Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

Yan Xiaoxiao folded her arms across her chest, leaning against the wall, looking at the two of them with a half-smile.

"You, you..." Zhao Cheng couldn't quite believe it. He subconsciously felt that Yan Xiaoxiao was no ordinary person, but he hypnotized himself in his heart: She's just a little girl, what's there to be afraid of?

Yan Xiaoxiao walked up and tapped Teacher Zhao's chest a few times, and the old man's eyes slowly opened.

He had actually woken up a long time ago, but he couldn't move. However, he heard everything that happened in the ward clearly.

Looking at Zhao Cheng with disappointment, "I have taught you since you were young, and I have put in a lot of effort, so why did you grow up in a wrong way?"

Zhao Cheng saw his father wake up and collapse on the ground. Hearing his father's words, he burst into laughter: "Haha, yes! How did I become like this? It's all because of you. If you were willing to help me pay off my gambling debts, why would it be like this? Haha!"

He looked crazy at the moment, "You always say that I am your only son, but you never ask me what I need.

Do you know how those people forced me to pay? Ah! They tied me up and beat me, but you? You didn't pay a penny.

It's because I'm not your biological son, but you've raised me for all these years, so how can you just watch me die?"

Teacher Zhao looked calm. "Who do you think saved you last time you lost a bet in the south? Who called the police when you were blocked in an alley in Beijing? Who helped you get the money when you were cornered by loan sharks last year?"

Teacher Zhao took a breath and then said coldly: "I have warned you again and again, don't gamble anymore, don't gamble anymore! Did you listen? I am old, and I can't help you clean up your mess every day. You are an adult, not a three-year-old child. You should be responsible for your own actions!"

"No, no, you can't ignore me, I'm your only son!" Zhao Cheng shouted anxiously.

Old Zhao stared at him intently. "Now that you know he's my son, you hide behind your wife in everything and let Chen Zhaodi come to me to ask for money, a house, and a car. Do you think I don't know that you're the one behind all this?"

"Dad, Dad, if you help me one more time, just once, I will definitely treat you as my real dad!"

"Haha!" Teacher Zhao laughed sarcastically, "Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng, you were five years old when I adopted you, and now you're almost forty. It turns out that you didn't treat me as your relative all these years. You're such an ungrateful person!"

Zhao Cheng had a very strange expression on his face. "Adopt me? You just want me to take care of you in your old age. If I were not infertile, would you have adopted me? You all have your own agenda, and you still want me to be grateful to you? Dream on!"

Mr. Zhao didn't want to talk anymore. The unfamiliar person in front of him frightened him.

Yan Xiaoxiao was listening with great interest. The story of this family was as good as a melodramatic novel, but it was still quite interesting to listen to.

Then she realized that she was gloating over someone else's misfortune, which was not very kind. She said "Amitabha!" in her heart and stopped watching the show.

"Xiaoxiao, could you please help me call the police?" Yan Xiaoxiao didn't expect to be called by Teacher Zhao. After carefully checking that he was serious, she nodded.

Before Yan Xiaoxiao could make a move, Zhao Cheng suddenly jumped up from the ground, "You dare? This is my family's business, if you dare to interfere, I will make you pay for it."

The originally honest face was now full of ferocity. Teacher Zhao was so angry that his eyes went dark. "You rebellious son, you, cough cough! Cough cough!"

Yan Xiaoxiao walked a few steps to the bedside, helped Teacher Zhao to calm down, and took the opportunity to transfer some spiritual energy into him.

"Did you know that Teacher Zhao has stomach cancer? He doesn't have much time left to live!"

Zhao Cheng looked at him in disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me earlier, old man? If I had known this earlier, why would I have done all this? After you die, everything in the Zhao family will be mine anyway."

Zhao Cheng is really desperate now, saying whatever is on his mind. However, Chen Zhaodi next to him looks at Teacher Zhao with some worry.

Yan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. "Well, but I don't like you now, so I decided to cure Teacher Zhao's illness. Hehe! Your wishful thinking has failed!"

"Haha, what are you talking about? That's cancer. You can cure it? You're kidding!" Zhao Cheng's face was full of joy, and he was almost shouting to the sky.

Teacher Zhao was disdainful, "I have already made a will. After I die, all my belongings will be donated to the Hope Project!"

"What?" Zhao Cheng stared at Teacher Zhao with wide eyes, and it took him a long time to find his voice. "You old man, you have a son and three grandchildren, why don't you leave them to us? When did you make a will? How come I didn't know about it?"

"When the old woman you mentioned left!"

Zhao Cheng was speechless. When his adoptive mother died, he was less than 20 years old. He didn't expect that the old man had made a will so early. Then what was the point of his careful flattery for so many years? In the end, he got nothing. His face was red with anger.

Chen Zhaodi spoke carefully, "Dad, we will definitely find a good doctor to treat you when we go to Beijing."

Teacher Zhao looked at her and shook his head. "You are a good person. Live a good life with your children in the future. I left some things for you, enough for you and your mother to live on."

Chen Zhaodi covered her face and cried. She had not received much education and was able to marry Zhao Cheng because she was beautiful when she was young. After so many years of suffering, she and Zhao Cheng no longer had any feelings for each other.

The reason why she stayed in the Zhao family was because Zhao Cheng threatened her with his foolish brother, so she had to do what Zhao Cheng wanted. She had done many wrong things over the years, and she was the executioner's accomplice.

Now that the truth had been revealed, she no longer had to do the thing she hated the most. She would accept spending the rest of her life in jail. She felt more relaxed than ever before and felt liberated.

Now after hearing what her father-in-law said and seeing that he didn't blame her at all, she felt ashamed and embarrassed!

After hearing the story, Yan Xiaoxiao took out her cell phone to call the police. The SIM card in this cell phone was a gift from someone else. Cell phones nowadays don't have as many functions as later generations, just making calls and sending text messages.

Yan Xiaoxiao often forgets that she has a cell phone and just throws it into the space to collect dust. She only remembered it when she mentioned calling the police just now.

Using her pocket as a cover, Yan Xiaoxiao took her cell phone out of the space.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng rushed over to grab it, "Don't call the police, do you hear me?"

His hand flew backwards before it even touched Yan Xiaoxiao's body. Yan Xiaoxiao nonchalantly retracted her foot and said, "I don't like physical contact with people."

Zhao Cheng held his stomach, curled up, and couldn't even get up.

Chen Zhaodi avoided her gaze and did not dare to meet Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes.

This little girl is so scary. Fortunately, she didn’t kick me at noon.

Teacher Zhao quickly calmed down after being surprised, and was relieved only after seeing Yan Xiaoxiao finish the call. He was still a little scared. If it weren't for Yan Xiaoxiao, there would only be him and Chen Zhaodi in the ward, and they would really not be a match for Zhao Cheng.

The police arrived quickly, and after understanding what happened, they took Zhao Cheng away.

Zhao Cheng was still shouting and denying it, so Yan Xiaoxiao took out a tape recorder from her pocket and said, "Here is the recording of your conversation. I'm afraid you can't deny it!"

Zhao Cheng's eyes looked like he wanted to eat Yan Xiaoxiao.

Yan Xiaoxiao ignored him and said, "Uncle police, this tape is for me to listen to English. Can you return it to me after you use it?"

After receiving a negative answer, the police took away the recorder and the tape.

Yan Xiaoxiao felt sorry for her tape recorder and tapes. Alas, what a loss!

It was already dawn. She left the ward and thought about buying something to eat. She was a little hungry after a night of tossing and turning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked out of the ward, I saw a familiar figure entering the next ward.