At this time, the teachers were in the classroom, and there was no one in the office.
Zhang Zhiyuan sent Zhuang Ziang to the door: "You go in and have a good chat, I'll be outside, call me if you need help."
Zhuang Ziang nodded: "Yes, thank you, Teacher Zhang."
After that, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
Zhuang Wenzhao was sitting on Zhang Zhiyuan's chair, his face livid.
Qin Shulan stood aside with her hands folded.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Zhuang Ziang had no expression on his face.
"Zhuang Ziang, you have grown wings and dared to run away from home. Do you have me as your father in your eyes?" Zhuang Wenzhao asked harshly.
"When you slapped me without knowing right from wrong, did you have me as your son in your eyes?"
Compared with Zhuang Wenzhao's rage, Zhuang Ziang seemed particularly calm.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.
He no longer had any hope for this father.
I ran away from home and gave you a happy family of three. Isn't that a happy ending?
Why are you looking for me again now?
Qin Shulan interrupted: "Zi'ang, your father was a little excited at the time, and he was afraid that you would do something to hurt Yuhang. If you hate your father for such a small matter, you are really ignorant."
It sounds like she is trying to persuade people, but there is a sense of yin and yang.
She did not mention Zhuang Yuhang's mistakes, but she was still trying to sow discord between Zhuang Wenzhao and Zhuang Zi'ang.
After more than ten years of living with this woman, Zhuang Zi'ang has long experienced her cunning tactics.
"Aunt Qin, please don't interrupt me when I talk to my father." Zhuang Zi'ang said coldly.
"What's your attitude?" Qin Shulan glared at Zhuang Wenzhao: "Look at the good son you taught, he has no respect for his elders."
Zhuang Wenzhao was furious: "I am your father, it is natural for me to beat you, you deserve it."
"How did you talk to Aunt Qin? Apologize to me immediately."
"You can't even respect your elders, what's the point of reading so many books."
This series of scoldings instantly intensified the conflict.
The air was full of gunpowder.
"Elder?" Zhuang Ziang smiled mockingly.
Why can you bring a woman back and force me to call her aunt, and she can become my elder?
Does she have anything to do with me?
In addition to gossiping and blaming others, what else can she do?
For more than ten years, Zhuang Ziang has tolerated this woman and her pig-like son too much.
Today, even if the king of heaven comes, he will not recognize her as an elder.
"Dad, if you came here to quarrel with me today, you can go back now. This is school, not a place for you to go crazy." Zhuang Ziang's eyes were cold.
"You must go home with me today. Your grandfather heard that you ran away from home and was so angry that his old illness came back. Because of your stupidity and selfishness, you have caused so much trouble to the family!" Zhuang Wenzhao scolded.
Zhuang Ziang sneered: "I said, it seems that grandpa forced you to take me back, otherwise you should be in the mahjong hall at this time."
"In a word, are you going back or not?" Zhuang Wenzhao shouted loudly.
"No." Zhuang Ziang's eyes were determined.
It was not easy to escape from that suffocating home, how could he be so stupid as to go back again.
He also knew that Qin Shulan and Zhuang Yuhang would never welcome him back.
They wished he would die outside and never see each other again.
Three months later, they would get what they wanted.
Zhuang Ziang's retort made Zhuang Wenzhao a little embarrassed.
He looked around, as if he was trying to find a suitable guy, and cursed: "Little beast, can't I deal with you?"
Zhuang Ziang said fearlessly: "Dad, let's go quickly. At least I am willing to call you dad now, so that we can save some dignity for each other."
When he was five years old, Zhuang Wenzhao had just divorced Xu Hui and often drank outside.
He would come home drunk and often pick up Zhuang Ziang who was sleeping, and beat or scold him with any excuse.
He scolded him for looking like his mother, which made him angry.
He scolded him for having a big mouth and having to spend money to eat.
Later, Zhuang Wenzhao dated Qin Shulan and concealed the fact that he had a son.
He sent Zhuang Ziang to the countryside, where he was taken care of by his grandparents and went to kindergarten in the village for half a year.
Later, his grandparents insisted on sending Zhuang Ziang back to the city so that he could receive a better education, and Zhuang Wenzhao reluctantly compromised.
Qin Shulan, the stepmother, was always critical of Zhuang Ziang, and her disdain was written on her face every day.
Two years later, Zhuang Yuhang was born, and Zhuang Ziang's position in the family became particularly awkward.
Just like the illegitimate son in ancient times, or the one without a mother.
Zhuang Wenzhao was nominally Zhuang Ziang's guardian, but the ones who really raised him were his grandparents who lived far away in the countryside.
They would transfer the living expenses to Zhuang Wenzhao's card on time, and then he would pass it on to Zhuang Ziang.
As a middleman, Zhuang Wenzhao often made a little profit when he was unlucky.
Zhuang Ziang had always been submissive since he was a child, but he became particularly rebellious in the past two days.
Zhuang Wenzhao felt that his dignity was challenged, so he was furious.
Even in the classroom office at school, he wanted to roll up his sleeves and take action.
"Stop!" Zhang Zhiyuan rushed in in time.
Zhuang Wenzhao looked at Zhang Zhiyuan angrily: "How do you educate students in your school? I think he has grown a rebellious character by educating him like this."
"You haven't even attended the parent-teacher meeting. Of course you don't know what the school has educated your child like." Zhang Zhiyuan also glared at him.
He had been standing outside the door just now. Although it was impolite to eavesdrop on others' conversations, the noise of the father and son arguing was really too loud.
He felt sad that Zhuang Ziang had such a domineering father.
"I think you are almost ruining him!" Zhuang Wenzhao shouted loudly.
"Well, I'll let you see today what we have taught your child like!" Zhang Zhiyuan also got angry.
He opened the drawer and found a thick stack of documents.
It was the transcripts of various exams, big and small, in the past two years.
"Look for yourself!"
Zhang Zhiyuan threw the transcript in front of Zhuang Wenzhao, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Zhuang Wenzhao waved his hand in disgust, and then picked up the first transcript, which was the opening exam two years ago.
On the first line, Zhuang Ziang's name stood out.
Total score: 689.
Class ranking: 1.
Grade ranking: 1.
Then, he picked up the second one, which was the first monthly exam, and Zhuang Ziang also ranked first.
The third one was the midterm exam, the fourth one was the monthly exam, and the fifth one was the final exam...
After reading all the transcripts, Zhuang Wenzhao's eyes were filled with doubts.
Without exception, Zhuang Ziang's name was nailed to the first line, like a nail, and it could not be shaken.
Qin Shulan, who was standing by, also read all the transcripts.
She murmured, "Is it difficult to get the first place in the grade in your school?"
Zhang Zhiyuan looked at her like a fool: "There are 22 classes in the whole grade, more than a thousand students, what do you think?"
How can such an excellent child be like garbage in your eyes?