Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Forty-sixth bowl of soup (four & five)

It's a pity that the calm didn't last long. Not long after the third lesson, the head teacher was called out. When he came back, he looked at Zheng Jiashu with a complicated expression and said to him, "Go to the principal's office."

Zheng Jiashu closed the book and stood up. The teacher asked him again: "Did you hit someone?"

"What did those people say?"

"Do you know what you have done? The parents of those students went to the principal, Zheng Jiashu, Zheng Jiashu, what happened to you?"

Zheng Jiashu didn't speak, just glanced at the teacher and walked out of the classroom. When passing by the classroom window, the classmates in the class were all looking at him, but he kept his eyes fixed, as if he had never existed in this place.

Zheng Jiashu's life was short and tragic. After Mother Zheng killed Fang Huai and committed suicide, he was left with only himself. After the funeral, he went back to school, but couldn't learn anything again. At the same time, the bad students made fun of him more and more. In a certain insult, when he was forced to stick his head into the cesspool, Zheng Jiashu lost control. A male classmate pushed him down, and the other guy knocked on the steps of the toilet and had several stitches on his head. So his parents quit and came to the school to make trouble.

But where does Zheng Jiashu have the money to compensate? It was useless for him to give all the money left by his mother to the other party. For this reason, the principal invited him to talk and used the reason that he might have to drop out of school. He sexually assaulted this teenager who was more beautiful than a girl. After that, Fang Huai died and a principal came. Zheng Jiashu was able to stay at the school, but his life was even more terrible.

The most terrifying thing is that in the long torment, he has lost the idea of ​​resistance. Whether the principal plays with him alone or with others, Zheng Jiashu has completely become a well-behaved and obedient puppet. He is alive and dead like this.

Only this time, I'm afraid the principal won't get his wish.

Zheng Jiashu is good-looking, and the whole school knows it. The boy was gentle and polite, and everyone liked him. But there are still some people who will be sulky when they see beautiful things, such as Fang Huai, such as the principal, such as so many people Zheng Jiashu met after this.

He didn't last too long. After graduating from the third year of junior high, he thought he could escape from the principal and start again, but who knew that he didn't even get into a regular high school, and there was nowhere to go. The principal also said that no matter what he wanted Wherever he escaped, he would never let him go.

At the end of the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, other students started their high school careers. Zheng Jiashu committed suicide in his dark and small room.

Silent, unknown death.

No one mourned for him, no one shed tears for him, he just died. And the principal looked for a new beautiful boy again, and continued the dirty * in his heart.

But Zheng Jiashu didn't deserve to die, at least until he was sixty years old. Yangshou has not yet expired, so the male ghost only has more than one year. At the end of the third year of junior high, he must complete the task, otherwise he will be judged to have failed the task. One year later, he will return his body to Zheng Jiashu, so he does not have enough time, because in Zheng Jiashu's memory, there are still many people who hurt him who have not appeared.

Entering the principal's room, Zheng Jiashu quietly looked at the well-mannered principal in a suit and leather shoes. He was about forty years old. Because of too many entertainment and banquets, his forehead was bald early, his beer belly was bulging, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He is staring at Zheng Jiashu seriously at the moment: "Do you know why I called you here?"

"I don't know." Zheng Jiashu was not afraid, and even his voice was casual.

The principal deliberately frightened him: "You beat someone in the men's bathroom, didn't you?"

"No."

"No? My parents have all told me! Zheng Jiashu, Zheng Jiashu, I didn't see that you were so talented, do you know that this is a big demerit? The parents said that you must be dismissed. Otherwise, report it to the Education Bureau!"

Zheng Jiashu was originally very well-behaved, but when he heard the principal say that, he suddenly laughed.

This is the third time he has laughed since he came into this world.

He laughed sarcastically, he didn't even bother to deal with these people who were filthier than the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, so he kicked the chair in front of him and felt refreshed. Then he strode forward and punched the principal's beer belly. How could the fat-headed principal take this punch? Bending over in pain, Zheng Jiashu kicked him away with another kick, then stepped on his face, bent down, and put one hand on his knee: "What evidence is there that I hit someone? Who can prove it? They are between each other. I can't believe their testimony. After all, everyone knows that I am the one who is bullied at ordinary times, and I am innocent. What's more, they don't have any scars on their bodies, so how could they have anything to do with me, Principal, do you think so? ?"

The headmaster's glasses were smashed, and he still wanted to struggle, but it was strange that Zheng Jiashu was a young man who looked frail, but when he stepped on his feet, he couldn't even move.

