Huang Lina had been rushing to finish various drafts at home, thinking that even though she could still write after school started, she’d have to focus more on her studies.
If only she had a computer, she could type on it, and even if she wasn’t very fast, it would still be quicker than handwriting.
While writing, she never forgot to watch the scene of Huang Xin and the others rushing to finish their homework. Without the original owner’s guidance, whether it was Huang Xin or Huang Lina, you could say they were completely in the dark and had no clue how to do the homework.
Of course, on the last night before the report, they really completed a miracle; their summer homework was indeed finished.
Huang Man glanced at their summer homework a few times and could only say that they managed to fill it all out, but the answers were far from satisfactory.
When Huang Man picked up Huang Xin’s summer homework, Zhao Mei stared intently and noticed her expression wasn’t great, "What’s wrong? Is it not done well?"
"At least all the answers are written down."
"And whether they’re right or wrong, it really doesn’t matter."
"How can it not matter?" Zhao Mei became anxious, "If the answers are wrong..."
"Are you going to correct the results for them?" Huang Man put the homework down directly, "Do you think if you ask them to redo it, they will listen to you?"
"And are you sure they will know how to do it?"
"If they knew, they would have taken it seriously from the start."
Huang Man didn’t understand why, with some simple questions, Huang Xin and the others couldn’t do them, yet they just did the work haphazardly.
Forget it, Huang Man didn’t want to know why they did it; this was their life. If they wanted to play the fool, then let them be fools.
"Are there many mistakes?" Zhao Mei persisted in asking.
"Many mistakes? Honestly, I didn’t see any correct ones." Since someone kept prying, Huang Man spoke the blunt truth.
As for whether Zhao Mei could accept that reality, Huang Man couldn’t concern herself with so much.
Not a single correct answer? Zhao Mei knew Huang Xin’s grades weren’t great, but she hadn’t expected them to be this terrible.
"What can we do?" Zhao Mei was really worried about all kinds of issues. No correct answers indicated that Huang Xin’s academic performance was truly poor.
"How should I know?" In her past life, being a mother had been easy for Zhao Mei; this time she would learn it wasn’t an easy task.
"How can you not know? He’s your own brother." Zhao Mei was hurt by Huang Man’s indifferent attitude, feeling she was truly uncaring.
"I know, but what does it matter if he’s my brother? Even my own mother wants to exploit me, let alone my brother."
Huang Man lifted her bag slightly, "Your son’s poor grades should not be my concern, how should I answer you?"
"I can’t understand it. The coursework is so easy. I have tutored them before, but they’ve forgotten everything."
"As stupid as a pig, no." Huang Man felt it was an insult to pigs to compare them with her brother and his friends.
"They’re even worse than pigs; at least a pig can create value."
"And all he does is squander money, acting like he’s so impressive just because he has a bit more flesh than a girl."
"If you don’t know what to do, then just raise him like you would a pig, fattened up and ready. When the time comes, find him a wife and see what kind of grandchildren he produces."
Unfortunately, with Huang Xin’s intelligence, how excellent of a wife could he marry?
The children born would likely not be bright, and not only would she have a son who depends on his parents, but she would also have to support a good-for-nothing grandson.
It was uncertain what kind of wife Huang Xin would marry; if she was like Zhao Mei, then the family was pretty much finished.
Raise a grandson? Zhao Mei’s eyes lit up with excitement, but soon dimmed, "Nowadays, getting a wife costs a hefty dowry."
"What do you mean by that," do I still need to be the one to provide the dowry?"
"Give me a break, he’s not my son. Whoever gave birth to him should take responsibility."
"Even if he were my own son, I wouldn’t bend over backward for him. I’ve done more for you than you’ve ever done for me."
"And when it came time to betray me, you didn’t hesitate at all."
"If my own mother acts , how can I have any expectations for my son?"
"Besides, I’ve learned from you that having kids doesn’t mean they’ll turn out well if you just let things take their own course. That’s just a fantasy."
"A super unrealistic fantasy."
"Alright, it’s getting late. I’m leaving. Oh, and don’t forget to tell Huang Lina that even though I’m not around much, I will still come back once in a while."
"If I see that my room has been taken, I will not be polite about it."
"And don’t you say it’s Huang Lina’s business and has nothing to do with you. When I get angry, I enforce collective punishment."
"If you don’t know what collective punishment means, then it’s a mother’s failure not to teach her child. This also applies to Huang Lina."
"As for Huang Xin, as an older brother who hasn’t properly taught Huang Lina, he certainly shouldn’t expect any politeness from me either."
After thinking it over, it seemed like I hadn’t forgotten anything, so I picked up my luggage and left.
Huang Lina had actually been awake all along. She had packed up her things the night before, intending to move back.
Hmph, it was such a waste to leave the house empty, especially since Huang Man was going to be working during the holiday anyway.
But I hadn’t expected Huang Man to threaten me , and it really upset me.
After estimating in my head how far Huang Man should be from the bus stop, I called out, "Mom, come help me move my stuff back."
Living in that shabby house all these days had been so uncomfortable. Huang Lina didn’t know how she’d managed to survive this long.
Zhao Mei looked at her and said, "You..."
"Huang Man’s gone, don’t worry. She won’t be back until the National Day holiday at the end of September at the earliest."
"Rest assured, I’ll move back when she’s on holiday," Huang Lina said as she ran to her old room.
Staring at the physics, chemistry, and math formulas on the wall, along with some classical texts, she felt like she was about to break down.
She screamed out in frustration, "How can I sleep in a room ?" There was just no way to sleep in this room.
It felt like a nightmare, "Will I even dream about these formulas?"
Damn it, Huang Lina cursed inwardly, non-stop. The person was long gone, but her presence loomed over her relentlessly.
Zhao Mei was still struggling internally, whether to help Huang Lina or Huang Man.
But before she could make a decision, Huang Lina had already made it for her.
Zhao Mei watched as Huang Lina stormed off, "What’s wrong, what’s wrong?"
Asking her what’s wrong, Huang Lina shouted angrily, "Go look at her room."
"I’m really going crazy, I am actually going crazy."
"I absolutely will not move in there." Even though she was so reluctant to give up such a nice room, she had begged Huang Zhiqiang and his wife for a long time to agree to renovate the house.
But never did she imagine that the room she had poured all her heart into fixing up would end up . Regret, she truly did regret.