After calling, Guo Xiang had dinner in the shop. When he got home, he still had a lot of homework to do.
After a while, Zhang Ling came and did their homework together. Zhang Ling asked Guo Xiang if she didn't understand. She answered her well.
Zhang Ling was surprised. She thought she could help Guo Xiang. Unexpectedly, she helped herself more in the end.
At almost seven o'clock, Guo Xiang put down his test paper. "I'll go out."
"Where are you going? Do you want me to accompany you?" Zhang Ling asked.
"No, I'll ask mother-in-law Zhang if there is a TV. I'll watch TV for a while." Guo Xiang said.
"Watch TV?" Zhang Ling was shocked. Do you still have time to watch TV at this time?
Guo Xiang smiled and didn't explain.
Grandma Zhang also lives in the yard, but she lives in a small room on the other side of the west wing.
Guo Xiang used to watch it. He really had a TV, but it was a very old and small black-and-white TV. It might be second-hand.
"Grandma, can I come in and watch TV?" Asked Guo Xiang.
Granny Zhang looked at her, "come in!"
Guo Xiang looked and was broadcasting the news. He was a little excited and found a chair to sit down.
After broadcasting other news for a while, the model worker commendation meeting began.
Although it was only a few minutes, Guo Xiang saw Gu Zhennan, who was also wearing work clothes, but his body stood upright, outstanding temperament and stood out from the crowd.
Wearing a big red flower on his chest and cool on his face, but he is still so handsome. Guo Xiang's eyes are stars.
After the commendation conference was broadcast, Guo Xiang was not in the mood to watch TV and stood up. "Thank you, mother-in-law. I'll go back."
Granny Zhang looked up at her. It's strange that she didn't look at her for so long.
But without asking, he nodded and Guo Xiang went out.
Returning to the room with a smile on his face, Zhang Ling asked curiously, "sister Xiang, what's good?"
"I saw your cousin." Guo Xiang chuckled.
"My cousin? Where is it? " Zhang Ling was surprised.
"No, on TV." Guo Xiang smiled and looked proud. "He was rated as a national model worker and on TV."
"Really? That's great! " Zhang Ling exclaimed that no one she knew had ever been on TV. How glorious it was to be on TV at this time. "Why didn't you ask me to watch it?"
Guo Xiang smiled and appreciated it by himself.
"Continue to do questions!" Guo Xiang shouted, feeling happy.
Guo Xiang still recites political books, and then tutors Zhang Ling in English, focusing on oral English, because if she takes the foreign language major, she has to have an oral interview.
"Sister Xiang, why are you so good at English?" Zhang Ling was very surprised and didn't dare to ask her what she used to be a fool.
"I don't know. I don't remember anything before." Guo Xiang said briefly with a smile and didn't want to explain.
Zhang Ling is curious about Guo Xiang. She has never seen a girl like her. She has a free and easy personality, good grades and outstanding temperament. She is not like the people in this small county.
Guo Xiang put away his book. "I'll go to bed first. There's a small desk lamp on the table. You use that. I'll turn off the headlights and sleep."
"Oh!" Zhang Ling quickly took the box on the side and took out the lamp. She was very embarrassed. Living with her, she asked her to buy a lamp, which affected her rest, but she really had no money, so she had to use it shamelessly.
She can only study hard, take a good exam and repay her by going to a good university.
The next day, Guo Xiang had lunch in the school canteen. She lived close to home. She was going back for lunch break.
Not long after lying down, there was a bang outside. It seemed that someone was fighting, and then there was a noisy voice. Guo Xiang sat up and couldn't sleep at all.
When I opened the door and went out, I saw someone throw something like an iron box from the East Wing room. A man in his thirties stood at the door, his face embarrassed and flushed.
The woman beside seemed to be her wife, with a sad face and tears all over her face.
There was also an old woman in her fifties who pointed to the man and scolded, "if you divorce like this again, your children won't want it!"
Guo Xiang raised his eyebrows. Isn't it a bloody trick to abandon his wife and son?
I'm not interested in watching. I just turned around and heard the man behind me say, "Xiuying, I know it's difficult at home now, but I really have a future. As long as I succeed, your mother's life will be better in the future. I......"
"Success?" Xiuying cried and pointed to something on the ground. "You spent 3000 yuan on this broken iron box. That's our salary for ten years. Now the family is too poor to afford food. You're still making this thing. Are you willing to starve us to death?"
"I......" the man looked helpless.
"Now Er Wa is also ill and has no money to see a doctor. You are a father and spend money recklessly. Tell me, how much did you spend on this? What did you do? Still successful? I think you're not far from death... "The old woman scolded.
"Wan Jiafa, if you don't stop fooling around, we'll divorce!" Xiuying cried and looked at her husband.
Wan Jiafa has a painful face. Why can't his wife understand himself? He can really. He's still a step away from success. He's a little close. Why divorce?
Guo Xiang was a little surprised. It turned out that it was not an extramarital affair. He couldn't help looking at the iron box on the ground. How do you feel a little familiar?
The old woman kicked the iron box, "throw away this junk, come home with us and go back to work well, or I won't recognize your son!"
"Mom!" Wan Jiafa is in great pain. Why are one or two like this? Is it easy to do something by yourself?
"Won't you come with us?" The old woman came forward and threw Wan Jiafa a slap in the face. "If you don't go, you'll never enter the house again!"
"Mom!" Xiuying looks at her mother-in-law in shock. Is she serious? Although she also blames her husband for mischief, divorce is just talk. Couples for many years, if not because they had a good relationship before doing this thing.
But since doing this, her husband doesn't go home all day, and she doesn't care about things at home. She has no money at home and she doesn't care if her child is ill. Her heart is a little cold.
But she was a little reluctant to divorce her.
How difficult it was in the past. She shared joys and sorrows. Later, life was better. Who knows that he made trouble again, making people unlike others and family. She really hates iron and steel.
"Mom, Xiuying, don't force me!" Wan Jiafa squatted down and covered his face. A big man's tears were falling, but he didn't want to give up. If he gave up, he really had nothing.
"Xiuying, let's go!" The old woman pointed to her son and her hands trembled. "Just think I don't have your son!"
He took his daughter-in-law out angrily.
Grandma Zhang and another tenant shook their heads and silently returned to their room.