After putting the ice cream in the fridge, Zhang Yu went to the sink to wash the waterlon and took the opportunity to peek downstairs.
She saw Zhao Xuan leaving alone; her follower Zhou Kai surprisingly did not follow her but stayed in the original spot.
Are they having a disagreent? Well, even though they’ve been communicating while going to and from school these past few days, Zhang Yu could vaguely sense Zhao Xuan’s anxiety, and there was also dissatisfaction in her eyes when she looked at Zhou Kai.
She hadn’t even said anything between them, yet these two already had conflicts. After all, both Zhou Kai’s and Zhao Xuan’s parents seem to have a higher status than Zhang Tao, the cook.
But it couldn’t cover up the fact that their inco wasn’t higher than Zhang Tao’s. They wanted to fully support their children, but their not-so-low inco couldn’t sustain it.
Once their main inco shifted towards tutoring fees, they had to save in other areas, and as a result, their pocket money was certainly reduced, and the quality of household als also went down.
Zhou Kai is a man who values face and would never admit his mistakes, but Zhao Xuan is used to living a life of good food, drink, and clothing. Can she be content?
Moreover, this month, Zhao Xuan didn’t wear new clothes. Zhang Yu knew that Qiao Lili must be cutting down and streamlining again.
Of course, the so-called cutbacks were targeted at Zhao Xu and his daughter Zhao Xuan. Qiao Lili wouldn’t treat herself poorly. She could say she hadn’t bought new clothes and was also saving, too.
But for a woman, big expenses aren’t just on clothes, but also on skincare and beauty products.
Zhang Yu knew Qiao Lili wouldn’t wrong herself. Her skincare products certainly weren’t cheap, and to avoid letting Zhao Xu and his daughter notice, she’d put the expensive products into bottles of cheap ones.
As for going to the beauty salon, it’s common for her to go out to the bank as a finance person. She would take this chance to get so skincare done, and who would know?
After this whole operation, Zhao Xuan was the most unfortunate one. Every ti, she’d complain and cry in front of Zhang Yu, and the original fool would buy her delicious food and clothes.
It can be said that the original was really good to Zhao Xuan as a best friend, but in return, when Zhou Kai succeeded and returned, she snatched Zhou Kai away.
Now she’s given up, but their feelings weren’t that great anyway.
Also, when Zhao Xuan chooses a partner, she looks at whether the other party has money; that’s her biggest deciding factor.
If Zhou Kai were just an ordinary programr, Zhao Xuan might not even have looked at him. If Zhou Kai hadn’t made it into a prestigious university’s computer science program, and couldn’t get a high-paying job even if he started his own business, then what of childhood sweethearts? They’d still be like strangers.
Great, now they have internal conflicts. Happy, Zhang Yu hugged half a waterlon, watched TV, and enjoyed a bite, "Happiness."
Zhao Xuan got ho, opened the door, and was hit by a wave of heat, causing her to step back a few steps. It was so hot,
She entered and turned on the fan, but the wind was hot. She really wanted to rush into her parents’ room and turn on the air conditioning, but didn’t dare.
The house rule was that unless parents were busy with work or it was past nine in the evening, air conditioning couldn’t be turned on. Otherwise, parental consent was needed.
At their place, even turning on the air conditioning required parental consent. In contrast, Zhang Yu was reminded by Uncle Zhang and the others to rember to turn on the air conditioning.
Difference, difference, this is a typical gap. Why aren’t such good parents hers? Clearly, she’s much better than Zhang Yu, prettier, smarter, more sensible, and doesn’t throw tantrums.
Zhao Xuan blew the hot air, feeling the sweat droplets continuing to fall, gently sighed. Previously, during sumr breaks with no make-up classes, she’d go to Uncle Zhang’s for lunch, stay in the air-conditioned room without feeling hot, and freely enjoy fruits, drinks, and ice cream.
Now, she doesn’t have such privileges. Zhao Xuan doesn’t even dare to imagine how to get through this sumr without air conditioning; she can’t even properly study and review.
Right, she could tell her parents that it’s too hot at ho and she can’t study or review properly.
Thinking of how Zhang Yu was likely ho studying already, Zhao Xuan didn’t want to fall behind and also wanted to study, but it was too hot for her to focus on a book.
"Really want to go to Zhang Yu’s house."
The sa sentint was echoed by Zhou Kai at ho, where it was incredibly hot. Even with a fan on, it remained unbearably hot, making his brain feel roasted and making it impossible to study.
"Why did I have a brain freeze back then and ask that question?" Zhang Yu calmly said he could pass, and then his history grades again ca up to Zhang Yu’s attention.
This should be described as lifting a stone and smashing my own foot. Regret. If I hadn’t brought this matter up, could I today discuss with her about the heat at ho and ask if I could study at her place? After all, her air conditioning was always on, whether it’s for one person or three, it would be the sa.
If Zhang Yu knew what he thought, she’d definitely tell him how that’s not the sa thing, at least to not see the two showing off their affection in front of her.
Moreover, if she were alone, she could lie down or move around as she pleased, even exercising and morizing things at the sa ti, as long as it suited her.
Zhang Yu took a look at her English book, "Forget it, I’ll buy an IELTS English dictionary."
For learning English, verb tenses aren’t that important. Even foreigners may not get them right; vocabulary is the main weapon, requiring her to morize diligently. Having a dictionary could explain the rapid progress in her English proficiency.
At ho, there was only an ordinary Chinese-English dictionary, which wasn’t quite enough, "I’ll buy one on the day back to school."
Anyway, there’s no rush for ti, so let’s morize so historical content for now.
"Perhaps, I could make a mind map?" Zhang Yu had never done this before, but thought maybe she should try, as making one would be beneficial for her.
Once the thought occurred, Zhang Yu quickly got up, fetched a large piece of paper, and started working on a mind map.
"If only I had a computer, I could make one digitally." Depending entirely on recollecting wherever her thoughts led, Zhang Yu could anticipate how many versions would result in creating this mind map.
Zhang Yu pondered while doing it. Regardless, she ought to attempt it. If it worked out, it would be much easier for her.
Initially thinking she’d work a bit and then rest, Zhang Yu unexpectedly proceeded smoothly without stopping.
After being busy for a while, Zhang Tao finally had so downti and rembered his daughter hadn’t co over for dinner yet.
What’s going on? Why didn’t she co to eat? Zhang Tao went to the counter, "Little Yu hasn’t co over for dinner."
Feng Liya imdiately replied, concerned, "Why isn’t our girl coming over to eat, among those guys?"
Worried she’d possibly follow Zhou Kai and the others to eat out, "I’ll give her a call."
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