Zheng Jiashu stretched out his hand and took out his mobile phone in his pocket, weighed it twice, and entered the power-on password in the headmaster's surprised eyes, his eyes were very satisfied. This old guy has a hobby and likes to take pictures. The former Zheng Jiashu has a lot of blockbusters in his hands, but he also has a consciousness of devoting himself to art, and his real body appears.

Seeing so many unsightly photos, Zheng Jiashu pretended to be surprised: "It turns out that the principal likes beautiful boys. It's a pity that I didn't know. If I had known earlier, I would have established a good relationship with the principal earlier." He tsk With a sigh, he put the mobile phone into his pocket, and even the power-on password is the one in Zheng Jiashu's memory, which is really surprising.

He let go and stepped on the principal's foot, took two steps back, the principal was free, got up from the ground with both hands and feet, and stared at Zheng Jiashu: "Give me back the phone!"

"How can I do that? I still want to stay in this school. If I return my phone, how can I protect myself?" Zheng Jiashu said, and took out his phone from his pocket to play with. Mobile phones have become popular in this era, but they just don't have as many functions in a few years. "I need the principal's help with something, what do you think?"

"I won't let you drop out of school, and I'll take care of those parents. You should give me back your phone now, right?" Although Zheng Jiashu's force value exceeded his imagination, the principal was just a little shocked and nervous. didn't care too much. He has been staring at Zheng Jiashu for a long time, and he knows what his weakness is, but he is only a fourteen-year-old child, what can he do? If you say a good word, you can deceive it with a word or two.

Unfortunately, the Zheng Jiashu he faced had an evil spirit tortured for a thousand years in his body. Ghosts can see through people's hearts, but they can't hide their thoughts.

"Also, of course I have to pay it back." Zheng Jiashu smacked his lips. "But until I'm happy."

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket and zipped up the zipper, "The principal looks useless, you can't take it away. I can beat more than a dozen people, and you are nothing. ."

He walked slowly towards the principal. The principal, who had lost his glasses, was a little scared and hurriedly stepped back, but Zheng Jiashu grabbed the collar and punched him in the stomach. Zheng Jiashu shook his fist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I wanted to do this a long time ago." Then he punched again.

He punched punch after punch, focusing on the soft and not easy to leave scars, until he punched the headmaster so much that he vomited bile and the hair on his head seemed to be less. In one breath, he stepped on the important part between the principal's legs with one foot, and stomped down and rotated.

And just in time grabbed the cushion on the chair and stuffed it into the headmaster's mouth to prevent his screams from getting out. Zheng Jiashu even stared at the principal who had been tortured and rolled his eyes, until he twitched and then stopped moving, then retracted his feet, turned and left the principal's room.

When I went out, I just rang the bell for the end of get out of class. When I returned to the classroom, the head teacher asked with concern, and Zheng Jiashu bowed to him: "Thank you teacher for your concern, the principal said that this is none of my business, and he will solve it. , I want to study hard, and I will win glory for the school after I get good grades in the exam."

The head teacher is a little skeptical. It's true that Zheng Jiashu is a good boy, and it's not wrong to never lie, but—the principal is not the good person Zheng Jiashu said. But Zheng Jiashu looked like he was swearing, and he believed it.

Sure enough, the matter of Zheng Jiashu's beating was soon resolved. No one believed that a child like Zheng Jiashu would beat others, and there were so many. How could he be so thin and weak? Not only that, the school also severely criticized those students who liked to bully their classmates, and even wrote down the demerit, and told the parents that if there was another time, they would be dismissed.

Finally, no one in the school can bully Zheng Jiashu anymore, especially the boys who have been taught by him. Now seeing Zheng Jiashu walking around the road, I don't know whether I'm convinced or not. I dare not do it any more. The students also found that Zheng Jiashu has become different from before. If the former Zheng Jiashu was like water, warm and soft and even a little cowardly, then the current Zheng Jiashu is like a piece of ice.

He's still helpful and responsive, but just different.

Mother Zheng also found that her son has become more confident and mature, knowing what he can and cannot do, and can even help her. She knew that it was her past experience that made her son grow up quickly, and she felt sad and sad, but Zheng Jiashu's current situation made her feel more at ease. The most important thing was to be able to take care of herself. In case she is gone in the future, Don't worry about Zheng Jiashu anymore.

The school will have a bursary program every semester. The purpose is to support students from poor families. Generally, there are two types of national bursaries and school bursaries. Before this, Zheng Jiashu had never been rated, because most of these places had already been determined by default, but this time was different. This time, he not only got the national bursary, but also the school bursary was finally spent on his family.

