"What little white face? What do you say?" Yu Zhile thought that the sister who pretended to be Yu Zihuan was at most suspected of being unruly or deceived by his aunt. She never expected that Yu Yanglan would pour such dirty water when she came up. Cheng Bao/raising Yu Zihuan was taken advantage of.
"I teach my nephew that it is not your turn to talk too much!" Yu Yanglan turned abruptly, and turned to Yu Zhile, pressed her fingers on her shoulders, and pushed her back and staggered, "Do you dare to make others say nothing I tell you, he is not an adult, you are a crime! It would be good if I didn't call the police to catch you!"
Yu Zhile was shivering with anger. She didn't understand how Yu Yanglan, as Yu Zihuan’s relative, could use the most malicious intent to conjecture the relationship between her and Yu Zihuan, "I treat Xiaohuan as a brother, and I have never done anything wrong. Please don’t spit people!"
Yu Yanglan snorted coldly, "Brother? I heard from the neighborhood in the street just now downstairs, saying that Yu Zihuan went in and out with a woman every day, as good as the same person, and you have no blood relationship. Who believes there is nothing tricky?"
"You have a nasty mind. Don't think that everyone is the same as you. Whether you are related by blood is not necessarily related to whether you are related to your relatives. If you are related to him, it is not that you have never cared about his life and death!"
Yu Yanglan squinted at the bed in the back room, and said to Yu Zhile weirdly: "I'll ask you, are you alone in the same room? Do you share the same bed?"
Yu Zhile, who was not very emboldened, paused. He paused for only two seconds, but his momentum fell short. "We don't have one. Don't you know that No. 1 Middle School is a boarding system?"
"Then how was he before his first high school? There are weekends? Don’t tell me, you’ve never spent the night alone in this room, he is such a beautiful little boy, men may be tempted, you dare to say you haven’t His mind? Didn't act on him?"
"It's fine if you frame me, he is your own nephew! How can you pour dirty water on him like this?" Yu Zhile only felt a suffocating breath in his throat, and pointed at Yu Yanglan's hand shaking with anger.
"Huh, that's really bad." Yu Yanglan curled her lips and looked up and down the silent Yu Zihuan with disdain, "Who knows if what the fuck was pregnant was my brother's."
"What the hell are you here for?" When Yu Zihuan spoke, he still didn't look up at Yu Yanglan, his tone was calm and almost indifferent, as if the protagonist in those words was not him at all.
Yu Yanglan walked around in such a big circle, and what he was waiting for was his words. She glanced at Yu Zhile, smiled and said without a smile: "You are the gold master and went to a good school. You can't forget your home. Good people, Tongtong pays ten thousand borrowing fees per semester, how can you do something about it? The tuition and accommodation fees for each semester of No. 1 Middle School are several thousand, right? Plus food and living expenses, one year Anyway, it costs 20,000 to 30,000. Since she is willing to spend so much money for you, she can spend some blood to buy a peaceful and safe place, right?"
Her eyes rolled round and round, and her face was full of calculations, "Otherwise... if I call the police, she won't be able to eat good fruits!"
In fact, Yu Yanglan originally thought that Grandma Yu Zihuan might have left him a lot of inheritance, thinking that the child was so fooled, she came to the door to pick up a fortune, and swallowed her grandma Yu Zihuan’s money to finance her own expenses. The neighbor said that a woman who claimed to be Yu Zihuan's sister lived with him. After realizing it with her own eyes, she thought that Yu Zhile was a rich woman with a white face, and thought that Yu Zihuan was just like her daughter. She went to a good school just by going to the back door.
"How much do you want?"
When Yu Yanglan saw Yu Zihuan let go, she was overjoyed and stretched out a finger. She wanted to say ten thousand. With a flash of eyes, the lion opened his mouth and said: "One hundred thousand, you give me one hundred thousand, and I promise not to disturb you again!"
Yu Zhile was really eye-opening, she was completely speechless with anger.Yu Zihuan was admitted to the First Middle School on her own, and she received a scholarship every semester, so her salary was able to maintain the expenses of the two, and her manuscript fees and grandma Yu Zihuan’s inheritance were reserved for his future school use. Don't say that she can't put out one hundred thousand, even if she has so much spare money, it will definitely not be cheap for such a disgusting person if she spends all of it for fun.
"One hundred thousand?" Yu Zihuan laughed suddenly after hearing Yu Yanglan's request, but there was no smile on his face when he raised his head. He approached Yu Yanglan step by step, his eyes and tone full of coldness and threats. "Do you know that as a guardian, you are legally obligated. You also know that I am a minor, but have you managed me? Do you remember when you gave me money last time?"
Yu Yanglan has always regarded him as a weak, deceptive, and speechless child. She suddenly saw him exposing his nature, and was deterred by the hostility and obvious offensive he exudes. For a while, her mind was blank, and she was forced to step back.
"I don't remember, do you? I tell you, it was February last year, one year and three months ago. So you call the police? Do you really dare? I promise that the police will first hold you accountable for not fulfilling your guardian duties, see See who can't eat good fruit."
