After moving into the school dormitory, life has indeed become much easier.

Like other girls who live in girls' dormitories, Wang Chong washes his own laundry, takes a bath, and scrubs together, making life full of fun.

When we had dinner, we went to the cafeteria with a few girls.

The food in the cafeteria was not delicious, but there were not many choices to choose from during the student life, so Wang Chong persisted in all this.

In the first year of junior high school, the school exam finally came out. Wang Chong had no questions and got the first place in the grade in the exam.

He even put this score in the city, and he was ranked first.

Such a top student naturally attracted the attention of teachers, and Wang Chong received more attention.

The head teacher was also very concerned about Wang Chong. After learning about Wang Chong's family, the head teacher was very angry and scolded him for the era that it was, and there were people who favored boys over girls.

So the head teacher also used his salary to buy a second-hand mobile phone for Wang Chong, and told Wang Chong that if you need any help in the future, you must tell her in time.

"I understand, thank you teacher."

Wang Chong was so moved that he was about to cry. Sure enough, it was better for the teacher.

The New Year was not good this year. Wang Chong didn't go home for many days, but he found that many things at home were missing.

The bowls and chopsticks were smashed, the pots were missing, and the TV and refrigerator were smashed into pieces.

After asking my younger brother Song Baoqiang, Wang Chong realized that his parents had been quarreling recently.

The reason is very simple. My father got drunk on the construction site because of drinking, and broke the newly renovated floor and electrical appliances of the house.

Such many things cost more than 100,000 yuan, not to mention reworking these things, which is even more expensive.

Because of this, because the family lost so much money at once, Hu Cuilan naturally made a fuss and the two started fighting.

"I can't live this life anymore, I can't live it anymore..."

That night, Hu Cuilan started to make a fuss again: "Divorce, I want to divorce you!"

"If you divorce, you will get divorced. Anyway, I don't want to live with you anymore."

Song Jiansai said disdainfully.

"Okay, then divorce."

"Whatever you want, your property is half the amount, my son will belong to me." Song Jiansai smoked a cigarette. He was not so tough that he didn't want property. He really paid off all the money in his family and had no money at all.

Even now they live in.

"You think beautifully, my son belongs to me."

In fact, if his son returns to Hu Cuilan, there is no benefit at all, but Hu Cuilan just doesn't want Song Jian to have a better life.

"Get out of here, my son takes my surname, why should I follow you?"

For Song Jiansai, his son is a descendant of his Song family, and of course his Song family belongs to him.

The couple did not accept each other and then started a fight.

Wang Chong had no choice but to call the police.

This year, the whole family spent the quarrel.

After the New Year, my parents went to go through the divorce procedures.

In the end, the son and father, Wang Chong and his mother.

Half a year later, my mother married Zhang Decai's man.

Zhang Decai is also married for the second time. He has a son who follows him and is two years older than Wang. He is currently in high school.

Zhang Decai is just an ordinary worker, and his monthly salary is only more than 3,000 yuan.

Logically speaking, his mother Hu Cuilan looked down on him no matter what, but Zhang De was a local. She demolished several houses at home and got hundreds of thousands of dollars in one go.

Looking at the money, Hu Cuilan married him.

Zhang Decai is quite honest and is good to Wang Chong. He bought new clothes for Wang Chong several times.

Every time Wang Chong didn't stay and came back from school on weekends, Zhang Decai always gave Wang Chong some delicious food.

However, these little favors did not make Wang Chong feel good. It was very simple, because he felt that Zhang Decai looked at him strangely every time.

Especially when he was wearing a skirt, Zhang Decai would stare at his calves from time to time.

Wang Chong knew that Zhang Decai might have bad intentions.

Fortunately, he didn't live at home all the time and spent most of his time at school.

After the second year of junior high school, Wang Chong did not go home, but instead found a job to distribute flyers to earn some pocket money.

Finally, it was the third year of junior high school. After working, Wang Chong went home to prepare some clothes.

On that day, my mother went out to work, so Zhang Decai asked for leave at home.

"Xiaodie, when will you register at school?"

Zhang Decai sat in the small living room, patted the sofa casually, and asked Wang Chong to come over.

Of course, Wang Chong didn't go there, but packed up his clothes and said, "Let's go in three days."

"Oh, Xiaodie comes here, you're going to school soon, Dad tells you something."

"Just just say whatever you say to me." Wang Chong said calmly.

"You kid, I am educating you and letting you study hard."

Wang Chongqing chuckled: "I am ranked first in every exam. How do you ask me to study hard?"

"Well…………"

Zhang Decai thought so.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked towards Wang Chong.

Just like Wang Chong guessed, Zhang Decai really had bad intentions while his mother was not here.

However, if he thought that Wang Chong was good at bullying him, he would be very wrong.

Wang Chong looked at Zhang Decai coldly and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I'll teach you something."

Zhang Decai said disgustingly.

The next moment, Zhang Decai rushed over.

Wang Chong was prepared and kicked him.

Because of the precise angle, Zhang Decai was kicked and thrust in pain.

Then, Wang Chong picked up his cell phone, trot to the door, grabbed the scissors and said, "Zhang Decai, do you believe it or not, I will call the police immediately?"

"Xiaodie, dad was impulsive for a moment. Don't call the police. If you don't think of me, you should think of your mother."

"Ha, do you think I will think so much?" Wang Chong said without hesitation.

"Have you ever thought about it? Even if you call the police, I'm afraid the police won't believe you. After all, you have no evidence."

Zhang Decai originally planned to see Wang Chong's youth, so he fooled him away. Unexpectedly, this little girl was quite powerful, like a little pepper, and I don't know which boy would be cheaper in the future.

Wang Chong said coldly: "Do you think I have no evidence? That would be too underestimating me."

Wang Chong calmly took out his phone and opened a video. It was played in which Zhang Decai took off his clothes and rushed into the scene where Wang Jin committed a murder on Wang Chong.

In fact, when Wang Chong went in, he turned on the camera in advance and placed it in place, in order to leave evidence.

Sure enough, he took advantage of this small detail.

Zhang Decai's expression changed, "You actually took a photo."

"If there aren't so many, how can you know that you are bad?"

"That... wait, I... I apologize, I apologize OK, I will give you money..."

"Sorry, it's too late. Actually, when I was talking to you just now, I was already……..."

Wang Chong retreated to the door: "Call the police! What is waiting for you will be punished by the law!"
Chapter completed!