After Mastering Fate, I Reshaped Life With My Son

The principal and Teacher Wu left in a hurry after staying at Song Yao’s house for the night. Before they left, they gave Song Yao the tips for this month’s exam.

The moment they sent the principal out of the town, many neighbors gathered around to watch the commotion.

“That girl from the Song family is too promising! Not only is she good at doing business, but she’s also so good at studying. If my child was half as capable as her, she wouldn’t have been unable to find a job!”

“But why did I hear that she was divorced once before? Didn’t she bring a child who was less than a year old? It’s not easy!”

“So what if she’s divorced? Are you prejudiced against divorced women? Song Yao can live such a good life even though she’s divorced. It’s obvious that that man doesn’t have good taste, right?”

Wang Hong placed her hands on her hips and said to those people.

The corners of the auntie’s mouth twitched. “Old Liu’s wife, don’t you usually look down on Song Yao the most? Why are you speaking up for her today?”

“How can that be the same?” Wang Hong glared at the auntie angrily. “Song Yao is a prospective university student! You guys are still shouting all day about whether she’s divorced or not? You weren’t like this when we were in secondary school. Why are you getting more and more confused as you get older?”

After Wang Hong finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and entered the courtyard. The auntie had a helpless expression and continued to chat with the neighbor. “Do you think Old Liu’s wife took gunpowder today? I’m not Old Liu! Why is she scolding me?”

After sending off the principal and Teacher Wu, Song Yao returned home and set up the stall. She saw Song Xiao enter the courtyard with a pile of old books.

“Sister, Mom just went home and dug out all your old high school books. Pick and see if there’s anything useful?”

Song Yao picked it up and took a look. The key points she had memorized in the past were densely written on it.

She casually took out a few books. “That’s all. Let Mom find time to sell the rest to the junk collector.”

Song Xiao stared at the books in Song Yao’s hand. “What about the rest of the courses? I heard that the three-year courses in high school are very difficult.

Can you find anything else that you can use?”

Song Yao flipped through it for a long time. “I’ll go to Xinhua Bookstore and ask for the rest. I can’t possibly not be able to buy such teaching materials, right?”

“That’s not necessarily true!” A crisp female voice came from outside the door.

When he looked up again, Wang Hong was standing outside the door with a few textbooks in her hand.

“You can’t go to university just because you want to. When it comes to the college entrance examination, it’s a competition of strength!” After saying that, she placed the teaching materials on the desk. “This is what my son left behind. You can make do with it and try to get a good result. You can fight for something with our alley!”

Song Yao stared at the brand new textbook on the desk. Before she could say thank you, Wang Hong left the courtyard.

Song Xiao leaned forward and flipped through the textbooks sent by Wang

Hong. “Aren’t these all new? You don’t want them just like that?”

Song Yao smiled and took the book. “Are you stupid? She said that on purpose!”

“Why?” Song Xiao frowned. “She’s so mean and stingy. Why would she be so kind as to send you teaching materials?”

Song Yao wrote her name on the textbook. “Forget it. I’ll send some to her when I stew the chicken tonight.”

“Alright!” Song Xiao replied and continued to work in the kitchen.

Song Yao stared at the teaching materials in her hand and smiled. In fact, it was all thanks to He Ren’s help that she could successfully enter No.l Middle School.

Speaking of He Ren, she hadn’t seen him for a while. Other than meeting Boss He when she collected the chestnuts some time ago, she hadn’t said a word.

Song Yao didn’t like to owe people favors. He Ren had helped her so much, so she had to give him some gifts to express her gratitude.

However, He Ren was a big boss who ran a food factory. He didn’t seem to lack anything. Song Yao racked her brains and could only think of treating him to a meal!

A few days later, Song Yao brought He Ren into a hotpot restaurant that was not cheap.

She pushed the menu in front of He Ren. “Boss He, do you see anything you like to eat? Order anything!”

He Ren smiled helplessly. “Miss Song, you don’t have to thank me like this. I just wrote a letter and decided to take you in. That’s the school’s business.”

Song Yao poured a glass of baijiu—the strong distilled spirit unavoidable at Chinese social functions—and said, “But if it weren’t for your letter, I wouldn’t have had the chance to take this exam, so I still have to thank you!”