Thousands of dollars are not a small sum, they are enough to keep their mother alive for a long time, and it is also the money that Zheng's mother can earn only half a year after she gets up early and spends a lot of time in the dark and sells vegetables.

She carefully put the money into the card. Now Xiaoshu is still young. If she is admitted to college in the future, how much will it cost? Anyway, she wants to make more money while she is still young. Money, when I pay Xiaoshu's tuition in the future, it's better to buy a house, and Xiaoshu has to marry a daughter-in-law and give her a grandson.

As soon as she thinks of the bright future, Mother Zheng no longer feels tired. Zheng Jiashu calmly looked at his happy mother, and after finishing the rice in the bowl, he said, "Mom, it's summer vacation tomorrow, I'll go sell vegetables with you."

"Then how can it be done!" Mother Zheng refused without thinking. "You study hard at home!"

"I know all those things. I will go to school the day after tomorrow to get my quality report. Mom, you will know what I am doing."

Mother Zheng wanted to throw cold water when she saw his determination to win: "Don't be too proud, everyone said that modesty makes people progress, you kid, don't get carried away just because you got good grades, don't Forget, you didn't do well on the midterms."

Zheng Jiashu got up to clean up the tableware: "It was just a small mistake. There is nothing disgusting now. Of course I can pass the test." He pointed to his head. "Mom, don't you trust your precious son?"

A motivated person, his future and dreams should not be crushed and destroyed.

Mother Zheng chuckled, "Leave Mom, go read."

"Just wash the dishes." Zheng Jiashu avoided his mother's hand to pick up the dishes and entered the kitchen. He washed the dishes and wiped them with a dry cloth, put them in the cupboard, wiped the table clean, covered the leftovers with a hood, walked behind Mother Zheng and massaged her shoulders. "Mom, let me go with you."

"You are still young and growing up. I said on TV that day that children have to sleep well. I get up at four in the morning, can you get up?"

"I can get up at three o'clock."

"That's not good. You don't feel sorry for yourself, but I feel sorry for my son." Mother Zheng still shook her head. The son's technique was very soothing, which effectively relieved her fatigue. Zheng Jiashu looked at his mother's rough hands and wrinkled face, and said softly, "Mom, I will let you live a good life in the future."

Mother Zheng smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait for Xiaoshu to buy a big house for my mother in the future."

"Okay." Zheng Jiashu smiled slightly.

Mother Zheng changed the subject. The mother and son talked about the past few days. Mother Zheng thought she had made the son clear, but the next morning, she woke up yawning and just arrived in the living room, I saw Zheng Jiashu was already sitting there looking at him, with a smile on his face, and there was a prepared breakfast on the table. Seeing her, there was a smile on the boy's face: "Good morning, Mom."

"Little tree..."

"I said, I'm going to set up a stall with my mother." Zheng Jiashu got up and served the meal. Their breakfast was very simple, just porridge and steamed buns with pickles. The steamed buns were made by Zheng's mother, which was very thick and filling.

In the end, Mother Zheng never screwed Zheng Jiashu. She agreed reluctantly. She really couldn't bear Zheng Jiashu's hard work. Most mothers in this world love their children more than their own lives, and Mother Zheng is one of them. a member.

She wakes up early every morning, first goes to the wholesale market to find the freshest vegetables, then uses a tricycle to pull it to the vegetable market where she usually sets up a stall, then washes the soil-filled vegetables with water, and then begins long day. It is best to sell all the vegetables in one day. If they cannot be sold, they will be wilted and worthless the next day. The profit of vegetables is terrifyingly low, and it is not sold out every day, so she does not earn much money, barely enough to eat and clothing, and it is impossible to live a good life.

As soon as Zheng Jiashu appeared in the market with Zheng's mother, she caused a stir. Although Mother Zheng is old, she can still see her beauty when she was young. Zheng Jiashu looks a lot like her, but she is more gentle and delicate. Because of the relationship of reading a lot, people always think that this child is very good. It's hard to say how good it is, but it's good.

Mother Zheng smiled happily. The stall owners on the left and right greeted her and praised her child for being beautiful and well-behaved. Mother Zheng nodded repeatedly and did not forget to tell others how serious and hard Zheng Jiashu was studying, which made others envious. What surprised Mother Zheng was that she originally thought that with Zheng Jiashu's character, she would definitely not be able to fit into such a messy vegetable market. I didn't expect this child to be very sweet and diligent. In just one morning, the surrounding vendors were They are full of praise for Zheng Jiashu, and they all said that when they go home, they want to educate their disobedient children and ask them to learn from Zheng Jiashu.

