Seeing her lowering her head and keeping silent, Yue Zhenhua began to dislike this daughter more and more.
When he opened it and saw the results above, his mouth formed an O shape, and he read it again.
"Ahem... You're a serious partial subject! It's really weird. You failed before, but now you get full marks!"
Yue Zhenhua looked at Yue Qingying with suspicious eyes.
"What's so strange? I copied it!"
Yue Qingming glanced at her coldly, smiled, stood up and went back to his room.
"What's her attitude?"
Yue Zhenhua stood up suddenly, his face flushed with anger.
"Mom, you usually spoil her too much!"
Yue Zhenhua said displeasedly.
"Why am I spoiled? Qingming wears school uniforms all year round. Now she comes home every day to cook and do housework. Even when she studies, her classmates come back to give her tutoring. You, a father, don't ask her all year round. Now here What's going on!?"
Grandma was not happy either. It was rare to see her son all year round, but when he came back, she would compare him with others.
He also said that Qingming was not good, and grandma felt very unhappy.
Grandma said, glancing at Yue Qinglan on the side.
When Yue Zhenhua heard what she said, his face turned slightly stiff.
"Zhenhua, you... you were thinking about Qingming when you didn't come back. Why are you like this when you come back!"
Jiang Xue smiled and pushed Yue Zhenhua again, and then looked at her grandma with a smile, "Mom, Zhenhua loves her deeply and blames her deeply."
When grandma heard what she said, she looked at Yue Zhenhua's suppressed red face, her expression slightly brightened.
"Grandma, you must be very tired! Let me squeeze your shoulders!"
Yue Qinglan stood up with a smile, walked behind her grandma, and wanted to reach out and squeeze her shoulders.
"No, I'm going to see Qingming!"
Grandma waved her hand, stood up, and walked towards Yue Qingying's room.
Standing in front of Yue Qingming's door, he reached out and knocked.
"Qingming!"
After shouting, she opened the door.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Yue Qingying lying on the bed.
She walked over and reached out to hold Yue Qingqing's hand.
"What's wrong, you're still angry!?"
"No!"
Yue Qingping shook his head and sat up straight.
"Your father just doesn't know how good you are. If he knew, he wouldn't be like this."
Although he is still a little disappointed with Yue Zhenhua, he is still his son after all.
Grandma patted Yue Qingming's hand gently.
"knew!"
Yue Qingming is actually very annoyed by Yue Zhenhua's tone of voice. He will probably never get along with them!
So...she doesn't want to do anything else at this time.
"Come and cook with grandma. Later, we will eat the dishes made by our family Qingming, which will scare them to death."
Grandma took Qingming's hand and stood up.
Yue Qingying originally didn't want to cook for them, but when he looked at his grandma, he looked like she was showing off.
At that moment, I followed my grandma out with a smile.
Grandma pulled Yue Qingying towards the kitchen.
"Mom, let me help you!"
Jiang Xue quickly stepped on her high heels and walked over in small steps.