The good wife and mother worked herself to death, and was reborn to win the game

The more embarrassed Jiang Wan felt, the more upset the couple felt.

"It's our fault that we asked too late. We didn't know the magazine would require so much investment."

"If you have any problems in the future, let's communicate in time and don't keep them in your heart."

"We don't have the 30,000 yuan you mentioned, but we can still get it together."

"Just wait a few more days, and we'll give it to you when we have enough."

Shen Changping gave a definite answer and was already thinking about how to make money.

"It's really not enough. Your mother-in-law and I have a lot of gold and silver jewelry, and there are a lot of gold bars in my safe. If you want to start a business, you can use them."

Yun Zhilan looked at Jiang Wan with a loving face. Today her son called her mom, so even if Jiang Wan asked for the stars in the sky, she would pick them for him.

After talking with his parents-in-law, the pressure on Jiang Wan's shoulders was instantly relieved.

What she didn’t know now was that her parents-in-law suddenly offered to lend her money. Was it Cheng Jinnian who told them, or did they want to give it on their own initiative?

No matter what the reason was, Jiang Wan was deeply touched.

After a tiring day, Jiang Wan lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning she got up early and had breakfast with her son.

After breakfast, Cheng Zewu couldn't sit still anymore.

He kept walking around Jiang Wan with his schoolbag on his back.

This little guy was obviously worried, but he just didn't say a word.

He looked a little anxious, afraid that his mother couldn't handle the situation.

His mind was in a mess and he was worried that it would affect his mother's work.

Jiang Wan was ready to go out when Cheng Zewu suddenly stopped her.

"Mom, you're so busy at work, why don't you just not go."

"It's the same if I let my grandparents go with me. I won't delay your work."

Cheng Zewu lowered his head and tangled his two little hands together.

Jiang Wan saw his two little hands stirring constantly, and his eyebrows were wrinkled with nervousness.

Obviously, he cares terribly about it, but he has to pretend that nothing has happened.

"Let's go. Mom said she would go with you, so she will go with you. Are you saying these words because you don't believe in Mom?"

As Jiang Wan spoke, he put his arm around Cheng Zewu's shoulders and walked out with him.

On the way to school, Cheng Zewu kept his head down, looking very worried.

When she arrived at the school gate, the guard stopped Jiang Wan and asked her to register before she could enter.

"Son, go to the classroom and wait. Mom will come after I finish registering and use the restroom."

"it is good."

Cheng Zewu looked at her with some concern, but still agreed readily.

Cheng Zewu walked away with his schoolbag on his back. Jiang Wan quickly registered and went to the nearest toilet.

I ate too much last night and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable this morning.

Jiang had a bowel movement that night and immediately rushed to her son's classroom.

She had asked her son for his class number before, but now she just looked at the sign to find it.

Cheng Zewu entered the classroom, and just as he put down his schoolbag, his deskmate came over.

His deskmate came with his mother. It seemed that they had been there for a while and were waiting for him to come.

As soon as Cheng Zewu sat down, his desk mate pointed at him and said.

"Mom, I didn't lose the ten dollars. He stole my money!"

My deskmate's voice was childish, but firm.

When Cheng Zewu heard his deskmate's voice, he suddenly raised his head.

Now he feels uncomfortable whenever he hears the word "steal".

When he looked over, he saw a middle-aged woman in her forties running towards him with a fierce look.

"You're the one who stole my son's money, you little bastard?"

"How can you be so dirty at such a young age? If you don't return the money today, do you believe I will break your hands?"

The aunt ran very fast and came to his side in a flash.

Before Cheng Zewu could react, the aunt grabbed his arm and dragged him hard.

The skinny Cheng Zewu was dragged up by her before he could react.

"Let me go. I have never stolen your son's money. Please don't talk nonsense without evidence!"

Cheng Zewu was confused, but he still pretended to be calm.

As he spoke, he secretly glanced towards the classroom door.

He felt a little disappointed when he didn't see his mother.

Cheng Zewu is very scared now, but he tells himself not to be afraid.

"You and my son were deskmates. If my son lost his money, who stole it if it wasn't you?"

"And your 10-yuan note was folded into a heart shape. This is what I taught my son to do last night!"

"You've been caught red-handed, and you still dare not admit it!"

The aunt looked very angry. She grabbed Cheng Zewu's arm and forced him to stand up.

"My grandfather taught me how to fold this heart-shaped pattern. This pattern is very common and it doesn't mean anything."

"My mom said my family is rich, and my grandparents give me pocket money every day, so I don't need to steal money from anyone!"

"Please let go of my hand now, or I'll make you suffer when my mother comes!"

The auntie was so strong that Cheng Zewu almost cried out in pain, but the words he said were not submissive at all.

Cheng Zewu bravely said what his grandparents and mother had said to him.

Although these words may not work, he still has to say them.

Just because this auntie doesn’t listen doesn’t mean that other students won’t listen either.

Even if he was forced, he hoped that his classmates could understand him.

"Haha, if your family is really that rich, you wouldn't always wear a few old clothes."

"If your mother really didn't feel guilty, she would have sent you here by now."

"The reason why she didn't come is because she knew it was you who stole the money and was too embarrassed to come."

"I heard that your grades are very poor. Trash like you should stay at home. People with poor grades also have poor character. Don't come out and embarrass yourself!"

"I don't know which shameless little bitch gave birth to such a useless son like you."

"If my son was as useless as you, I would have bought a piece of tofu and killed myself with it!"

The auntie spoke very arrogantly and filthy, saying all kinds of unpleasant things.

Cheng Zewu is a good-tempered child and he will not resist no matter what others say to him.

But he doesn't allow anyone to say anything about his mother, because it was the mother who risked her life to save him from the fire pit!

Without his mother, he wouldn't be who he is today!

He will fight anyone who talks about his mother!

"Don't you dare talk about my mom? If you do that, I'll fight you!"

Cheng Zewu, who had just had his arm pulled without resisting, suddenly fought back.

He struggled with all his might to break free from the aunt's grip, then pushed forward with all his strength.

He pried the aunt's fingers apart and she took two steps back in surprise.

Her lower back hit the corner of the table behind her, and she grimaced in pain before she stopped.