Zheng Jiashu washes the melon by the faucet, glancing at Mother Zheng from time to time. She is such a kind and simple woman. When someone praises her son, she will show a happy smile, which makes Zheng Jiashu's eyes extra soft. He likes these beautiful people. Although he can't find his memory, he sees them A good man is happy, and his heart is sweeter than eating honey.

Morning and evening are the best time to do business, but noon is the best time to do business. However, although there is a shed, the sun is particularly strong in summer, and the vegetables will soon wilt. Mother Zheng is a little anxious, but it is useless.

Because Zheng Jiashu came with her today, it was rare for Zheng Jiashu, who usually eats steamed buns and pickles, to take Zheng Jiashu to the restaurant. After leaving the market, there was a small street, and many food were sold. She took Zheng Jiashu to a wonton shop and asked for 30 wontons, but she stopped eating two and watched Zheng Jiashu eat it.

Zheng Jiashu calmly ate about ten of them, and said that she didn't want to eat because of a little stomachache. Zheng's mother looked at the dozen or so left, and she was really hungry, although she had breakfast in the morning , but moving vegetables by bicycle is very exhausting. When she was eating, she did not forget to care about Zheng Jiashu: "Xiaoshu, does your stomach still hurt? Mom will buy you rice cakes to eat later. There is a shop selling rice cakes outside. Everyone agrees to eat them."

Zheng Jiashu smiled and said, "I'm full." Then he patted his stomach, "I'll explode if I eat more."

Mother Zheng laughed. Seeing the sweat on her forehead and nose, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her.

It was sold for another afternoon. It wasn't until the evening when people got off work that the market became lively again. Zheng Jiashu had a bright mind and calculated money very quickly. People are also surprised, he is too dazzling to stand in the vegetable market. The fourteen-year-old boy is tall and gentle. Although he is thinner, his temperament cannot be concealed. He is a clean blue T-shirt and cropped pants, smiling. When he woke up, the corners of his eyes seemed to have sunlight.

So many people came to buy from Mother Zheng's. This is probably the fastest time for Mother Zheng to close the stall. Not only was the food sold out, but she also went home two hours earlier than usual. She was very happy, grabbed the money in her hand and packed up the booth, and then took Zheng Jiashu to buy clothes.

She wanted to buy it for her child for a long time, but she didn't have any money left, and she didn't dare to spend it indiscriminately. The clothes she wore were still the clothes she made by ripping cloth a few years ago, and they were all washed and faded.

She was riding a tricycle, and Zheng Jiashu was sitting in the car. The mother and son rode slowly home along the street in the summer evening. On the way, they went to a clothing store. Zheng Jiashu bought two new t-shirts for Zheng Jiashu. The beautiful child was wearing new clothes, and Mother Zheng narrowed her eyes with a smile, as if the fatigue of the whole day dissipated in an instant.

After dinner in the evening, Zheng Jiashu went to the yard to pick up the watermelon chilled in the well water, cut it open, the old electric fan was creaky, and the crickets could be heard outside the house. Sitting in a chair with my mother watching TV.

The next day he had to go back to school to get the transcript and quality report, so he couldn't go to the stall with Mother Zheng. Mother Zheng thought she could do it alone today, but who knew that before the morning was over, Zheng Jiashu would come again.

She became anxious when she saw it: "Why did you come back so quickly? You don't have to go to school in the afternoon?"

"Just get the transcript, we'll have a forty-day vacation." Zheng Jiashu took the apron and put it on, and handed the transcript to his mother. "Look."

Mother Zheng wiped her hands on the apron and took the transcript handed over by Zheng Jiashu. Her eyes lit up, and her face burst into a smile. The stall owners who were chatting next to them also came over curiously and made sounds of surprise and admiration.

"Xiaoshu's grades are so good!"

"It's all perfect!"

"If only that little brat in my house was half sensible with Xiaoshu!"

……

Mother Zheng's face bloomed with a smile. She cherished her transcript and said to Zheng Jiashu, "Although you did well in the test, you can't be proud and humble—"

"Humility makes people walk, I remember my mother, I will not be proud." Zheng Jiashu said, casually smiled at an aunt who passed by. As a result, the smile was so beautiful, my aunt walked over and pushed the bicycle backwards, wanting to weigh some potatoes.

Zheng Jiashu smiled, and when he smiled, he showed a very cute little tiger tooth. Mother Zheng brought the scale over. He had already learned how to use it. After finding the change, he did not forget to wave goodbye to his aunt with a smile.

Although setting up a stall and selling vegetables can also make money, it is too tiring and hard work, and the profit is too thin. Zheng Jiashu said that he wanted his mother to live a better life, not empty words, he had already thought about what to do.