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Chapter Eighty-Three

 As Zhang Jun and Zou Xiaodong went home for the New Year, Wu Hao's life became monotonous. Because the company was on holiday, all departments were sealed and handed over to Wei Bing and the others for management.

As for Wu Hao, he couldn't go to the laboratory so he stayed at home all day, tinkering with things that interested him.

With the arrival of the thirties, the whole city has become more and more festive, and people have gone out with their whole families to buy New Year's goods for their families.

Wu Hao was alone, so he didn't have much to buy for the New Year. But since it was the Chinese New Year, he took Li Wenming to the supermarket to do some shopping.

But for him who is not very good at cooking, most of the food he buys is instant food. Things like quick-frozen dumplings, instant noodles, braised pork, and bread. At most, he just buys some vegetables such as lettuce and cherry tomatoes.

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"Hello?"

The phone rang for a while, and although he hesitated, he still answered the call.

"Hey, Xiaohao, have you eaten?" A familiar female voice came from the phone.

Wu Hao glanced at the instant noodle box on the coffee table that he had just finished eating but had not yet thrown away. He nodded and said, "I just ate. Have you eaten?"

"We ate, how are you doing there? Why don't you come back? Your father and sister miss you very much." The woman's voice came from the phone again.

This woman's name was Zhang Xiaoman, and she was his stepmother. After his mother left, his father, who couldn't bear the loneliness, found this stepmother for him not long after.

After Zhang Xiaoman married his father, he soon gave birth to a sister, a sister who was eight years younger than herself.

At that time, Wu Hao hated this woman very much. He always believed that this woman killed his mother, took away his father, and destroyed his family.

So after Zhang Xiaoman came into the house, he never called her "Mom". Even though he was coerced and lured by his father countless times during this period, he never let go.

However, as time passed, Wu Hao gradually grew up. He also understood that his mother's death had nothing to do with her, but he still could not accept that she had replaced his mother's position.

Over the years, this woman has generally treated him well, so the relationship between the two has eased a lot, but he has never changed his tune.

"I'm fine here, you don't have to worry. I'm quite busy, so I won't go back this year." Wu Hao tried his best to pretend to be happy.

"You child, now that you have grown up, you can't even go back home." Zhang Xiaoman complained a little.

Wu Hao quickly explained: "No, don't think too much. I'm just busy at work here, so I didn't go home. Don't worry, I will definitely go home to see you and my dad when I'm free."
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"By the way, how was Wu Tong's exam this year?" Wu Hao quickly changed the topic.

Seeing Wu Hao avoiding this aspect, Zhang Xiaoman could only sigh and said: "That damn girl knows how to play games all the time now, and her grades have declined. Last semester, she was among the top five in age, and this year she dropped to twenty-fifth.

I’m so famous, I’m so angry.”

"I have not regressed. My scores this semester are five points higher than last semester. Let me tell my brother. Let me tell my brother."

Suddenly there was a chirping sound on the phone, and Wu Hao couldn't help but smile.

Wu Tong, his half-sister. Although she was born to Zhang Xiaoman, she has been pestering Wu Hao since she was a child. Therefore, she has a particularly good relationship with him.

"Brother, brother, why don't you come back to celebrate the New Year this year?" Wu Tong's complaining voice came from the phone.

"Hey, Xiaotong, don't I have something to do this year?" Wu Hao said with a smile.

Wu Tong said a little unhappy: "If you don't come back, no one will accompany me to set off firecrackers."

"How old are you, and you are still playing like this?" Wu Hao joked with a smile.

"No, there are many people who are much older than me who play." Wu Tong said resentfully.

Wu Hao chuckled and said: "Okay, wait until next year, I will have fun with you. Why, I heard your mother said that you are obsessed with games now and your academic performance has declined."

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I'm five points higher than the final exam last semester. Brother, you don't know, the questions in the final this time are particularly biased. Many students in our grade failed this exam. On the contrary, those who usually studied well failed the exam.

I am an average student, but I don’t know why my score suddenly got so high." Wu Tong tried to explain to him on the phone.

Wu Hao smiled and said: "In that case, it has nothing to do with you playing games."

"Of course it doesn't matter. I just play two games with my classmates every night. All the classmates in our class play." Wu Tong said with a positive tone.

"That's fine, just don't affect the school." Wu Hao warned.

"I know, you are as verbose as mom. I won't tell you anymore, will you tell dad?" Wu Tong said impatiently.

Wu Hao hesitated for a moment and then responded: "Give him the phone."

"Oh, bye brother, happy New Year!"

After speaking, Wu Tong's call came from the phone: "Dad, my brother's phone number!"

After a while, a deep voice came from the phone: "Hello."

"Hey, Dad." Wu Hao hesitated for a moment, but still shouted.

"Well, how about over there?" came the voice of his father Wu Jianhua on the phone.

Wu Hao replied: "It's okay."

"You should take good care of yourself when you are alone outside, you know."

"Yeah, I know." Wu Hao responded.

Wu Jianhua was silent for a while and asked: "Is your work going well recently?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little busy." Wu Hao nodded.

"This is the time when young people are working hard. It's better to be busy. But you also have to pay attention to your health, you know? Don't forget everything as soon as you get busy."

Wu Jianhua paused for a while and then said: "A few days ago, your mother replaced the bedding on your bed with new ones, thinking that you would come back. Now that she knows you can't come back, she is hiding and wiping tears again."

"After I finish working here, I will go home and see you." At this point, Wu Hao's eyes suddenly became moist. However, he still resisted and replied: "You should pay more attention to your health and don't be tired."
"You still refuse to call her mom?" Wu Jianhua's reproachful voice came from the phone.

"I, I can't scream." Wu Hao stuttered.

The phone was quiet for a long time, and finally there was a long sigh: "Forget it, I won't talk about this for the Chinese New Year. You should pay attention to your health. That's it, hang up."

Hearing the blind tone on the phone, Wu Hao showed a bitter smile.

After so many years, it is not easy to change his mind. Although Zhang Xiaoman treats him very well and is basically no different from his own son, Wu Hao can't always get over this hurdle in his heart.

I don’t know why, but he almost shouted out several times, but he swallowed the words again. He could feel Zhang Xiaoman’s disappointed expression, so he tried to avoid her every time.

Therefore, he lived on campus in junior high school and high school, and went directly to Anxi University.

Originally he just wanted to escape from home, but he didn't expect to be in a foreign country, but he missed home even more.

Home is like a besieged city. When we were young, we thought about how to escape and be free.

But when we grow up, we find that home is like a warm little harbor. After experiencing the storms and waves outside, we think about going home day and night.

Sighing, Wu Hao shook his head slightly.

Home, he will go back, but not now.


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