Dressed As the Apex of the Villain

Chapter 365: Too poor to even buy a workbook

Latest website: In the afternoon class, Tang Xiaonan didn't have the heart to listen, thinking about Gu Songtao. Gu Yunchuan must be very sad when he sees such an unbearable father, right?

Tang Xiaonan regretted not reading the book carefully. When Gu Yunchuan and Shen Yuzhu got married, Gu Songtao and Huang Yingchun were both there, so Huang Yingchun should know about the scandal of Gu Songtao and Huang Fengxian, why didn't she stop it?

With Gu Yunchuan's filial piety, as long as Huang Yingchun does not agree, he will definitely not marry Shen Yuzhu.

There is also Mrs. Gu, who said that the old lady is smart and strong, and Huang Yingchun may not know that she is honest and honest, but the old lady must know, how can she let Gu Songtao bully Huang Yingchun like that, and let Gu Yunchuan marry Shen Yuzhu, in Huang Yingchun's heart Insert knife.

Tang Xiaonan thought of one more thing. After Gu Yunchuan and Shen Yuzhu got married, the business empire became more and more huge. They moved to Songcheng to live in Changcheng, but Huang Yingchun has always lived in Gu Village. Although it is not detailed in the book, he can feel Huang Yingchun. She didn't like Shen Yuzhu, so even when Shen Yuzhu gave birth, she didn't help to take it, and she didn't make out with her grandchildren.

This is not in line with Huang Yingchun's simple and honest character at all, so there is only one possibility. Huang Yingchun is aware of it, but for some reason, Huang Yingchun did not stop it and chose to bear the bitter fruit alone.

Gu Yunchuan should have been unaware. These few contacts with Gu Yunchuan, Tang Xiaonan has a very good impression of this male protagonist, unlike Shen Yuzhu, who is hypocritical and beautiful, Gu Yunchuan's character is all three, but it is a bit pedantic, but it is more selfish than flexible The self-interested Shen Yuzhu is much stronger.

After school was over, Tang Xiaonan saw her lunch box, which had been washed, when she was packing her schoolbag. Next to her, Gu Zhile whispered, "I washed it with soap grass and washed it five times."

Tang Xiaonan smiled. No wonder the lunch box had a faint scent. She knew that there was a kind of grass by the river. If you rub it hard, it would foam. Many children in the village use this grass to wash their hair and bathe.

"Is not you going home?"

Tang Xiaonan put the lunch box in her schoolbag and asked curiously when she saw Gu Zhile was still sitting.

Gu Zhile shyly shook his head, "I'll go back after finishing my homework."

When I get home, I have a lot of work to do, I can’t find time to do my homework, and I will be scolded if I use a little more electricity. It’s better to be quiet in school.

Tang Xiaonan didn't ask any further, and waved goodbye to him, seeing that Gu Zhile took out the workbook from his schoolbag~lightnovelpub.net~ was actually an old workbook he had written on, and the pencil was also the leftover stylus used by others, so he could only use his fingers He squeezed and wrote very laboriously, and there was no eraser. If he made a mistake, he could only smear it off with saliva. No wonder his workbook was always criticized by the teacher.

"Use this, just put it in the drawer when you're done."

Tang Xiaonan took out pencils and erasers from the stationery box, handed them to Gu Zhile, and left. Looking at the sharpened pencils and the fragrant erasers, Gu Zhile sniffed and wiped his eyes with his dirty sleeves. Sit down and do your homework, write carefully and neatly.

My elder sister told him that the only chance to change their destiny was to study. My elder sister achieved the first place in the school every year, and he also had to learn from her.

To repay those who helped him, and to take revenge on those who bullied him, he remembered it in his heart and will never forget it.

(Gu Zhile is not a trickster, neither is his sister)

Tang Xiaonan wanted to go home directly, but her cousin Xu Guoqiang dragged her home, saying that her grandmother made a 'Bharasu' (homonym, the author doesn't know how to write it, the old man called it that).