Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 1009 The ninety-ninth bowl

Ninety-ninth bowl of soup Tumi (2)

She does not go home for dinner after school at noon, even if she is a day student.

If she can, she doesn’t even want to live in a new home.

Parents in this world have broken relationships, because his father quit his job to start a career on his own, and his mother had a big quarrel with him and divorced, so she had to take her by her side. The father had no choice but to agree, the mother is a strong person, she is harsh on herself, and even more demanding.

Fortunately, Qinghuan had no mother-daughter relationship with her. When she came to this world, she was already four years old, and because she was not conscious, she had always looked foolishly and stupidly. She didn’t get better until she came. The mother is always busy with work. She is a doctor. In fact, she doesn’t take much care of this daughter. Most of them hire a nanny. Later, I met my stepfather, who was still a family member of the patient, and the two got the certificate after running together for a while before Qing Huan followed his mother to this city.

Her mother didn’t care much about her biological daughter, but she was very caring about the two children of her second husband. The family of four was happy, but Qinghuan became the outsider.

In fact, she could see clearly that the reason why this mother insisted on taking her away was because she was angry with her first husband. My father regarded her as the jewel in his palm and loved her, so my mother had to let him look down on her. This was probably a kind of revenge.

The food in the school cafeteria seemed to be unpalatable. Qinghuan feasted on two dishes, ordered another rice, and sat in the class seating area. Not long afterwards, a shadow shrouded in front of her, and someone sat on the opposite side, and looked up, it was Chu Yao.

He sat quietly across from her, bullying her like that in class seemed to be just to get her attention. When she didn’t talk to other classmates or interact with them, he never made trouble again, but went on sleeping quietly. It’s just that he follows Qing Huan wherever he goes, like a little tail. At this moment he sat down with the same food on the plate. First he picked all the eggs in the tomato scrambled eggs into her plate, and then took two bites indiscriminately and began to look at her.

Qinghuan did not eat quickly or slowly, she ate the food gracefully and quickly, frowning without a trace, because the taste was quite ordinary. She thinks she can consider renting a house outside by herself. If her mother disagrees, she can say that she is living in school. Although she doesn’t care, every time she goes back to see the joyful appearance of the four people and their family, it is really heartbreaking and makes her feel I’m very sorry for the original owner of this identity.

If you really are adolescent girls, it is easy to be depressed.

The mother is not a qualified mother. Qinghuan does not want any maternal love. Since the other party does not give it, she will naturally not ask for it. In this world, whoever is separated can not live, but there is no relationship between mother and daughter. She is just a relationship with everyone. The affection of time, when the time is up, naturally everything that should be cut is cut off.

Chu Yao was still sleeping in the afternoon. Qinghuan wondered why he could sleep all the time. From the first class in the morning to the last night of self-study, he went out with her for lunch and dinner. Are sleeping. Lying on your back, sleeping on your back, sleeping on your back…There are only a few postures, but he rarely speaks.

But very clingy.

After seeing him in several other worlds, Qing Huan was not surprised at all. After the evening self-study, most day students ride bicycles or are picked up at home, only two of them are walking. It’s already past nine o’clock in the evening, Qinghuan doesn’t like this kind of high-intensity study. She always thinks that learning should come from interest, and she also likes to sleep. The second year of high school studies are quite heavy, and she is better as a student. In years, although I should be used to it, I still don’t like it very much.

Moreover, the first middle school is a key high school, which has strict requirements for students. That’s it, there are still a few papers in her schoolbag that she hasn’t done.

Today the teacher gave her a new school uniform and student ID. From tomorrow on, she will have to wear school uniforms like everyone else. The school always requires students to wear school uniforms, but this school uniform is green and white, fat and big, which is not very good-looking, so many people wear them outside and change them when they enter the school gate. Anyway, except for running exercises and the meeting, the school is not good. They are forced to wear school uniforms for 24 hours.

The street lamp stretched the shadow of the person very long, and Qing Huan wore small leather shoes and made a crisp crosstalk. She looked at her shadow under the street lamp, and then at the person who was a few meters behind her. After waiting for a while, she suddenly stopped.

The man also stopped, did not follow, just waited quietly for her to continue walking, with the intention of sending her home.

In Qinghuan’s current “home”, the two children of her stepfather are also in the same middle school. The boy is a little bit smaller than her and is in the third year of high school, and the girl is a little bit younger than her and also is in the second year of high school. .

She may not want this kind of attention. It would be nice if the family didn’t bother her, but the siblings seemed to be a little hostile to her. It was okay to face her mother Chen Lan. Chen Lan was very attentive to please the two children. Especially the eldest son, because of the third year of high school, she would wait for him to come back every night to make him supper.

