Zhao Chunlan had never heard so many words from Fangcao, and every word was scolding.

She was so angry that her face turned blue, and she roared angrily: "Who made you a girl?!" If you're a handle, I'll hold you! ”

The office was as silent as death.

Fangcao wiped her eyes and sneered: "What's wrong with me being a female baby?" I am now admitted to university and have a secure future. What if my brother is a handlebar? At the age of twenty-three, he has achieved nothing, and he can only eat in the field in this life? I am with him one heaven and one earth—I am heaven, and he is earth! ”

"You, you—" Zhao Chunlan was so angry that her eyes darkened, her body fell back stiffly, and the dust on the ceiling bulb shook off with the sound of the bump.

A few days later, the Yangcheng Evening News published a news report titled "True and False College Students". Reporter Ke wrote 10,000 words in a hurry, but the editor-in-chief deleted half of them. Despite this, the true story told in the report caused a great sensation in public opinion. While everyone was indignant, snowflake-like postcards flew to the newspaper office, asking what happened to the fake college student's family and the real university's parents?

Half a year later, the court pronounced the verdict.

Fake Fangcao is the impostor beneficiary, and his father is the implementer of the substitution plan. Under the strike hard policy, the mastermind was sentenced to three years in prison, and his daughter was sentenced to one year.

Zhao Chunlan took all the charges against her husband and cried bitterly in the court, only saying that she was uneducated and didn't understand anything. When people came to the door, she was greedy for money and agreed. In the end, the judge wanted to let her go, but considering that the prosecution proved that she had colluded with fake Fangcao in school, he sentenced her to one year and suspended her sentence for one year. The money from the sale of the degree was confiscated and confiscated.

Zhao Chunlan returned home for the rest of her life after the disaster, and the fire in her stomach was nowhere to burn, so she just wanted to catch wormwood to vent the fire, but wormwood was admitted to high school last year and lived in the school.

She could only slap the table and scold: "Read a fart book!" The more you read, the worse it gets. Dazhu, let's get wormwood back. She wasn't allowed to read. Read another herb, let's play a chicken and eggs. ”

Lu Dazhu took a puff of his cigarette.

The matter of Fangcao made him lose face in the village.

The village chief scolded him for being as stupid as a pig.

"The first female college student in our village. What a baby? You actually sold people's degrees? How much did it sell? Three thousand, five thousand? Ten thousand? For 10,000 yuan, you will buy out your own future? Don't tell me that your son wants a bride price when he gets married. There is a female college student at home, are you still afraid that your son will not be able to get married? In the future, when Fangcao graduates, you can earn a lot of money even if you are not a cadre. Why don't you think long-term? ”

Lu Dazhu was scolded by the village chief and didn't dare to squeak.

That's 10,000 dollars.

Besides, Yerba Cao always has to get married. It doesn't matter if she is out of business.

It's better to use her to make a few more bucks.

He was depressed and puffed up.

Who knew that Fangcao's little slut was so vicious - she wanted to tear down the whole house.

Wormwood really can't read anymore. If she is influenced by her sister and takes the entrance examination to a foreign university and never returns, he and his son will not be cornered?

He patted the cigarette stick and said in a deep voice: "This Saturday, you ran to No. 3 Middle School." Bring her back. ”

Wormwood was admitted to the third middle school.

Zhao Chunlan cursed: Why haven't these broken schools been closed yet?

However, when she arrived at the school, she found that she could not find wormwood.

The master of the door room asked, "Lu wormwood?" How many classes? ”

Zhao Chunlan opened her mouth wide and couldn't answer, only said: "She is in her second year of high school this year." ”

The uncle asked again, "Which bedroom?" ”

Zhao Chunlan's eyes were still black.

The uncle stared at her vigilantly: "Are you really her mother?" ”

Zhao Chunlan showed the account book: "Look." Wormwood. It's my daughter, isn't it? ”

The uncle put on his glasses and repeatedly confirmed: "Okay." You wait for me to help you ask. ”

He made a phone call to the dormitory manager aunt in the girls' dormitory.

As a result, the aunt was inexplicable: "Lu wormwood? We don't have this person in our school. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Nonsense. The list is in my hands. There is no one called Lu wormwood at all. ”

The uncle looked at Zhao Chunlan's eyes even sharper: "You are looking for the wrong school." We don't have your daughter in school. ”

Zhao Chunlan was annoyed: "Impossible! She was obviously admitted to the third middle school, and I saw her admission letter and saw her go out with my own eyes. Did you hide her? She slapped her thigh, "I see." It must have been the dead girl who taught her badly. You let me in, I'm looking for my daughter-"

The uncle held a broom in his hand, and Zhao Chunlan was overwhelmed by the momentum of being a husband and a man, and he didn't let her step into the school half a step.

Zhao Chunlan panted, pointed at him and called: "You, you wait." I, I'll go to the police! ”

Half a day later.

Zhao Chunlan was dumbfounded at the Public Security Bureau.

Confirmed by the school. Last year's freshmen did not have your daughter Lu Aicao. The police looked at her incredulously. Are you sure your daughter is studying in the third middle school? ”

Zhao Chunlan had been blind in the literacy class for a few days, and she didn't recognize many words, but she still recognized the big characters of "Nanping No. 3 Middle School" on the admission notice.

"It's definitely the third middle school. I've read the acceptance letter. ”

The police wrinkled their eyebrows: "Then when was the last time you saw her?" ”

"At the end of last month. She went home and sent the monthly money—"

"Monthly money? What is the monthly money? ”

"It's the money she's making out there."

"Didn't you say she's reading? How to make money? ”

"She can weave lace. Her sister taught her. I can earn more than 10 yuan a month. ”

The police officer who made the transcript looked up at her with a strange expression.

"In other words, she knitted lace while studying in high school to make money for her family, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Chunlan said as a matter of course, "My eldest daughter is also like this. ”

The police sorted out the situation and said, "In view of the fact that your daughter has to go home every month to send monthly money." I suggest you wait until the next time she comes home to ask for clarification. The end of the month is just a few days away. You need to communicate well with your children. Come on. Let's go back first. ”

The uneasiness in Zhao Chunlan's heart became stronger and stronger.

She had a terrible instinct that wormwood wasn't coming back.

Yerba went to college, and her wings were stiff. I know a lot of friends, and there is already a way to protect wormwood.

So, it's entirely possible that wormwood is hiding the herbs?

The Lu family survived the end of the month, and when it came to the end of the month, they didn't wait for the wormwood to come home.

Lu Dazhu was so angry that he broke a few cigarette sticks.

How can the couple endure it?

Zhao Chunlan was on probation and didn't dare to go out to cause trouble. Lu Dazhu had to carry his bags and go to Guangzhou.

However, when he arrived in Guangzhou, his eyes were black. He can't even speak Mandarin if he can't understand Cantonese, and he can't understand his own Min Southern dialect. He couldn't even read the words on the street signs. It was very difficult to find the gate of the textile university, and after waiting for a long time, Fangcao was late.

Lu Dazhu couldn't believe his eyes.