Su Lie looked at Xiaojiu who was hiding behind him with pain and said in a deep voice to the couple in the corridor: "Now I have reason to suspect that you and your wife have occupied Xiaojiu's house. What else do you have to say?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" the woman's face changed and she screamed sharply: "What's the matter here again?"

"My friend, you may not know some things. Talking randomly will cause a very bad impact on us in the building!" The man seemed to be pulling the woman and continued, "If you really come to see Xiaojiu, then go home."

"Okay, go home!" Su Lie picked up the fruit milk, pulled Xiaojiu and walked up the stairs.

The woman rudely shook off the man's hand pulling her clothes, rolled her eyes, and then hummed and walked towards a room with the door open.

Just as Tang Tangtang said, this kind of old building is a corridor on one floor, with every household next to each other, separated by a wall but not separated by a sound. Perhaps one of them gave birth to a baby at what time last night, and the detailed details of each building will be well-known to everyone the next day.

The woman had already entered the house by herself, and the man was waiting outside the door, squeezing out some embarrassing politeness.

Xia Zhengyang walked into the room with Xiaojiu's hand.

The lighting in the room is not good and very dark. Even though the Xinheihei system gives a daytime system, standing in the narrow living room, it is still impossible to see clearly what time the clock hanging on the wall is pointing.

"Sit." The man led Su Lie to the sofa in the living room and looked back at the woman: "Make a cup of tea."

The woman snorted, remained indifferent, leaned against the wall with her arms, staring at Su Lie with an unkind look, as if she was ready to fight a battle.

"No need." Su Lie felt that he was trying hard to resist this family. Even if he had a sip of water, he would make him disgusted. He pulled Xiaojiu to sit on the sofa and said directly: "Who is this house now?"

The woman leaned against the wall and said sarcastically: "The wild child is so young, and his father is dead again. Even if we want to hang the house in his name, can we do it?"

"So, the house is in your name now, right?" Su Lie was not surprised. After all, it would be really surprising if the couple didn't do such a thing. "When Xiaojiu's father was dying, he would entrust Xiaojiu to you, and the house was also entrusted to you to sell it to pay for Xiaojiu's future schooling. Since you have lived here and the house is under your name, do you have to solve Xiaojiu's schooling problem with your conscience?"

"Touching the conscience?" The woman's voice was always so sharp: "Are we not conscience enough to raise him?"

"Is this considered raising?" Su Lie pulled Xiaojiu in front of him, "You two open your eyes and take a good look! Are you worthy of his father!"

"Little brother, are you saying this too much?" The man glanced at Su Lie: "My elder brother has been away for two years, and we have also raised Xiaojiu for two years. We may not take good care of it, but you have also seen what conditions are in my family."

"Mom! I'm back!" The house door was not closed, and a chubby boy walked in and threw his schoolbag towards the sofa.

Su Lie could clearly feel that when the schoolbag was thrown, he didn't care whether it would hit him and Xiaojiu, and Xiaojiu was instinctively afraid to tighten his body.

After swaying his schoolbag, the chubby boy walked straight to the refrigerator, opened it and took out an ice cream, then licked and looked at Su Lie.

The boy's temperament was obviously following his mother, another emperor in the family.

The boy stared at Su Lie for a long time, as if he was bored, so he turned his head to look at the woman, "Mom, today the classmate in the class called me a country bumpkin again."

"Will you not beating back?" The woman was already in a state of fire when she was exposed by Su Lie. When she heard this, she seemed to touch her little tail. She cursed and grabbed the fat boy's ear: "Like your father is not promising!"

Su Lie also discovered that the man who should be the head of the family was indifferent to this scene, as if such a scene could happen every day, and he had already seen it too much.

"You are from the countryside." Su Lie took a deep breath, and the anger pressed on his heart began to stir up again. The truth about why Xiaojiu had no choice but to go to school was about to surface. "This house cannot bring your son's household registration into the city, so if you want your son to go to school in the city, you can only get Xiaojiu's school place. That's it!"

"The wild child is not at school age! My son can't wait! I'll let my son go first!" The woman grabbed the fat boy's ear and roared at Su Lie: "What kind of thing are you! You have to take care of other people's family affairs!"

"I will find a way to solve Xiaojiu's school problem." The man rubbed his hands, "I found out that there was a school for migrant workers who specialize in accepting children like Xiaojiu who did not have a school place."

"Don't you have to spend money to go to school? Is money falling from heaven?" The woman let go of the fat boy's ears, came to the man angrily, and yelled with her hips: "It's hard to speak to a brain! Do you need to tell an outsider of unknown origin?"

Su Lie could feel that although the family was not in good condition, their lives were still acceptable. They were definitely not as good as women who would have to divorce when they were withdrawn. Perhaps in the woman's heart, any penny spent on Xiaojiu was redundant and irresponsible.

"There is still a little different from the faculty of migrant workers' children's schools." Su Lie hopes that the man in front of him still has a little conscience. "Your son replaces Xiaojiu's school quota, why can you only consider migrant workers' children's schools when you arrive at Xiaojiu?"

"I really have no other way." The man grabbed his hair and buried his head in annoyed manner. "I am Xiaojiu's uncle, and Xiaojiu's custody belongs to me, but in the household registration, Xiaojiu has an uncle and nephew, so Xiaojiu has no way to go to a public school!"

"It's great. You guys are so at ease that you can take Xiaojiu's school place." Su Lie sneered: "So I deserve Xiaojiu to run around outside every day like a free-range child?"

"Xiaojiu, go back to the room first. I have something to tell your uncle." Su Lie looked at Xiaojiu dodging and avoiding the fat boy, and flashed into a utility room that could be seen through at a glance.

"Xiao Jiu is not here now, and I need you to give me an answer for some things." Su Lie looked at the man with a blank expression, "I don't think Xiao Jiu looks like a dying person. Although his body is very weak, why does Xiao Jiu say he is about to die?"

"I..." The man opened his mouth and stopped.

"Okay, you can't say it, I'll tell you." Su Lie was extremely angry, and his expression on his face had long been numb. "After Xiaojiu's father passed away, you can't wait to take over the custody of Xiaojiu in order to legitimately take over the house. When the name on the house book is changed to you, you will naturally let your biological son go to school. You are shameless in front of Xiaojiu, but in this old building, you still need some decent things. Just say that Xiaojiu is dying and has no way to go to school, so the quota for school will naturally belong to your son, and there will be no verbalism."
Chapter completed!