Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng, also a high school sophomore, impressed Wang Guowei with his words and actions.

It's hard to believe that this kid is actually my niece's classmate.

Several times, Attorney Wang almost mistook Tang Yisheng for his own age.

He was simply too mature in his speech and actions.

Is the impact of a broken family of origin on a child really that significant?

That's so convenient!

Just now.

Attorney Wang sat in the corner watching Tang Yisheng straddling the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and engaging in insincere conversation with the old lady sitting cross-legged. The sense of déjà vu he felt far surpassed that of "other people's children."

In a daze, putting myself in that shoes, perhaps this is all I can do.

It was his cousin who truly embodied the naiveté and foolishness of a high school sophomore.

Wang Guowei watched the heartwarming scene on the kang (a heated brick bed).

The old lady is also clueless.

Then I thought about it again.

Tang Luyuan went abroad, and the old lady is already this old; she must have to plan for her retirement.

Whoever's child you can rely on, you'll definitely have to show them you're better at that child's care...

Human nature.

However, it was somewhat cruel to Tang Yisheng.

Attorney Wang felt a brief moment of reluctance, but quickly regained her composure.

The saying goes that every pitiful person has something hateful about them, and every hateful person has nothing to be pitied.

He's just a lawyer; he just needs to do his job.

Wang Guowei listened to Tang Yisheng chatting with his uncle and grandmother with a maturity beyond his years.

He was secretly praising his uncle's family.

They were bullied so openly that it was obvious to everyone.

The matter we need to handle is still uncertain.

Why is that?

Just because his uncle made small talk and praised the city people for their convenient food and lodging?

But why?

Wang Guowei didn't understand, but felt that something was amiss since the incident was so sudden.

He sat upright as before, observing or rather scrutinizing Tang Yisheng with leisurely composure.

My niece's classmate.

My second sister-in-law called this morning to tell me to take good care of her.

Take a look if you want.

When it comes to judging people, I'm one of the most professional in the family.

"Uncle, your yard looks really spacious now."

"Nothing is as comfortable as living in an apartment building."

Uncle Tang Luquan looked slightly embarrassed and gave a forced laugh.

After all, the reason his own yard was so spacious was because his second son's house had collapsed.

"The apartment buildings in the city aren't all that great. The only advantages are that you don't have to go outside to use the toilet, you have natural gas for cooking, and there's central heating in the winter. But really, they're not that great. They're not as good as the courtyard houses in our village, which are spacious and bright..."

"No matter what, it's more comfortable to live in an apartment building. You haven't experienced it, young man. In winter, the house freezes solid. You can sleep in a room with ice inside."

The old lady chimed in at the right moment.

Regardless of right or wrong, she would side with whatever her eldest son said, without hesitation.

"Oh, Grandma, why don't you come to the city with me this winter? There's heating, and you can even help me cook."

Tang Yisheng abruptly changed the subject, clapping his hands as if it were a sudden inspiration rather than a pre-planned move.

"How could an old woman like me enjoy all that..."

The old lady really wanted to move to an apartment building with heating, but she dared not leave her eldest son's side.

The second grandson, being from a different generation, ran away after only a year or two of schooling, just like his father who wasn't close to him.

If I really agree to go, will my eldest son's family still let me come back after my second grandson leaves?

"Hey, by the way, Yisheng, are you going to No. 3 Middle School, or are you planning to go to No. 1 Middle School?"

The uncle quickly interjected.

But his eyes flickered, clearly indicating that he had other thoughts.

"I might have to go to No. 3 Middle School."

Tang Yisheng feigned helplessness and said, "I have to repeat a grade at No. 1 High School, and I don't want to go through the second year of high school again."

"Third Middle School is fine too, the textbooks are all the same anyway. A few days ago someone called and said your dad wants you to register your household registration with me first..."

At this point, Attorney Wang needs to provide an explanation.

"Mr. Tang, I was the one who made the call the day before yesterday."

Attorney Wang, who had been hiding in the corner pretending to be invisible, finally spoke.

Tang Yisheng then realized that his return to study at No. 3 Middle School was not as smooth as he had imagined.

Before enrolling in the school, you need to transfer your household registration from the provincial capital back to the city, since transferring schools is not the same as enrolling temporarily.

Although Tang Luyuan and Yang Jinjuan have both signed the transfer agreement and completed all the formalities, the transfer of ownership will still take some time to process.

There shouldn't be any problem with transferring your household registration before the start of the school year, but the college entrance exam class isn't a matter of enrolling on September 1st; you need to apply in advance.

There's definitely not enough time.

Yang Jinjuan proposed a solution, and Attorney Wang made a long-distance call to Tang Luyuan to finalize it. Ultimately, they decided to communicate with the family and have Tang Yisheng's household registration moved back to Tangjia Village in Chengguan Town and registered at his uncle Tang Luquan's house.

We'll move it back after the transfer of ownership at Xingfu Jiayuan residential complex is completed.

This was all so as not to delay Tang Yisheng's transfer to another school.

It's important to know that Tang Luyuan is on the other side of the world, making it impossible for him to take care of Tang Yisheng's studies and life.

Yang Jinjuan had also had enough of this burden. Since she could get rid of him sooner, why drag it out for another year?

"Yisheng, if you like big courtyards, why don't you just stay here with your uncle?"

Tang Luquan finally began.

Tang Yisheng roused himself and prepared to give a great performance.

"Here?"

Tang Yisheng looked around, a mixture of surprise and hesitation in his eyes.

It's good that they didn't directly refuse.

Tang Luquan exchanged a glance with the old lady, his smile deepening: "It only takes five or six minutes to walk from here to No. 3 Middle School. If you live in the city, it would take at least half an hour to cycle there, and it would be inconvenient if it was windy or rainy."

"How about... we forget it, Uncle? I want to live alone in my mom's place in the provincial capital. I live alone in the little courtyard that my dad bought first. I've decorated it the way I want, and it's more comfortable there."

"You can tidy up here however you like. What, are you afraid your uncle will blame you? You're my own nephew!"

That's not what I meant.

Tang Yisheng quickly waved his hand: "Uncle, you're right. This place is indeed closer to No. 3 Middle School. How about this, my house in front collapsed, so I can rebuild it. What do you think?"

"That won't do!"

Before my uncle could say anything, my cousin got upset.

"Why not? Can't I build something on my own house?"

Tang Yisheng wasn't so polite when speaking to his peers: "Brother Yilang, you're going to No. 2 High School to repeat your senior year and live on campus next semester, right? Even if the house is built, I can't move in right away; I'll have to go back to the county town to live."

Tang Yilang's face flushed red. She glared at Tang Yisheng fiercely, then turned her head to look at the end of the kang (a heated brick bed).

There was nothing there, but thankfully, my cousin's mocking face wasn't there.

Young people are the most sensitive.

Tang Yilang had always lived in his second uncle's house, and now his cousin was trying to kick them out. No wonder he was in a bad mood.

"Oh, so you've been living in your dad's little courtyard in the provincial capital all this time? After you finish high school, are you planning to go back to the provincial capital, or stay here?"

The uncle remained noncommittal about the two brothers' bickering and continued to press them for answers.

"Of course I'll go back."

Tang Yisheng said without any attempt to hide his feelings, "Uncle, after I leave, you can continue to rent the house in Xingfu Jiayuan. It's just sitting there anyway, so I'll only use it for this year. You can pay the rent as you see fit after that."

"Yisheng, your uncle has a perfect idea that satisfies both sides. What do you think?"