The stepfather next to him coughed twice and asked in a daze, "Xiaozhao called?"

"Yes, it's my daughter!"

The existence of his stepfather repelled Wang Zhao even a little moved, although he had a better brain than Qi Huixian: "It's okay to call so late, right?"

Qi Huixian hurriedly redirected his words, and Wang Zhao said stiffly: "Don't worry, I can't die, I just want to ask you a few questions, is it convenient for you now?"

"Convenient, convenient, you say. ”

"You'd better pick it up in the living room, I'm afraid your husband will hear it and affect your relationship. ”

"Okay, okay, right away, right away. ”

In her memory, Qi Huixian had never been so submissive, and there was the sound of buttons colliding in the microphone, rustling, and a slight tremor of her teeth.

Is there no heating at home, Wang Zhao didn't ask, she didn't care. Grinding, pretending to be old-fashioned.

She took the initiative to make a call, but she was angry that she couldn't let it out, as if she was calling an enemy.

"Xiao Tuanzi, I'm out, you say, your dad is sick, and it's not good to cough for a month......"

"Qi Huixian, did you marry your husband because I went to high school?"

"I, I ......"

"Am I right? Why are you doing this! And for my own good? Do you think I'm going to be grateful to you! I'll tell you the truth, I never treated you as my mother, you don't deserve it at all, you mercenary woman!"

"No, no, little tuanzi, no......"

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you for giving birth to me, Qi Huixian!" Wang Zhao tore his hair, the hot feeling spread to his toes, and the pent-up hatred was knocked out at once.

Qi Huixian cried promally, sure enough, she was still dead set when she was old, crying and crying, Wang Zhao shouted with red eyes: "What are you crying for! I'm dead! You're crying!"

Qi Huixian immediately held back her crying: "Xiao Tuanzi, my mother was not good before, my mother was not gentle enough for you, she didn't care enough about you, it was my mother who was not good, it was me who was bad, you should hate me, you should be." Child, don't be angry with yourself, you're alone outside, and you don't have anyone to take care of, you ......"

"What are you doing, writing a confession! I'll ask you, how did I go to high school! You say, you say! I'm angry and has nothing to do with your!"

The call was answered by the stepfather.

"Xiaozhao, in order to reward the teachers in the county, after the end of the high school entrance examination, three places were specially approved, one of which was given to our family. Because before I married your mother, I taught in Tibet for two years, so you can go to the high school that you didn't get into, not because your mother married me, or because I went through the back door, but because we became a family, and it just so happened that this document was issued in the county, and my daughter Wang Zhao gave you the qualifications to go to school. Do you understand, if the county doesn't have this policy, even if your mother marries me, you won't be able to go to a key high school? ”

Her stepfather seemed to be very ill and coughed as he explained.

His answer solved Wang Zhao's question, but it did not solve her entanglement.

"Then I can go to high school, don't I still take advantage of you, if you don't marry Qi Huixian, where will I be qualified!"

"Xiaozhao", the stepfather paused: "Do you think that your mother is divorced and cannot remarry, right? If our marriage hurt you back then, I apologize to you, I pursued your mother, I have been married to her for so many years, I feel very happy." Back then, we thought you were young, and I didn't explain much to you, it was my fault, I'm sorry, Xiaozhao. You haven't been home for so many years, I feel very guilty with your mother, always wondering what we did wrong, making the child hate us and hate being like this, I understand a little now, the problem is in our marriage, I am still the principal, I really didn't take into account your emotions, I'm sorry, Xiaozhao. ”

Her stepfather is a standard Confucian student, gentle, and Wang Zhao is not angry with him, but he also does not have the status to let her release her past suspicions.

She willfully hung up the phone, and they couldn't get in anyway.

She never thinks that a divorced woman has no right to pursue happiness anymore, Wang Zhao just thinks that the divorced Qi Huixian is not worthy.

Before coming, Wang Zhao thought about it and decided how to fight this divorce case according to the condition of Shen Butterfly's child. If the child's current situation is a mess, then I'm sorry, to hell with Zhao Yi's requests, go to court to fight a lawsuit, she has a way to let Zhao Yi get out of the house.

Is it due to the influence of Han Xiaoyin's uneven personality, because of his yearning for the road, his inexplicable pity for children, or his impulse beyond reason, no matter what the reason for the label, it can't be attached to the former Wang Zhao.

She only had one thought: in this cruel world, please spare the weak children, and please bring all the sins to those who brought them to this cruel world, who make their own decisions, do whatever they want, and deserve a thousand cuts.

As soon as I inquired at the entrance of the village, it was easy to find out where the repairman's house was located, a small two-story building, which was not rich in appearance, but it was not shabby.

"Teacher Wang. Han Xiaoyin suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing here?"

"My grandmother's house is in the next village, so I'm familiar with the situation here. ”

Wang Zhao did not squeak.

Han Xiaoyin followed: "I was so angry that I didn't sleep all night." ”

The gate was open, and there were five or six children playing in the yard. The top of the yard was completely closed, and the snow could not fall, but the glass also blocked the light, and the whole yard was dim. The eldest child was playing with an old yo-yo, and the younger one was playing with labor tools such as mops, shovels, and poles.

The two youngest were rolling on the ground, their heavy padded jackets wrapping them in bulky balls, and dust and snot mixed with saliva flowed downward, not to mention the clothes, and their dirty hair was clumped.

Shen Butterfly's child should be one of the two youngest.

It seems that he was not treated well here.

Han Xiaoyin took out the two packs of small biscuits from her bag, squatted down and stretched out her palms. The eldest child rushed over and snatched a pack, the other children did not dare to move, and the two youngest watched with wide eyes. Han Xiaoyin stretched out his hand to them, and a child struggled to get up, walked two steps tremblingly, fell, and continued to crawl, his small mouth kept smacking: "Eat, eat, eat, eat......"

A woman came out of the back room: "I know how to eat all day long, but I didn't give you breakfast!"

She noticed Wang Zhao and Han Xiaoyin, and her eyes widened: "Who of you, what are you going to eat for the child, what are you doing, who let you in! Get out!"