Yu Yanglan was forced to retreat to the door by Yu Zihuan, tripped over the threshold, shook her body backwards, and fell to the ground with her butt. Yu Zihuan lowered her eyes slightly and looked at her condescendingly, whether or not she was caught. She slammed the door shut with a bang.
Yu Zhile hadn't recovered a bit, and then he heard Yu Yanglan's desperate reluctance to speak outside the door. How ugly to say, for fear that the neighbors would not hear or understand who she was cursing, but Yu Zihuan did not at all. What to do after putting down your schoolbag.
"No, you can't let her talk nonsense, what should the people around you think of us?" Yu Zhile was unwilling to be slandered by Yu Yanglan, and wanted to go out to prevent her from continuing to spoil her.
Yu Zihuan grabbed her and said lightly: "Don't care about her, the more you care about her, the more vigorous she will be."
"But that can't..." Yu Zhile felt that what Yu Zihuan said was reasonable, but he felt that Yu Yanglan could not be left alone, "Are you not angry that she said that to us?"
Yu Zihuan remained calm, "Why should I be angry?"
Yu Zhile didn’t know what to say about him, and said inexplicably, “How could she not be angry when she said that I would support you? If she shouts like this, everyone in the neighborhood will know that I’m not your sister, and they don’t know. What ugly gossip came out."
"Do we have an improper relationship like she said?"
"No." Yu Zhile shook his head.
"Then you have thoughts about me that you shouldn't have as she said?"
"Neither." Yu Zhile continued to shake his head.
Yu Zihuan gave her a meaningful look, looked away, and said lightly: "That's all right, you said, the tongue is on others, and we can't pull their tongues. Let them go. "
After being hit again by the crit of his own tricks, Yu Zhile was choked and powerless to refute, but he still struggled to say: "It is true that the clearer is clear, but this is still different from the previous situation."
"Are you guilty?" Yu Zihuan's eyes lit up, staring at Yu Zhile.
"That's not true." Yu Zhile fell back weakly, leaning against the wall and said.
The light in Yu Zihuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he did not answer.
"I don’t know how long I can stay here, so I don’t care. But your situation in the community has finally improved, and they don’t mention your mother too much. People will definitely take advantage of the problem and get involved with your mother and grandmother. We obviously didn't do anything shameful, but it hurt your family's reputation. We always feel uncomfortable."
Yu Zihuan stopped taking things from his schoolbag, and laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly, "Don't blame yourself, the people who appreciate you the most in this world must be my mother and grandmother. They won't be blamed for a few gossips. You. You have seen the virtue of my aunt. Without you, I wouldn't say go to high school. I might have died long ago."
"Bah, baah! What do you say is immortal?" When Yu Zhile heard him say "dead", he immediately recovered from his posture lying limp on the wall, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "You must not only read In high school, you have to go to college, graduate school, find a good job, marry a beautiful wife, have a few more beautiful dolls than you, and have a lot of children and grandchildren, and live a long life! This is worthy of me, you know?"
When Yu Zihuan heard her talk about letting him marry a wife and have children, most of the smile that was triggered by her accent like cross talk disappeared immediately. Although he was still smiling, it had some meaning of grinding his molars. The words are very clear, "Well, I must be worthy of you."
Yu Yanglan grinned and grinned outside the house for a long time. Seeing that no one responded, she finally asked herself to be boring and left angrily, and went downstairs to find the women with long tongues who were willing to listen to her rumors.
But what Yu Zhile was worried about was unavoidable. People in the community knew that she and Yu Zihuan were not related by blood. When they saw them appear, those aunts and grandpas still smiled politely, but there is always a smile in that smile. With some urgency and contempt, the eyes full of malicious prying and speculation always stuck to the two of them, let alone pointing and snickering behind them.
Yu Zihuan is at school five days a week, that is, on weekends, he will be harassed by rumors, but Yu Zhile has to face the unkind arguments of the people around him every day. On several occasions, people in the supermarket pointed to her and said that she was a lover/child addiction.Although Sister Li initially expressed that she believed she was not such a person, she couldn't resist the pressure of people complaining to her. One day when she was off work, she asked Yu Zhile to settle her salary and not come the next day. Up.
After hearing that, Yu Zhile didn't say much. After receiving her salary, she bowed to sister Li, thanked her for taking care of her and said goodbye, and then left the small supermarket where she had been working for almost two years reluctantly.
In fact, it’s okay without this job. Her novel writing career is on the right track. The editor said that her novels are selling well, and she is willing to continue publishing her subsequent stories, and earn more than cash in a small supermarket. , But she was still unwilling to lose her job just like that.
As she walked, Yu Zhile felt a chill on her face. She touched her face and found that she was crying. She walked back to the community quickly, opened the door and entered the building, and finally couldn’t hold back her grievance, her legs weakened by the wall on the first floor. Kneeling down, wept silently in the dark corridor.
"What are you doing here?"
Yu Zhile cried for a while, when a male voice suddenly came over her head. She raised her head dimly with tears in her eyes and saw Yan Yuanqing standing in front of Uncle Wang's house.