Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

"Ha ha……"

The sound of discussion and ridicule is endless.

An Zhengwei's chest and abdomen kept rising and falling with anger, and he could no longer bear these criticisms, and finally dragged the crying An Zhenghua away.

"What to watch, if you want to watch the fun, go home and watch, get out of the way!"

An Zhengwei, who has always been known as the bully in the class, yelled loudly, and the onlookers gave way one after another, but the discussion did not stop.He couldn't bear to have his family's affairs pointed out in public, and he would dare to bully the weaker classmates in the class, so how could he dare to bully in front of the whole school.

"What the hell, I made a joke and wanted to take it out on others."

"It's not because there is a fool in the family, where do you think your mood can go?"

The objective discussion of some knowledge does not contain any discriminatory elements, but it is extremely harsh to An Zhengwei's ears.

"Shut up for me!"

An Zhengwei, who had been suppressed for several days, suddenly broke out, and his voice really worked. The onlookers immediately quieted down, but An Zhenghua kept crying.

"Shut up for me too."

An Zhengwei just felt like his head was going to explode. Why is An Zhenghua becoming more and more annoying? If it wasn't because of him, would he be a joke?

"Brother, you still scold me if you don't help me. You were not like this before. It's good that grandma is here, she will definitely beat the little bastard to death for me."

An Zhenghua touched his tears with one hand, and cried while sobbing, full of grievances, but what he said made everyone present sigh.

"It turns out that with the support of my grandma, I dared to be so arrogant at school, and I couldn't go too far when I went home. It's really miserable."

"I didn't expect such relatives to exist."

"Sister, they seem to be watching us."

If An Xiaolan hadn't warned him, An Zheng would have stepped forward to argue with them early in the morning.

"Let's go, it's time for class."

"Good sister."

From the beginning to the end, the three An Xiaolan siblings remained silent, as if they were also a crowd watching a theater. Even so, others already understood what happened to them.

"What an honest man, he dare not say anything even after being scolded like this."

The public opinion was one-sided, looking at the An Zhengwei brothers with disgust.

"This classmate, which class are you in? Is this how the teacher taught you to treat your classmates?"

A female teacher came out and asked An Zhengwei earnestly.

"Tell me which class you are in, and come to the teaching office after class. Students, let's go."

The female teacher glanced dissatisfiedly at Brother An Zhengwei, shook her head in disappointment, and walked towards the teacher's building after speaking.

'Snapped! '

As soon as An Zhengwei heard that he could go to the teaching office, he became even more angry. He raised his hand and slapped An Zhenghua directly on the face. Even An Zhengwei was stunned.

He was so angry that he attacked An Zhenghua without even thinking about it.

"Huazi, I..."

"Brother? You, you hit me? You still hit me! Wow... I hate you, I hate you, you are not my brother, you are a bad guy..."

An Zhenghua covered his sore cheek with his hands, and ran out of the school crying all the way, heading towards home.

"Huazi, Huazi..."

An Zhengwei panicked, this is bad, if grandpa finds out, will he dislike him even more?

If Mr. An knew that his actions would have brought about a huge change in the relationship between the two grandsons, he would probably be gutted.

An Zhengwei chased after him, trying to stabilize An Zhenghua.

With the departure of the key person, the students also dispersed.

After sending An Zhengming back to class, An Xiaofeng asked An Xiaolan, "Sister, why did you laugh when you were scolded just now?"

An Xiaofeng was very angry. Brothers An Zhengwei used to bully her in Liu's family, but without An Xiaoyan, they were still so over the top, they even bullied them to school.

"I just don't think it's necessary to argue with them. Do you think they got any benefits in the end?"

After a lifetime of ups and downs, An Xiaolan's mind has matured a lot, and she doesn't care about this kind of scolding between children at all.

"It seems like, in the end they quarreled by themselves, and the students all stood by our side."

"Then it's over. There are some things that you don't need to say on your own. You should first judge whether the words spoken by others are beneficial to you, and then predict... Forget it, you may not understand what my sister said. Anyway, this time they It's self-inflicted, and the result is none of our business."

An Xiaolan suddenly ran out of words, and she couldn't explain clearly for a while, so she was afraid that An Xiaofeng would be involved.

"Oh, I seem to understand. This is called self-inflicted suffering. The idiom I learned yesterday seems to refer to such a situation."

An Xiaofeng said comprehendingly that this explanation was impeccable.

"Oh, Xiaofeng is very smart, and she can use it flexibly."

"Hee hee, that's what my sister taught me."

An Xiaolan laughed.

"Sister, I'm here, sister goodbye."

Walking to the door of An Xiaofeng's class, she waved goodbye to An Xiaolan.

"Well, we still eat at the same place after school."

"Understood sister." An Xiaofeng walked into the classroom happily carrying the cloth bag An Xiaofeng sewed.

When An Xiaolan was about to leave, someone behind her suddenly stopped her.

"Xiaolan, what a coincidence."

"It's you? Well, what a coincidence."

Lin Xue ran forward and walked side by side with An Xiaolan.

"You know that, I sold all the junk yesterday."

She lowered her voice and whispered, for fear of being overheard by others.

"Listen to him, you can do it by yourself."

Seeing her happy look, An Xiaolan also thought of the first sum of money she made when she picked up junk and sold it. She was excited for several days at that time, and feared that Mrs. Liu would find the money, she hid it for several days.

"Yes, don't worry. To tell you the truth, I would rather run by myself than go with him. The boss looks scared when he looks at it. I don't know how you can stand it."

Lin Xue felt guilty when she thought of Yang Jing's cold appearance, if possible, she would like to be more comfortable with An Xiaolan.

"Uh, just get used to it." She has done her best on this matter, so she can't force the two to love each other.

"You still have a good heart. By the way, this is for you. You have helped me so much in the past few days. Let me thank you."

Lin Xue took out two yuan from her pocket and handed it to An Xiaolan. Yesterday, the bag of rags was sold for more than four yuan. These two yuan were already a lot of wealth for her, but for An Xiaolan Xiaolan was even more grateful. If it wasn't for her help, she wouldn't care about a penny.

She knew how to repay her kindness, so she took out two yuan without hesitation.