How much energy and ability can a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child have?! And at first glance, the other party is a young brother who has not dried up and has not experienced any wind and sun, how could Zeng Ruolan take these words seriously? !

"If it's really for the sake of our family, please stay away from her!

In fact, in my opinion, at the cost of transferring schools and moving, it is the greatest luck for our family to draw a line between you and your well-behaved family now.

Otherwise, if I don't know anything about you anymore, and when the relationship becomes more intimate, I will let your mother intervene, I don't know if our family Rourou will still be alive!

Classmates, listen to Auntie, don't look for us again, don't see you again in this life! ”

Gu Wentao anxiously promised: "Auntie, I am really sincere, not empty words!" ”

Zeng Ruolan looked incredulous, although her voice was not loud, but it was a little scorching, and said, "You said that you are sincere, why didn't I see it?"

Did your so-called sincerity go through your mother? Do you think your mother will not know what you do, even your every move? Even if you avoid your mother by yourself, what can you do to help others without family support?

If you don't have the ability, you don't have full certainty, don't talk about it here and boast about Haikou!

Classmate, when will you become independent, no longer rely on your mother, and have confidence, let's say these words again! ”

After Zeng Ruolan finished speaking, she didn't look at Gu Wentao's somewhat shaky body that was hit, passed by, and left without any thoughts.

Zeng Ruolan admitted that she was sowing discord.

Her own child was bullied, she couldn't do anything, what kind of nest fire was it, it was very unhappy, but this stunned child took the initiative to come to the door, she didn't give her so-called tall mother a little stumbling, how could she calm the anger in her heart?!

I heard her daughter say that the mother's behavior is simply a high degree of son's control, restraining her son's behavior and not allowing him to get out of his control at all.

She just wants to stick a knife in her sore spot, provoke the relationship between their mother and son, and let the child become independent as soon as possible and get rid of the dictatorial and domineering mother.

As long as I think of the mother watching her son no longer obey and lose absolute control, she is so angry that she jumps to her feet, she is indescribably refreshed, and she feels angry!

Of course, this also requires this child to have his own thoughts, backbone, and courage, and to be able to do things.

These are not what she cares about, after all, they have nothing to do with these people with eyes on the top of their heads at that time, and now they only need to plant a seed of magic in people's hearts, waiting for them to sprout and grow.

Things really made Zeng Ruolan predict it.

During the Spring Festival this year, Gu Wentao's family went to their hometown in Kyoto for the New Year. When he returned to Ishihara City, he told his family that he had asked his uncle (Gu Wentao's father Gu Dechun was the third oldest in the family) to help him go through the transfer procedures during the winter vacation, and he wanted to stay in Kyoto to study, and was ready to move his household registration over.

How could Zhou Zizhen be angry in his heart, especially after the events after the New Year's Day party, his doubts increased sharply.

In the end, I couldn't help but talk to Gu Wentao in private, and asked him if he had any opinions about himself, and if he still had thoughts about Zeng Yirou that he shouldn't have.

Gu Wentao had long expected Zhou Zizhen's question, and explained very calmly: "No! When I was in high school last summer, my uncle asked me if I wanted to go to school in Kyoto. Yes, Kyoto High School has a high rate of going on to university and the quality of teaching, but I also hope that I can start cultivating my network from this time on, so that I can lay the foundation for future employment. ”

As soon as Zhou Zizhen heard this, he immediately had no questions. That's a good thing! The higher the starting point of Gu Wentao's career, the greater his achievements in the future, of course, there is no need to be like her, delayed by the era of the year, and now she is still struggling in a small city in other provinces, and she is also threatened by an ant-like little insect.

Besides, when Gu Wentao arrived in Kyoto, it was farther away from the thorn in the eye, one was in the countryside and the other was in the capital, it was a world of difference, and the distance was pulled to the edge of the sky at once, and she had no worries at all.

Therefore, Zhou Zizhen walked away and was elated.

As everyone knows, after Gu Wentao was put on the wings of freedom, his relationship with Zeng Yirou became more and more connected.

That's all for later.

At this time, the Zeng family closed the door of the shop early, and the mother and daughter went to the nearby vegetable market to buy some cheap vegetables, went home and fried two or three side dishes, and ate dinner quietly.

At night, the mother and daughter, who don't have much nightlife, lie in a quilt and begin to plan their future lives.

Under the dim light, Zeng Ruolan looked at her heartless daughter, and asked with some concern: "Rourou, didn't your mother say that she was depressed, didn't you feel sad and sad when you transferred from the city No. 1 Middle School, and felt aggrieved and regretful?" ”

Zeng Yirou stared at her good-looking big eyes, with a simple and dependent smile, and said: "Mom, I am not sad and sad, nor do I feel wronged and regretful, as long as I can be with my mother all the time, and there are books to read, for me, it is enough." ”

Zeng Ruolan rubbed her daughter's head and said helplessly: "Silly boy, your requirements are not high!" However, have you ever thought that after leaving the city No. 1 middle school, there are only two of us left in our family now, and it doesn't matter much, if you want to talk about transfer, you must not be able to transfer to a better school than the city No. 1 middle school, don't you worry about your future studies? ”

Zeng Yirou was glad in her heart that she was about to transfer to another new school, and her academic performance fell too far behind, and there was a reason that she was in a bad mood, otherwise, in the bottom position of the city's No. 1 Middle School, her old face would have no place to rest.

Of course, you can't tell the truth.

"Mom, learning, it has always been the master who leads the door, and the practice is personal.

Wherever you go, as long as you work hard to fight for it, no matter what the result is, you don't regret it, it's enough.

I don't care if the school I want to transfer to is not as good as the city No. 1 middle school.

I know that the teaching conditions of the No. 1 Middle School in the city must be the best, and if I continue to study here, maybe I will be able to be admitted to the university, and it will still be a good university.

However, with Gu Wentao's mother watching from the sidelines, after a long time, if there are any rumors, maybe, these injuries will affect my studies even more.

That's it, I think it's good to stay away from that family, there is nothing to regret. ”