Peasant Girl Reborn To Revenge

"I can't help it either. My father kicked me out of the house when he didn't allow me to eat dinner. What else can I do if I don't come out to work to make money? Can I let them die at home?" Ye Ziqing looked at them with pathetic eyes.

"That must be your disobedience."

"The eldest aunt was right. I didn't listen to him. He asked me to go to No. 7 middle school. He said that I didn't need to pay tuition fees. He could also pack the housework at home and study in yeziqiao. Zhang Aiqin could play cards every day, while I wanted to study in Xingcheng. I was admitted to the best high school in the city. Why didn't you let me study?" Ye Ziqing complained angrily.

"Your father is a little eccentric."

"Is he eccentric? Zhang Ziying is a waste of reading. She can read wherever she wants. Do you know, big aunt? Zhang Ziying also studies in Xingcheng No. 1 middle school, but she bought it with sponsorship fees. My father is willing to spend a lot of sponsorship fees to let Zhang Ziying study in key high school. Why can't I study in a key high school?"

"Aunt, do you think I picked it up? Otherwise, why can't I even compare with Zhang Ziying's finger?"

"Nonsense, I saw you born with my own eyes. How could it be picked up." Grandma Ye shouted loudly.

"I thought I had picked it up. Otherwise, my father didn't like me. Zhang Aiqin beat and scolded whenever he wanted. He often didn't give food. He slapped himself a little less than he wanted. Many times I was embarrassed to go to school." The leaf murmured.

"Well, you'll come out when you come out. Study hard and try to get into a good university. When you work, you'll come out." Grandma Ye couldn't say anything else when she said so miserably.

"Ziqing, I heard you want to sell spicy tofu in the canteen of the first living area of the steel factory. Your business is very good. Did you make a lot of money?" Zhang Aili remembered her purpose.

"Generally speaking, I can earn a few yuan a day to cover my living expenses. As for the tuition, I have to think of other ways to do something else during the winter vacation." Ye Ziqing said honestly.

"So little?" Zhang Aili doesn't believe it. She heard that business is good. She can sell a bucket of spicy tofu every morning. She can't buy it late.

"How much can this small business earn? And the cost is not low. Making spicy tofu consumes special oil, and all kinds of spices are not cheap. I have to get up early in the morning to cook tofu. I have no way to go to school. I can only do this to earn some hard money." Ye Ziqing said with a wry smile. Unexpectedly, Zhang Aili took a fancy to her business.

It's not hard to understand that Zhang Aili has no job. In addition to sometimes managing temporary work to subsidize the family, she usually does housework at home. She is an out and out housewife. Ye Zhiguo is just an ordinary worker, with only that little dead salary every month.

Although her daughter ye Ziyu works, she likes to dress up and eat snacks. The salary is not enough for her to subsidize her family. She also has a son studying in a college in a neighboring city, which requires not only tuition but also living expenses, but also her parents. The burden of her family is not light. Of course, if she has a way to make money, she will stare at it.

"You're right. Doing business every morning doesn't affect school." Zhang Aili thought of getting up early every morning and not making much money, so she had no idea.

"You stay here with your grandmother. I'll go and work first." Since she didn't want to do it, Zhang Aili was willing to sit down again and pat her ass.

"Grandma, I'm going back. I'm going to participate in the math competition in the city in a few days. I'm going back to read." Ye Ziqing and grandma ye have no common language, and they don't want to see her face here.

"Go ahead. Don't hate your father. He's also confused." Grandma Ye didn't care about ye Ziqing. Instead, she advised her not to hate Ye Zhiyong, which made Ye Ziqing cold and ice.

"I see. Grandma, you should also pay attention to your body. Don't worry too much."

Ye Ziqing rode back slowly, while Zhang Ziying hurried to her Uncle Zhang Chengwei's house.

"Big uncle, big aunt, cousin." Zhang Chengwei's rented house is very small. There are three old houses for a family of four. There is no separate living room and restaurant. It's very cramped. Zhang Ziying doesn't want to come here.

"Ziying is coming. Sit down." Zhang Chengwei and his wife warmly greeted Zhang Ziying, poured tea and took candy, making Zhang Ziying feel like a little public act loved by individuals.

"Ziying, your mother and daughter are still powerful. I really sent you to Xingcheng No. 1 middle school to study." Zhang Jiabao disgruntled and turned his lips. He couldn't get any candy at home, but he was willing to give up to Zhang Ziying.

"Cousin, why do you say that about me and my mother?" Zhang Ziying looked at Zhang Jiabao discontentedly.

"What nonsense?" Wang Mei patted Zhangjiabao twice on the back and turned to apologize to Zhang Ziying. "Your cousin is not sensible. Don't be general with him."

"Uncle, aunt, I have no living expenses. My mother asked me to borrow some from your house first and return it to you when I get the money back on national day." Of course Zhang Ziying can't argue with Zhang Jiabao. She came to borrow money today.

There are so many rich people in class 11 that none of the students dressed better and ate better than her. The clothes she thought were very good were worse than those of those students. This made her lose face. In order to package herself, she went to the department store with Wang Mengmeng for two Sundays to buy clothes.

The clothes in the department store are very expensive. A few sets of clothes spent all the money Zhang Aiqin bought her clothes and living expenses, so she had to come to Zhang Chengwei's house to borrow money.

"How much?" Wang Mei frowned. Unexpectedly, she borrowed money.

"Give me fifty." Zhang Ziying dared not ask for more when she saw her aunt's slightly changed face.

"I see. I'll bring it to you later." Wang Mei can't turn against Zhang Aiqin for 50 yuan. "After dinner, let your cousin take you to school."

"Don't eat, I have to go to the piano teacher to learn the piano." Zhang Ziying is a little anxious. If she doesn't hurry up, she will be late. The piano teacher is very strict. Originally, she doesn't have much talent and doesn't want to accept her. It's just that the person entrusted by Ye Zhiyong is the boss of the teacher's son who has to accept her. If her learning attitude is no longer good, the teacher can't teach her wholeheartedly.

"Jiabao, you ride your bike to see your cousin off." Zhang Chengwei knew that his sister attached great importance to Zhang Ziying's education, and dared not delay. He gave her 50 yuan and asked Zhang Jiabao to send her.

"Cousin, is it easy for you to go to technical school?" Zhang Ziying sat on the back of the bike and talked to Zhang Jiabao without a word.

"Fortunately, the teachers in your No. 1 middle school are very strict. Can you bear it?" Zhangjiabao doesn't look down on Zhang Ziying. None of the people in his family are reading materials, including Zhang Ziying.