Chapter 9 — The Kindergarten Class Asked Me to Pay 200,000 Yuan in Tuition Fees, But I Couldn't Have a Son

My ears rang. Chu Niem Niem. It turns out even my daughter's name. Doesn't belong to me either. Chu Du Xuyen rushed forward and grabbed Tham Man's arm.

“Shut up!”

Tham Man strongly pushed his hand away.

“Shut up?”

“My mother said Co Nam Kieu was easy to deal with.”

“Tell me to wait three years.”

“Now three years have passed, and you guys are still forcing me to hold back!”

The mother-in-law's face turned gray.

“You are truly unscrupulous!”

“Who gave you money all these years?”

“Who takes care of Tinh Tinh's tuition?”

Tham Man shouted:

“The money was given to me by Chu Du Xuyen!”

“Not you!”

Outside in the hallway. Many teachers and parents stopped by. Everyone's face changed. Seeing more and more people gathered around to watch. Chu Du Xuyen finally really panicked.

“Nam Kieu.”

“Let's go home and talk.”

I looked at him.

"No need."

I raised my phone.

“The last part.”

“I recorded it all.”

He immediately reached out to rob it. Lam Nhien is faster. One hand pushed his arm away.

“Please pay attention to your behavior.”

Chu Du Xuyen's hand stopped in midair. The mask of politeness that he has painstakingly maintained for many years. Completely broken. The next morning, Khai Minh Tinh Center sent me the official handling document. Zhou Xingchen's family records were frozen. All previous admission documents will be canceled. Content related to falsification of parent's identity, illegal use of housing information and signing on behalf of activities will be transferred to the affiliated kindergarten and the competent management agency for further verification. I printed that text out. Put one copy in your file bag. One copy was given to Lam Nhien. One copy was sent directly to Zhou Yuchuan's company. The company's legal department responded faster than I expected. Three o'clock in the afternoon. Chu Du Xuyen called me. I don't answer the phone. He texted.

“Why are you sending documents to the company?”

“This is a private family matter!”

I replied:

“I used the couple's joint account to transfer 100,000 yuan to the early education center.”

“Notes are company deposits.”

“Now whether the company's finance department should know about it or not, explain yourself.”

After that message. He didn't answer anymore. Mother-in-law came knocking on the door. I'm not open. She stood outside crying.

“Nam Kieu, mom was wrong.”

"Open the front door. Niem Niem is still in the house, don't scare her."

I looked into the living room. Niem Niem is wearing headphones watching cartoons. The child didn't hear anything. I opened the door a crack with the chain. Do not open completely. Mother-in-law stood outside the door. Hair is messy. In his hand he carried a bag of strawberries. Before, every time I did it I was unhappy. She always buys strawberries. Chu Du Xuyen once said:

"My mother is just being stubborn. She bought the strawberry to apologize to you."

But strawberries are not an apology. Strawberries are just the price they think I deserve. Mother-in-law tried to stuff strawberry bag through door crack.

"Nien Niem likes to eat very much. Mom especially bought it for me."

I don't accept.

“You remember wrong.”

She was stunned.

“Nien Niem is allergic to strawberries.”

The mother-in-law's face stiffened. Five and a half years. She welcomed Niem Niem countless times. Yet she doesn't even remember that she's allergic to strawberries. She remembers that every Wednesday, Chu Tinh Than has to take a sensory-kinesthetic class. Remember Tham Man likes to drink low-sugar oatmeal latte. Miss that an address is only entitled to one-time admission priority at Khai Minh International Primary School. But I don't remember that my niece can't eat strawberries. I pushed the strawberry bag back.

“Bring it to Tinh Tinh.”

Tears fell from her eyes.

“No matter what, Tinh Tinh is Niem Niem's younger brother.”

“Who recognizes it?”

“Blood relationship is true!”

“Then go find Chu Du Xuyen.”

I said calmly.

“Nien Niem has no obligation to give up a study spot to anyone.”

Mother-in-law is impatient.

“Why are you so cruel?”

“Tinh Tinh is still young, what is his crime?”

I looked at her.

“Nien Niem is still young.”

She choked. Right before I close the door. Mother-in-law suddenly shouted:

“If you divorce, Niem Niem will later become a child in a single-parent family!”

“Think carefully!”

I stopped. Turn your head to look at her.

“Isn't she a little girl now?”

Mother-in-law stood dumbfounded outside the door. The door closed. The strawberry bag fell to the ground. A few red berries rolled out. I didn't bend down to pick it up.