The next day, Rong Yin went to school as usual, because she was a transfer student, she was afraid that the quality of teaching in the town would not be able to catch up with the learning progress of her classmates, so she worked harder than others.

Soon her language and math scores began to emerge, but only in English, the students in the previous class had already taken English classes for half a semester.

Everyone has been able to communicate simply, but they can't even memorize all 26 English letters, and English has gradually become the most feared course for Rongyin.

Fortunately, Yang Jin helped him tutor English in the following class, and Rong Yin had this good friend, and gradually swept away some of the haze of leaving her grandmother.

Rong Rui is also in this school, but because he is about to graduate, and the lower class classroom and the upper graduating class are not in the same school building, Rong Yin is not easy to meet his brother Rong Rui.

At the end of class, Rong Yin generously took out five cents and invited Yang Jinru to eat popsicles, which were split into two, and the two of them ate happily and sweetly, Rong Yin was happy all the way and went home happily.

But she didn't know that there was a bloody storm waiting for her at home, and this was also the beginning of her wrongdoing.

After Rong Yin entered the door, she obediently called Aunt Deng, but Aunt Deng pulled Rong Rui and glanced at her father.

The little Rongyin walked to the living room, she lowered her head, not daring to look at the dignified adults.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, but if the adults were unhappy, she must have done something wrong.

Aunt Deng took out the 36 yuan banknote that Rongyin folded yesterday and slammed it on the table.

"Look at it, if you don't study well at a young age, you dare to secretly take money from adults, and how will you get it when you grow up." Aunt Deng's shrill voice exploded above Rong Yin's head.

Rong Yin looked up at Aunt Deng in disbelief, this money ......

"I don't have Aunt Deng, this money is originally mine......" Rong Yin raised her eyes to meet Aunt Deng's fierce eyes, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

She is still just a child, and she has no way to face strong adults, and she still hates Aunt Deng so much.

Rong Yin lowered her head, her tears dripping on the floor one by one, looking at the sight of her toes, gradually washed away by tears.

How much she hoped that her father could stand up and help her say something at this moment, and tell Aunt Deng that he gave her the money.

But after waiting for a while, my father still didn't say anything, and Aunt Deng's scolding was still in my ears.

Rong Yin whispered to defend: "Aunt Deng, I really didn't take your money, I brought this money myself." ”

"Then why is the money under my futon missing, could it be that your father took it?" Aunt Deng's voice rose an octave again.

Rong Yue also frowned, and he said, "Okay, okay, didn't you find the money, don't talk about her if the child is not sensible." ”

Rong Yin raised his head in shock and looked at his father, but this money was obviously given to him by him, why did he say that he took it himself.

Rong Yin felt that her little world view collapsed, could it be that the adult world meant a lie?

In the end, it ended with Aunt Deng taking the money, and after dinner, Rong Yue came to Rong Yin's room.

He sat on Rong Yin's small bed and held Rong Yin's little hand, Rong Yin felt some rejection in her heart, but she couldn't help but show it.

"Yin'er, today's incident is that Dad is wrong, Dad knows that you won't steal money." Rong Yue said softly to Rong Yin.

Rong Yin suddenly shed tears aggrievedly, which was even more sad than when she was humiliated by Aunt Deng.

Her tears flowed like beads with broken threads, gradually evolving into intermittent twitching of her body.

Rong Yin felt a faint pain in her stomach again.