Chapter 3 It's all your mother's fault
I bent down to pick up what had fallen on the ground, it was the same underwear I had lost the other day, and there was a white stain on it...
What is it?
Thinking of what the biology teacher said in class, I suddenly guessed, and there was a burst of enthusiasm on my face.
"Who let you into my room?"
I was startled by the sudden sound from behind, and I subconsciously hid my panties behind me.
Zheng Xinguang still has the same stinky face as always, like I owe something, "I'll ask you!"
I lowered my head, bit my lip, and for a moment felt as if I was the one who did something wrong: "I just knocked on the door, you weren't there, so ......"
Before he could finish speaking, he had already walked in and looked around the room, "So, who told you to tamper with my room without my permission?"
Although I couldn't tell if he was angry or not, I still nervously hurriedly explained, "I just saw that the room was a little messy, so I thought I would help you clean it up." ”
I was afraid that he wouldn't believe me, so I hurriedly emphasized, "I really just cleaned up the room and didn't move anything." ”
He sneered, "Troublesome guy, do you need to clean it up?"
I was debating whether to ask him about his underwear when he was already walking towards the computer desk behind me.
Seeing that I had been standing still, he glared at me impatiently, "Don't go out yet?"
As soon as he approached, I hurriedly took two steps back, but with this one movement, he could already see what I was holding, "What are you holding in your hand?"
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. "At this moment, my heart is empty.
My youngest daughter's family is always a little shy, and this is still a personal object, so I am really at a loss.
But Zheng Xinguang's eyes became fierce at this moment, and he didn't give up, "What are you holding in your hand? I don't want to talk about you if you mess with the things in my room, hand over the things in my hand to me now!"
I don't know where I got the courage at that time, so I took several steps back in a row, widening the distance between me and him, "Why, this ...... This is my stuff. ”
"Did you take your stuff from my room? Are you kidding me?" he seemed a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly reached out to grab it.
I only cared about the underwear hidden in my hand, and I didn't notice the bed behind me, as soon as he moved, I just cared about retreating, and finally tripped over the bed and fell on the bed, and he also pounced at this time, and the boy's sense of oppression made me red-faced.
How can he know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and if he threatens, he will open his mouth, "Don't force me to be rough with you, do you understand?"
He eventually grabbed the hand I had been hiding behind my back, but when he saw my underwear, he froze and threw it into the trash.
I pretended to be angry and said, "I said that it was my stuff a long time ago, and you have to rob it." ”
"I ...... Hmph!"
He was blocked and had nothing to say, and it seemed that he was also empty-hearted.
To be honest, this is the first time since I moved into Zheng's house that he doesn't seem so scary.
I watched his gaze grow bolder, and if nothing else, he was good enough to attract adolescent girls.
Maybe my gaze was too unscrupulous, and his temper came up again, "What do you see!"
I don't know where I got the courage to choke him in a whisper, "It's not me who did the wrong thing." ”
My words seemed to hurt him, he slammed the table, glared at me fiercely, and his voice was so loud and scary, "Don't you blame your mother?"
When he mentioned my mother, I felt displeased for a moment, what does stealing my underwear have to do with my mother? I was about to open my mouth to argue with him, but I saw him kick the table angrily, "I linger with my dad all day and night! I don't know how to stop during the day, it's endless!"
I had an epiphany, it turned out to be because of this......
When I didn't even enter the county, the village chief often came to my house to exercise with my mother, and I was used to it.
Therefore, I didn't feel anything when I lived in Zheng's house during this time, I ate well and slept well, Zheng Xinguang is different from me, and I am an adolescent boy, so it is inevitable that there will be some reactions.
"Xinguang, it's not a little bit that your grades have regressed, are you not focusing on your studies?"
I suddenly thought of Uncle Zheng's criticism of his regression in his studies a few days ago, and I was also suddenly shocked, and guilt spread in my heart, and I couldn't tell my mother about it.
"Nothing to say?"
Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, Zheng Xinguang then returned to his previous indifference, pulled a chair and sat down in front of me, looking at me directly.
I pursed my lips, racking my brains to think about how to answer his words, and happened to see the headphones on the computer desk, "You...... You can wear headphones later. ”
"What?" he didn't understand.
I clenched my fists, silently cheered myself up in my heart, looked up at him, and carefully negotiated with him, "I said, if you think they are arguing, you can wear headphones, but can you not take my clothes......"
No matter how fierce he is on weekdays, he is just a teenager in the end, plus he steals things first. His face couldn't help but turn red.
Just when the two of us were relatively speechless, my mother's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Juanzi?"
"Huh?" I instinctively responded, but the next second I was glared at by Zheng Xinguang, as if I wanted to eat people, "What are you doing with your voice?"
I was nervous and speechless, "I ......"
And in the next second, my mother had already pushed the door in, "Juanzi, why are you running to the Xinguang room in your room?"
I subconsciously glanced at him, and the corners of his lips tugged, I understood the threatening words he said, if you dare to say it, don't blame me for being polite.
When this happened, I panicked.
On the one hand, I am afraid that my underwear in Zheng Xinguang's room will be discovered by my mother and Uncle Zheng, causing unnecessary misunderstandings, and on the other hand, I am also afraid that he will accuse my mother again.
I don't know why, I inexplicably feel that Zheng Xinguang has a ruthless energy, and he must do it if he says it.
After thinking about it for a while, I hid the underwear I had been holding in my hand under the quilt, took the initiative to walk up to my mother's side, and explained, "You said yesterday that I should come and apologize to him, so I came." ”
"Is that really the case?" my mom looked at me suspiciously, looking at me suspiciously, "Why did I just hear an argument outside?"
This feeling of not being trusted is uncomfortable, but I have no choice but to explain, "I saw that the room was too messy, so I helped him clean up the room, and he was not happy that I moved his things, so I ......"
"Smack!"
This sudden slap directly stunned me.