The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Zhuang Xiaoting later called Wang Gang and told him that her father and mother had come to snatch the house.

Wang Gang thought about it and decided to go back to Suzhou to support Huang Ling, but Huang Ling soon called the school and told him not to go back to Suzhou.

Huang Ling was worried that once he came back, he would be held hostage by his parents-in-law and subjected to moral blackmail, and that things would only get worse.

Wang Gang did not agree to Huang Ling and secretly returned to Suzhou, but he did not go home immediately. Instead, he went to find Zhuang Chaoying first.

Zhuang Chaoying was very happy to see his son come back, until his son took out two thousand yuan.

"This money is my compensation to you on behalf of Mom. You can use it to rent an apartment."

Zhuang Chaoying's face turned extremely pale in an instant.

"Tunan, what do you mean?"

"I hope you and mom get divorced as soon as possible, and dad and grandma should never appear in front of mom again." Wang Gang said resolutely.

Zhuang Chaoying's eyes were slightly red, and he said forcefully: "They are your father and grandmother, your relatives!"

Wang Gang said calmly: "If my father and grandmother were not my relatives, I would have taken revenge on them long ago."

Zhuang Chaoying could no longer sit still.

"Zhuang Tunan, don't forget, your last name is Zhuang!" Zhuang Chaoying shouted.

"It's just a surname. I can also change it to Huang." Wang Gang said coldly.

Zhuang Chaoying raised his hand and wanted to slap Wang Gang, but the slap took a long time to land and finally hit Zhuang Chaoying's own face.

"What did I do wrong to deserve this as a family?"

Wang Gang sighed and said, "Dad, your biggest problem is that you only care about the big family and abandon your own family, and you end up offending both sides."

Zhuang Chaoying said dejectedly: "Tunan, if it were you, what would you do? On one side are my parents, and on the other side is your mother, it's difficult for me too!"

Wang Gang said without hesitation: "Isn't my choice very clear? I chose my mother!"

Zhuang Chaoying patted his chest and said, "I think I care about you and Xiaoting just as much as your mother does!"

Wang Gang shook his head and said, "When you say this, it already proves that you are not as good as my mother.

My mother never compares and only thinks about what’s best for us!”

Zhuang Chaoying was stunned.

"As a son, I hope you can part ways in peace and give everyone some dignity," Wang Gang advised.

Zhuang Chaoying took a long time to reply: "Okay, I will divorce your mother and I don't want the house, but you and Xiaoting must come back to my father and grandmother's house with me during the holidays!"

Wang Gang said coldly: "I can promise you, but Xiaoting must go back voluntarily, you can't force her."

Zhuang Chaoying sighed: "Okay, I promise you."

After Wang Gang had an agreement with Zhuang Chaoying, he left the two thousand yuan to him and then went home to see Huang Ling.

When Huang Ling saw her son come back, she immediately realized that he must have gone to find his father.

"My father agreed to the divorce and will not come to fight for the house in the future." Wang Gang said to Huang Ling with a smile.

"Why are you so disobedient, kid? Didn't I tell you not to come back?" Huang Ling blamed him with concern.

"Mom, I told you that I will be your strong support from now on."

Huang Ling's eyes turned red instantly. In order to hide it, she turned her back and walked towards the kitchen.

"You've come all the way back, you must be hungry! I'll make you a bowl of noodles." "Okay."

The news of Wang Gang's return soon reached Wu Shanshan, and she rushed to Huang Ling's house without even eating.

"Brother Tuanan, you're back!" Wu Shanshan felt a little shy when she saw Wang Gang.

"Shanshan, are you done with school? Are you used to the high school courses?" Wang Gang greeted.

"Well, high school math is much harder than junior high school math, and I find it a bit difficult to learn." Wu Shanshan felt that Wang Gang's attitude towards her had not changed, and she felt a lot more at ease.

Wang Gang smiled and said, "I am currently tutoring my landlord's daughter in mathematics. When I return to Shanghai, I will copy a copy of the review materials and send it to you."

"The landlord's daughter, is she that Xie Lingling?" Wu Shanshan asked anxiously.

"Xiao Ting told you!" Wang Gang said indifferently.

"Yeah." Wu Shanshan hesitated to speak, not knowing how to start asking about Xie Lingling.

Wang Gang had no intention of explaining, or perhaps it should be said that there was no need for him to explain at all.

For Wang Gang, Wu Shanshan has always been just a neighbor's daughter. Although Wu Shanshan has some interest in him, Wang Gang always believes that it is just the ignorance of adolescence and she will understand when she grows up.

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Huang Ling came out with a bowl of noodles and asked Wu Shanshan when she saw her: "Shanshan is here! Have you eaten yet? How about staying and eating together?"

"No, my parents are waiting for me to go home and cook." Wu Shanshan said reluctantly: "I will come again when I have a chance."

Watching Wu Shanshan leaving, Wang Gang wondered, "Why is Shanshan cooking at Uncle Wu's house next door?"

Huang Ling sighed: "You know the situation of the Wu family. The couple is busy with work, and Shanshan, as the eldest sister, has to take care of her younger brothers and sisters.

This child is pitiful, she lost her mother at a young age, and her stepmother treats her badly."

Wang Gang said: "Every family has its own problems. We can't interfere in other people's affairs. Although Aunt Zhang favors her own daughter, she didn't abuse Wu Shanshan and her brother. She still raised them. As a stepmother, she has done a good job."

"Who says it's not true?" Huang Ling sighed: "Zhang A-mei favors her own daughter, but Zhang Min herself is not motivated and can't get into high school, so she can only go to a technical secondary school.

It turns out that Zhang A-mei had a deep plan. She let her daughter Zhang Min study textiles so that she could take up Old Wu’s place and work in the cotton mill in the future.”

"Every bite and every sip has its cause and effect. Aunt Zhang has been scheming for her daughter, but sooner or later she will have to pay it forward. Wu Shanshan's future development may not be worse than Zhang Min's." Wang Gang lowered his head to eat noodles and stopped talking about other people's family affairs.

"Tuanan, did you buy the house next to Xie's later?" Huang Ling suddenly remembered the house and asked.

"The money has been paid, and I asked Uncle Xie to help me get a property rights certificate from the street office. The transfer of ownership cannot be processed for the time being!" Wang Gang said with a smile.

"How much did it cost? Do you have enough money?" Huang Ling asked with concern.

"I spent 23,000 yuan, which is basically all my previous years' writing fees. But the house is still worth it. If the owner wasn't in a hurry to sell a house like that, he wouldn't be able to get it for 23,000 yuan."

Huang Ling said distressedly: "That's not cheap either. Who can afford 20,000 yuan now?"

Wang Gang disagreed. You know, a small Western-style building in the center of Shanghai might not be worth even 100 million yuan after 30 years. Buying it for 23,000 yuan was a huge profit.

The most important thing is that Wang Gang doesn’t lack the 23,000 yuan.

"Mom, last time I told you about going to Shanghai, what do you think about it?" Wang Gang asked Huang Ling after finishing his noodles.

"I don't want my position at the cotton mill in Shanghai anymore!" Huang Ling shook her head and said, "Let's talk about it later! Maybe I'll live in Shanghai for a while after I retire, and you can keep a room for Xiaoting and me."

"OK then!"

Wang Gang also knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed. Jobs in large companies were still popular, and it was not realistic to ask Huang Ling to give up.

When the wave of layoffs comes, it should be much easier for Wang Gang to invite Huang Ling to Shanghai. (End of this chapter)