Wu Zhengsi finished teaching He Biyun a lesson, and began to teach Wu Mei again, "Meimei, Dad has always said this, what do you have to say at home, and don't put things at home to talk about outside, have you forgotten all your father's words?" ”

"I didn't forget, but I hurt." Wu Mei whispered.

Wu Zhengsi was blocked, and he didn't know what to say, the youngest daughter told him that it hurt before she went out, but he didn't care, mainly because the youngest daughter had been beaten before and had never cried, so he naturally wouldn't take it seriously.

That's right, Wu Zhengsi actually knew that He Biyun beat Wu Mei, as long as no outsiders knew, he would turn a blind eye and be too lazy to care, who made Wu Mei's study so bad!

"It's your mother's fault this time, but it's also wrong for you to talk about things at home outside, so I'll tell my dad if I have something in the future, do you know?"

Wu Mei was waiting for this sentence, she opened her eyes wide and said timidly: "Can you really tell your father anything?" Mom, will she listen to Dad? ”

He Biyun glared fiercely, dead girl, she has even learned to sow discord!

Wu Zhengsi looked at her warily and replied, "Of course you have to listen, Dad is the head of the family, and his words count!" ”

When he thought of the head of the family, Wu Zhengsi accentuated his tone, and He Biyun was shocked, not daring to stare anymore.

"Well, I'll tell my dad in the future." Wu Mei grinned.

Wu Zhengsi was shaken by his little daughter's smile, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart, so he said, "Let's go, your grandparents are in a hurry." ”

He took the lead in front, the moonlight elongated his figure, his slender and slender body was folded into ninety degrees, looking like a monster, Wu Mei followed quietly, recalling what happened in his previous life, the memory was a little blurry, she had to think about it vividly, and take countermeasures in advance.

Mei Shuhan returned home, his family lived in the suburbs, the house was very dilapidated, several windows were pasted with waste newspapers, the doors were crooked, and he could retire early at any time.

"Shuhan is back?"

A weak and old voice came from the house, it was Mei Shuhan's sick mother, who could only lie on the bed for many years, but she still insisted on pasting the paper box, and she couldn't be idle for a minute.

Because this is the main income of their family, the family has to rely on pasting paper boxes for food.

"Mom, take a break, and I'll come to the paste when I'm ready."

Mei Shuhan put down his schoolbag and went to the kitchen, his family's dinner has always been very simple, Qing Shui noodles and some pickles can deal with a meal, sometimes he will go to buy some wilted vegetables at dusk, although the appearance is not good-looking, but the taste is actually the same as fresh vegetables, the price is half cheaper, and the owner of the vegetable stall is in a good mood, and he will give him the rest of the dishes, which can deal with it for several days!

"You don't need to be confused, you just need to study, Mom is in good spirits, cough cough cough!" Mei's mother coughed after saying a few words, tearing her heart.

"Mom, I'll take you to the hospital this weekend!"

Mei Shuhan was very distressed, he was tired!

"What's the disease? Don't look at it, I just choked, just drink some water to moisturize. ”

Mei Shuhan handed the teacup to her mother, but Mei's mother only took a sip, and didn't dare to drink more, she had to go to the toilet if she drank too much water, her body was too weak, and going to the toilet was all physical work for her.

Mei Shuhan silently went back to the kitchen to cook noodles, money is what he needs most urgently at the moment, with money, he can take his mother to a big hospital for treatment, he can stew meat every day to supplement his mother's nutrition, he can also dress more decently, and he no longer has to accept the pitying eyes of those female classmates.

A bunch of messy information appeared in his mind, all of which he had dreamed of in the past few nights, and all that was left in his dreams was except for the beautiful woman.

Is it really good to make a lot of money picking up scrap?

Mei Shuhan couldn't believe it, but there was such a billionaire in his dream, who made his fortune by picking up waste paper, why didn't he try?

There will be so much waste paper in the school every semester, he can intercede with the principal, buy these waste papers at a low price, and then resell them to the hukou purchase station, and the difference in the middle should be stronger than the paste paper box.