Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Old Mrs. Zheng's eyes were rolling around. She didn't know Director Zhong, but the fact that he was a director meant that he was an official. If an official came back to visit her home, wouldn't it mean that he valued her eldest grandson?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zheng suddenly felt very proud. She puffed out her chest and said proudly, "Thanks to your care for my Xiaoqiang, he will definitely be able to enter university and bring honor to the school in the future."

Someone who has no impression at all is definitely not a good candidate, so Director Zhong just hummed.

The most proud thing in the life of Old Lady Zheng is that her grandson is good at studying. The school leaders have come, so she must bring them to her home to sit and let everyone know how good her grandson is at studying. She grabbed Director Zhong's hand and said, "Leader, our home is over there, please come with us."

What's going on? Director Zhong was a little confused, "Why should I go with you?"

"Aren't you here for a home visit?" Old Mrs. Zheng didn't understand. Was she too old to understand what a home visit meant?

Director Zhong said unhappily, "Who said I was here for a home visit?"

"Why are you here at my son's house if you're not here for a home visit?" Mrs. Zheng asked, "Leader, please don't make a mistake. This is my fourth son's home. Xiaoqiang is the only one in our family who goes to school in the county."

Zheng Juzi wanted to roll her eyes, but she held back her temper and asked, "Grandma, what's the matter with you and him?"

Grandma? Director Zhong's heart moved.

Old Mrs. Zheng got mad: "What's the matter with you, you little bitch? You knew the leader went to the wrong place but didn't even tell him. You could have sent someone to tell him earlier.

If you do this, what will you do if your boss has a bad impression of your cousin in the future? ! "

Zheng Juzi... She really shouldn't have spoken. This was simply an unprovoked disaster.

I don't know how many times I cursed in my heart, but I smiled and said, "Grandma, you misunderstood. Director Zhong is not here to see my cousin."

"Nonsense!" Old Mrs. Zheng refused to believe it and stabbed the ground twice with her cane. "Your cousin is the only one in our village who wants to go to the county town to study. If he didn't come to see your cousin, then he must be looking for you?!"

Director Zhong originally wanted the grandmother to help persuade her, so he quickly explained, "Old lady, I'm here for your granddaughter."

"What?" Although Mrs. Zheng was old, she was not hard of hearing at all. She asked in disbelief, "Why are you, a senior leader, looking for this little girl?"

Director Zhong said: "Your children are good at studying. Your granddaughter ranked first in the county in the entrance exam to junior high school."

Old Mrs. Zheng was confused. It turned out that her granddaughter was the one who made her proud. Should she be happy or angry?

Zheng Qiang felt like there was a fly stuck in his throat that he couldn't swallow or spit out, and he felt very uncomfortable - how could it be possible? It was already amazing that he got the first place in the town, but his cousin was actually the first in the county.

If someone else said it, he would think it might be false, but what Director Zhong said must be true.

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts burst out in Zheng Qiang's mind, the strongest one was - does Fourth Uncle not want to give him money because his daughter has done well?

Why?! He is the most promising male in the Zheng family.

Director Zhong wanted to persuade Mrs. Zheng to persuade her son, "It's a good thing that both daughters can study. As a parent, you can't delay your children's studies because of spoiling them, right? No matter how good No. 6 Middle School is, it's not as good as No. 1 Middle School."

Persuade your son?

Bullshit advice!

Mrs. Zheng’s ideas were different from her son’s, but they made the same choice: “They are just two little girls. When they get married, they will belong to someone else’s family. Why waste this money?!”

Although Mrs. Zheng's words were unpleasant, Director Zhong still felt that such people were familiar country people, and they met his preconceptions before coming here. "That's no problem. Your classmate Zheng Juzi has good grades. The school takes care of her because her family in the countryside has limited financial conditions. As long as she goes to No. 1 Middle School, her tuition will be waived, and the school can also appropriately compensate her for some living expenses."

There was an undercurrent of jealousy in Zheng Qiang's heart, as if there was a ball of unquenchable anger burning in his chest, and it was like being soaked in lemon juice, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Old Mrs. Zheng also felt that it was unfair. No matter how well a girl studied, she was still someone else's daughter. Only her grandson was her own. She immediately made "arrangements" for Director Zhong. "Since they are not going, I can give the money to my grandson. Xiaoqiang, our son, doesn't have to pay tuition this year, right? How should I give him living expenses?"

Director Zhong, who only wanted the two sisters to go to No. 1 Middle School, was stunned and emphasized: "I said that Zheng Juzi can be exempted from tuition only if she comes to our school."

"Aren't they all the same?" Old Mrs. Zheng really didn't think she had a problem. "They are all for our Zheng family. Our Xiaoqiang is better at studying than his two cousins. Isn't it the same to exempt him from tuition?

When my Xiaoqiang gets admitted to university, the school will also benefit from it. Isn't that better than those two girls?"

It didn't make sense, it didn't make sense at all. After a conversation of "you say yours and I say mine", Director Zhong was completely unable to change Mrs. Zheng's mind, so he found an excuse and ran away.

Looking at his figure, Old Mrs. Zheng finally realized that people just wanted to waive Zheng Juzi's tuition because Zheng Juzi was better at studying than her grandson.

How can this be?

Old Mrs. Zheng couldn't help but waver when she thought of the fortune teller's words that were widely circulated in the village - is it really like this?

So does she still have to curry favor with these two granddaughters now?

Soon, Old Mrs. Zheng's logic was self-consistent again - that was because the fortuneteller did not tell the fortune for her fifth son, otherwise there would definitely be more good words, and her grandson would definitely be better.

Zheng Qiang couldn't think of a logically consistent day. He just felt that today was the most embarrassing day for him. He pulled Old Lady Zheng's hand with some anger and said, "Grandma, let's go back."

Mrs. Zheng then remembered why she came here: "I haven't received the money yet."

"No, let's go back first."

Although his cousin didn't say anything, Zheng Qiang felt extremely anxious and half persuaded and half forced Old Lady Zheng to leave.

Too shameful!

The director whom he needed to please actually came to his cousin's house to recruit people, which made his best academic brilliance dim.

Zheng Juzi naturally wouldn't care about Zheng Qiang's mood. If she knew, she would definitely be happier.

Not long after, those teachers who wanted to snatch Zheng Feizhou away also left, and it was decided that Zheng Feizhou would transfer to the town primary school to attend the fifth grade.

Mu Xiaoyun felt that every pore of her body was filled with pride and excitement. She wanted to tell the world how excellent her children were. All the teachers in the school were trying to recruit them.

These days are really getting better and better.

Once her children have grown up, her life will be enough.

She doesn't know many words, and recently she learned how to use a dictionary and slowly started reading the books on the bookshelf. She even carefully wrapped each book in a book cover.