. Normally, you gave me 2000 yuan a month, and I covered all the other expenses."

"Logically speaking, Xiaoyu is with you now, and I've given you child support, so I don't have to worry about the money."

"But he is my son after all."

"I won't argue with you anymore. Let's split it in half. You pay 6 and I pay 6. We'll both transfer the money to Xiaoyu so that you won't accuse me of taking advantage of you."

"Zhang Chun..."

After Zhang Chunhua finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Dai Jianming to react.