When Qinghuan went back, she saw Xu Yuan eating dumplings. Chen Lan brought a small bowl from the kitchen, with a smile on her face: “Try the sauce that Mom made for you, add oil and chili, and it’s delicious. !”

Seeing her come back, he frowned: “When is it, why are you back so late? Look at your brother and sister are back!”

Qing Huan smiled slightly: “I went back to the room.”

Chen Lan didn’t like her attitude, and was about to say that her stepfather happened to come over and make a round of it: “This is how the child is, don’t be so fierce, go back to the room if you want.”

In fact, there is still a bowl of dumplings on their table that hasn’t moved.

But it was not for her.

The Xu family has three rooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The place is quite spacious. Chen Lan moved in after her stepfather Xu Wei got married. It stands to reason that she brought Qinghuan, but no one thought of preparing a room for Qinghuan. At first, she let her live with her sister Xu Jiao, but Xu Jiao was not happy. He didn’t say that she wanted a little private space. Xu Wei said a few words about her, but Chen Lan immediately became unhappy, protecting Xu Jiao, and Qinghuan. She moved into a small room that was temporarily cleaned up. This small room probably only had a bed, a chair and a desk, because it was originally used to store sundries, and now she moved in.

As soon as Chen Lan married in, the house was completely renovated, everything was replaced, and he bought expensive meeting gifts for her stepchildren. Xu Yuan was a laptop, and Xu Jiao was a brand-name dress. As for Qinghuan… um… …

She is superfluous here. But in this world, she is this “Meng Qinghuan”, so she has followed the steps, but she really has no admiration for Chen Lan, so she really doesn’t care about this kind of cold violence, just feels a little annoying. The brothers and sisters who didn’t have eyesight squatted in front of her, as if taking the so-called mother from her was something worth showing off.

In fact, she really doesn’t care. She just feels **** and prefers a spacious house with a lot of delicious food.

Is the love that can be easily taken away also as love?

Before going to bed, Qing Huan glanced at her mobile phone. There were several unread text messages and missed calls, all belonging to her father. Father Meng Fan loved her very much, but he was really busy, so he asked Chen Lan to take her. He thought Chen Lan is very good to her, let her be good, and said that she would come to see her and buy her gifts.

Qing Huan didn’t read the text message when she replied. She was lying on the small bed. Although the room was small, it had good lighting. When the light was turned off and the curtains were opened, moonlight came in. Qing Huan turned over on the bed. There were very few things in this room, and they were so pitiful. Chen Lan didn’t even realize that she hadn’t brought too many things.

Because after all, she is just passing by and will leave soon.

Qinghuan got up early the next morning, and Chen Lan was busy with breakfast in the kitchen. She is a very good stepmother, but she is really not a good mother. Qinghuan walked through the living room with her schoolbag on her back. Chen Lan just came out with her breakfast, only to see her back.

However, Chen Lan didn’t care much. The child was sensible and precocious since she was a child, and she didn’t need to worry about it. He was as strong as an adult. But these two stepchildren have lost their mothers since childhood, and she has to treat them well.

In the morning, Qinghuan used to go through a steamed bun shop to buy two yuan worth of steamed buns and a cup of porridge. As a result, as soon as she left the community this morning, she saw a person leaning on the telephone pole at the entrance of the community.

It’s Chu Yao.

He saw her and gave her the bag in his hand. Although it was also steamed bun and millet porridge, it was not the kind sold outside. Qinghuan took it without pretense, and there was no need to fight against the food, otherwise the food would cry. She ate the breakfast, crumpled the bag into a ball and threw it away, then gently grabbed Chu Yao’s little finger.

He froze for a moment, then squeezed tightly.

The two held hands when they reached near the school and then let go. Qing Huan walked in wearing school uniforms, and Chu Yao followed in. No one dared to stop him anyway. The classroom where the two entered together was immediately seen with colored eyes. After all, Chu Yao was able to arrive at school on time in the morning. It was too illusory. He liked sleeping very much, and the school only visited occasionally.

Although Qing Huan doesn’t speak much, he still feels mild and good-tempered, so some students will take the initiative to speak to her. She has a soft voice and is good at listening, and she is also good at chatting. Although she only speaks three or five sentences, but the words are in the heart of the people, she is very popular, and someone will come to find her after class. One time or two times is fine. When the frequency increases, Chu Yao kicks the table, takes the book off his face and starts to look at people. His eyes are cold, he doesn’t speak, and he doesn’t dare to come over if he only looks at people.

He felt like he was possessed. In a dull life, when he saw her, he had lost himself since then.