After Transmigrating Into The Cultivation World, The School Topper Was Reborn Chapter 8

Su Xingchen's high school was not far from the neighborhood and was a ‘state-owned privately-run' International school. Although it was not a provincial focus such as the No. 1 High School and No. 2 Military High School in this city, it was also a famous provincial-level focus high school.

She couldn't get in with her grades at first, but she studied at the International school as soon as she was in junior high school. Because Father Su had customers that could help him, Su Xingchen got the admission.

In such a private school, there would always be a cla.s.s dedicated to arranging students with poor grades, rich, or coming by a back door. Su Xingchen's cla.s.s was such, the cla.s.s for the rich was not easy to walk through the back door.

It was the end of the year and it was the busiest time of the year. The store was understaffed. Mother Su was having a headache for recruiting employees. Seeing that Su Xingchen was disobedient, she asked her to work in the store during the holidays.

In Mother Su's opinion, Su Xingchen was suffering less, so she had the strength to do everything for the whole day.

But Father Su didn't like it and scolded her, “What are you saying? How old is she? Her current task is to study. Not to mention tens of thousands of dollars a year, I can also offer more!”

Mother Su raised her eyebrows, “What am I saying? If she wants to study, will I not let her study? She should be able to rank in the top 20 like Yue Yue and Yang Yang. I also want her to study, but does she study? You are also using so much money for her studies. As for being young, those apprentices in the store are working at the age of fifteen or sixteen. I must let her know the hards.h.i.+ps of life. She doesn't even know how to cherish what she has. She just makes trouble everyday! I don't have time to go to school to worry about her."

Thinking of what happened at school, she was still angry and said, “Now the shop is busy, I don't have time to talk to you. I shouldn't get any complaints. If she doesn't want to do anything. I will send her back next year!”

This was Mother Su's mantra. Every time she would tell her, ‘If you don't want to do anything. I will send you back next year (next semester)!'

But Uncle He had raised her for more than ten years. No matter how thick Mother Su's face was, she didn't let her brother-in-law keep helping them raise her daughter. So Mother Su always said that, but she had to keep her in the city.

The old lady said, “I say that we should give her away. You sent her to the village to her grandmother, but now she came back to trouble us!”

Father Su was afraid that they would go on and quickly changed the topic, “How was the business over the store today? Did that old Zhao give the money he owed on credit last month?”

Speaking of the things in the shop, Mother Su was finally distracted, and pointed the gunfire at Father Su, “I said no giving services on credit, even if we knew the person. How can I do business in my shop? “

Su Xingchen returned to the room after eating. Father and Mother Su returned to their room to take a bath after a hard day, leaving the old lady alone to clean up and wash dishes.

The old lady was upset and called out to Su Xingchen's room, “You went back to the room after dinner, won't you help pick the bowls and chopsticks?”

She shouted several times, and no one answered.

The old lady opened the door angrily and saw Su Xingchen sitting cross-legged on the small folding bed, meditating with her eyes closed.

It was not that Su Xingchen was unwilling to lock the door, but that the room was not hers. It felt like she was a cuckoo in a magpie's nest*.

She didn't lock the door, but her sister Su Xingyue often locked it.

At the beginning, she only knocked on the door. Su Xingyue pretended that she couldn't open the door after hearing it several times. After she started to kick the door with her feet, Su Xingyue no longer dared to lock her out.

Looking at her granddaughter's trimmed hairstyle, calm face, and standard meditation posture, the old lady thought that she was evil, and whispered, “Do you pretend to be a ghost.”

Not getting a reply, the old lady was anxious, “Are you pretending to be deaf?” She strode in and reached out to pinch her ears, but she stood up.

Su Xingchen was one and a half meters tall. She had a slender body, but when she stood up, she looked down at the old lady.

The old lady saw that she had finally moved, and didn't reach out to twist her ear.

“You couldn't hear me shouting. You're not deaf. Are you deaf? I asked you to wash the bowls, but you pretended not to hear me, right?”

Su Xingchen glanced at her lightly without saying a word, went to the kitchen and looked at the pile of dirty pots and bowls, “Is that all?”

The old lady pointed to the areas where oil was spilled, such as range hoods, gas stoves, walls, etc and said, “After the dishes are washed, they must be wiped clean and kept in the cupboard.”

Su Xingchen picked up the dishwas.h.i.+ng soap and squeezed half the bottle into the sink as if she didn't waste money.

The old lady saw her and stepped forward and slapped her arm, “Don't you need money for dishwas.h.i.+ng soap? You wasted at least half a bottle!”

Su Xingchen without caring, turned on the faucet directly. The tap water was flowing with no care.

The old lady was used to being stingy. In the past, she would watch the woman who came to clean the house, how much oil and how much water was used for the household. Now when she saw Su Xingchen using water like this, she suddenly felt distressed, “You put so much water in a dish? Do you know how expensive it is? Have you not washed dishes in the village? I think you are doing it deliberately!”

Su Xingchen simply moved aside and spread her hands, “Yeah, I never washed the dishes in the village. My grandfather and grandmother never told me to wash the dishes.”

“Are you kidding me? You think I am a three-year-old kid! You have never washed the dishes. I think you are lazy!”

The old lady turned off the faucet, “Just wash it!”

Su Xingchen reached out to get the bowl. One of them, she didn't hold it carefully, it snapped and dropped into the sink. It almost scared the old lady's heart out, “Be careful! Don't you know how to wash dishes?”

“I said, no.”

Dirty bowls were stacked together. Su Xingchen was going to pick it again.

A stack of tableware, what if all of them fell down? The old lady's heart thumped and she quickly reached out to help, but because of the rush, her elbow slammed into the dirty pan on the gas stove, and the pan with the lid slammed down on the ground, making a deafening crash.

Mother Su and Father Su heard the sound and hurriedly came out of the room to see what was happening. They saw the old lady holding the bowl in her hands, both distressed and angry, she was trembling.

Su Xingchen raised her hand innocently, “It has nothing to do with me, she knocked it down.”

It took awhile for her breath to slow down. She picked up the pot and its lid from the floor. This pot was a branded one she bought from the supermarket. One pot was nearly a thousand yuan and this pot lid …

Simply put, her distressed heart was about to bleed.

She was completely speechless and waved her hand weakly, “Forget it, forget it. You little ancestor, go, if I let you wash the dishes it will be smashed. “

Su Xingchen continued wearing an innocent face, “I didn't touch it, you knocked it down yourself.”

What could the old lady say? The old lady couldn't say anything.

She took a bath at night and laid on the bed with one hand on her chest and murmured that her chest hurt.

Seeing his wife like this, old man Su said, “If you don't want to cook, let them hire a nanny. There is a good nanny at home. You have to quit.”

The old man didn't understand his wife, “Are you still angry? You should be fortunate that the kid didn't smash all the bowls today.”

She didn't smash them and he was surprised.

The old lady jumped up immediately, “How dare she!”

Old Man Su chuckled and said nothing.

The old lady's chest hurt even more.

Miao:

Cuckoo in the Magpie's nest: ,Cuckoo does not build a nest, but lives in a nest of magpies

Living in someone else house

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