Saving the Tragic Adonis

The head teacher pushed the glasses on his face, "Shu Ning, you can't slander your classmates at will."

"Teacher, the rumor about my homosexuality was spread by Zhang Chao. He just admitted it himself, and even put the blame on Yin Mingzheng, and encouraged me to find Yin Mingzheng to settle the account. In the office just now, he kept reminding me to frame Yin Mingzheng..."

Shu Ning babbled and explained the whole thing in a clear and coherent manner, "He has a grudge against Yin Mingzheng, but he uses me as a spearman and spreads my rumors. I dare not be his tablemate for such a person."

His words shocked the teachers in the office.

"What you said is true?" The head teacher sat on the swivel chair with a serious expression.

"He just admitted it, but if the teacher is going to ask him, he will definitely not admit it." Shu Ning said, "I won't be at the same table with him anyway."

The head teacher rubbed his brows, "If you change positions now..."

"Zhong Xiaoming has never wanted to sit next to Yin Mingzheng. He has a good relationship with Zhang Chao. Maybe I can change seats with Zhong Xiaoming." Shu Ning said.

Everyone doesn't like the villain and doesn't want to be at the same table with him. Zhong Xiaoming complained a few times in the class.

The head teacher was slightly taken aback, "Do you want to be at the same table with Yin Mingzheng?"

Shu Ning grinned and said in a positive tone, "Yes."

Chapter 4

When Yin Mingzheng returned home, a pungent smell of wine rushed out.

The 40-square-meter room was converted into two bedrooms and one living room. The living room was very small. The dining table was placed beside the gate, filled with all kinds of sundries and leftovers. If the door was open, anyone could see the situation in the living room.

All the furniture in the room was bought from the second-hand market, and the floor was covered with the worst-quality wooden floor, which had been blistered in many places over the past ten years.

Nobody repaired.

The man was lying on the wooden floor under the sofa, snoring loudly, wine bottles scattered on the floor, and garbage all over the floor.

Yin Mingzheng glanced at the man expressionlessly, and walked into his small room with his schoolbag.

He lives in a cubicle, which is so small that it can only fit one room, a tin cabinet, and nothing else. Books and other sundries are piled up on the ground.

Since it is a converted balcony, the windows are very large, and it has to be responsible for drying clothes, so a passageway must be left to allow family members to come in and out to dry.

This remodeled room must be colder in winter and hotter in summer.

Yin Mingzheng didn't care about it before, but as he got older, he had higher requirements for privacy. He could endure the cold winter and heat, but it became more and more unbearable for Zhou Juan to always go in and out of his room to dry clothes.

However, his room is the only balcony in the house, and clothes can only be dried in his room.

A long clothesline hangs in front of the window, full of men's and women's underwear, socks, and underwear.

Yin Mingzheng threw the schoolbag on the head cabinet and lay on the bed. As soon as he looked up, he saw the women's underwear on his head. After thinking for a while, he picked up the clothes pole placed by the window and dried Zhou Juan's underwear. At the other end, he put down the clothes pole and lay back on the bed.

With his hands behind his head, and looking at the roof with his eyes open, he thought: I want a room where I can not dry clothes.

It doesn't matter if it's small, it doesn't matter if there is less furniture, it's just his room, the kind that can lock the door without being scolded.

He didn't care that much when he was a kid, but now that he's older, he hates others coming in, he hates that the room is full of clothes, underwear, and panties, and he hates that every time Zhou Juan posts an order, he has to step on his clothes and take advantage of it ...

A man yelled from outside.

The familiar voice made Yin Mingzheng have to get up, open the door, pick up the wine bottles on the ground and pile them in the back of the refrigerator, and take them to the junkyard to exchange money on weekends.

In addition to the glass bottles behind the refrigerator, there are also paper shells and plastic bottles that Zhou Juan picked up.

Yin Mingzheng loves gānjing, and he is responsible for cleaning the house. He hates that pile of garbage very much. However, they need money and can only turn a blind eye.

Sometimes Yin Mingzheng is very annoyed by his slight cleanliness. Although he was born in a poor family, he has a low tolerance for sanitary conditions.

It would be good for Yin Qiáng not to cause trouble. It is impossible to go out to make money. In the whole family, only Zhou Juan works odd jobs to support the family. She also pays more than 2,000 mortgages a month. Apart from taking odd jobs to pick up garbage, it is also a way to make money.

Zhou Juan worked very hard.

Every time he sees Zhou Juan coming back very late, Yin Mingzheng is very distressed. He hates having to go to school, and he also goes out to work to share the household for Zhou Juan. Recently, this thought has become more and more intense.

For more than ten years, it was my mother who supported the family.

Children from poor families are sensible early, and Yin Mingzheng understands many truths very early, and he is inevitably inferior and sensitive.

He has no money to go to kindergarten, and the children in the community are all bright and beautiful, but he can only wear clothes that others don't want, and he is laughed at for this.

Many times he wondered why his family had to live in Longtan Community.

The house prices here are very expensive, and it is possible to sell it for a less high-end community, and life will be easier, but Yin Qiáng is unwilling.

Zhou Juan had mentioned it a few times, but was beaten by Yin Qiáng, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she scolded her: "You just want to divide my property, don't you? Bitchy woman, you married me for the house, and you won't change your life, don't think I don't. You know, if you sell it and buy it again, half of the house is yours! Well done!"

Whenever Zhou Juan was beaten, little Yin Mingzheng would rush out to stand in front of Zhou Juan, and was beaten up by Yin Qiáng.