"Two, twenty yuan, how can you use so much." Ding Jiayi felt a pain in her heart, twenty yuan was enough for a month's household expenses: "Anyway, Zijin used a lot of pens and notebooks, so she used them Isn’t that enough?”
Qiao Dongliang laughed angrily at these words: "With Zijin's attitude towards learning, everything is new. Nannan's grades are so good, so Zijin can only use the leftovers? I'll say it again, give Nannan twenty !”
"Give her twenty and let us eat and drink whatever we want this month!" Ding Jiayi was not willing to pay.
"Mom." Qiao Zijin whispered to Ding Jiayi.
She felt it. Qiao Nan had been very evil recently, and she was also in trouble.
Seeing Dad like this, no matter how strong Mom is, she can't be stronger than Dad. Qiao Nan must continue reading this book.
Since this was an irreversible result, Qiao Zijin felt that her mother might as well agree to it quickly, which might help her father have a better impression of her.
Ding Jiayi shook off Qiao Zijin's hand: "Zijin, I know you don't want me to quarrel with your father, but you don't have to worry about this matter."
Hearing Ding Jiayi shouting that she had no money, Qiao Dongliang didn't want to ask him where he had spent this month's salary for her: "If it's not enough, just go to the bank and get a hundred. That's enough, right?"
When Nannan starts school, Zijin also starts school.
If you continue to read Zijin's books, you will definitely have to spend money. Lao Ding cannot treat Zijin badly, and this hundred and one cents is not more.
When it comes to deposits, the three women in the Qiao family become particularly quiet.
Qiao Nan didn't need to say anything. Her mother would be discovered sooner or later if she made such a big mistake.
Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin seemed more guilty and lacked the confidence to speak.
"What are you doing in a daze? Bring me the passbook. I'll go to the bank to get one hundred for you tomorrow." Qiao Dongliang stretched out his hand to Ding Jiayi and asked for the passbook.
Ding Jiayi turned pale with fright and stuttered when she spoke: "No, it's just twenty. I'll give it to you. You don't have to go to the bank to withdraw it."
In order to make Qiao Dongliang give up the idea of taking the passbook, Ding Jiayi took out twenty yuan from her pocket and threw it on the ground.
Qiao Nan's face froze, she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth without making a sound.
She must read the book. It is not easy for her mother to pay for it at this time. She must cherish this opportunity.
Qiao Nan kept using such words to comfort herself, but due to the dignity of an adult, Qiao Nan's eyes turned red, and her little hand could not reach out to pick up the money.
Qiao Dongliang pursed his lips: "Old Ding, although you don't want to beat your wife now, you don't want me to compete with you, right? Where did you throw the money?"
Ding Jiayi was so angry. Not only did she want to take the money, but she also wanted to treat this dead girl Qiao Nan as if she were an ancestor. Why!
Before Qiao Dongliang could get angry again, Qiao Zijin stood up without saying a word, knelt down and not only picked up the money, but also blew it away, patted it clean and handed it to Qiao Nan's hand: "Nan Nan, don't get me wrong. Mom must feel sorry for you. Mom hasn't had a good rest recently, so she's a bit tempered."
Qiao Nan is not as easy to coax as before. If mom keeps this attitude, it will be difficult for mom to speak in front of Qiao Nan from now on.
Qiao Nan held on to the money but remained silent.
"Nan Nan, let's go. Dad will make some egg noodles for you." Qiao Dongliang rolled his eyes at Ding Jiayi. After living at this age, his daughter is still not sensible.
Although Qiao Zijin was sloppy in his studies, Qiao Dongliang was angry and disappointed, but his daughter still felt pain. Seeing that Qiao Zijin was more generous and sensible than Ding Jiayi, Qiao Dongliang's eyes suddenly softened when he looked at Qiao Zijin.
Qiao Nan, who was standing aside and could see clearly, sighed. They were all a family, and mom made "little" mistakes. If dad was angry, he would only quarrel for a few words, and he would never make a fuss with mom.
To put it bluntly, her father is very coaxing.
Knowing this, Qiao Nan did not make a fuss and sow discord between Qiao Dongliang and his wife after returning from rebirth, in addition to protecting her own interests.
"Dad, can you give me two eggs?" Qiao Nan cheered up and smiled at Qiao Dongliang.
"Okay, as long as Nan Nan likes it, let alone two, I will give you all three." Qiao Dongliang took Qiao Nan to the back kitchen, and even rolled out the noodles for Qiao Nan to eat with his own hands.
The hand-rolled noodles are delicious, not only chewy but not easy to burn. Add a handful of chopped green onions and two yellow-orange eggs to make them particularly fragrant.
Qiao Nan smiled bitterly as she ate the freshly baked noodles. The reason why her father cooked and rolled the noodles for her was firstly to make up for it, and secondly because he hoped that she would not be angry with her mother, let alone remember what happened today.
Facing this bowl of fragrant but extremely bitter noodles, no matter how uncomfortable Qiao Nan felt, she could only eat it.
She doesn't expect her mother to be fair, nor does she expect her father to be tough and manage her mother well.
The only thing she hopes and strives for is to study hard in this life, find a good job to support herself, and then have a home of her own and live her own life quietly.
As for her mother and Qiao Zijin, these two women would do whatever they wanted to do in this life. Anyway, she would not get involved anymore. She could just keep the money she earned.
This dinner was particularly quiet for the Qiao family.
Qiao Dongliang only took care of himself and Qiao Nan, while Ding Jiayi had to prepare her own share of Qiao Zijin.
A family of four had dinner. This was the first time that the Qiao family was divided into two tables. Except for Qiao Nan, the other three people felt strange and panicked after eating.
After finishing the noodles, Qiao Nan washed her dishes and put them away dutifully, turned around and went back to her room, holding a book and reading.
When Ding Jiayi saw Qiao Nan only clearing her own dishes, she was so angry that she wanted to yell at Qiao Nan.
Qiao Zijin quickly grabbed Ding Jiayi, shook his head at Ding Jiayi, and said two words silently: "Passbook."
These two words are like Ding Jiayi's Achilles' heel. Before, Ding Jiayi was like an inflated ball, ready to blow up for people to see. Now, she is like an out-of-air balloon, wilting terribly.
"Mom, let me wash it." Qiao Zijin endured the greasy and uncomfortable feeling and dipped his hand into the water.
Ding Jiayi took out Qiao Zijin's hand: "No, just come and wash it. My daughter doesn't have to do such rough work. You just need to go back to your room and recover... Zijin, my mother didn't hide the situation at home from you. Stop making your dad angry and causing trouble to your mom, okay?"
"Mom, don't worry, it won't happen anymore." Qiao Zijin also began to regret that she had asked her mother to sell the books so cleanly that there was not a single one left, which made her even want to pretend now.
What Qiao Nan didn't know was that Ding Jiayi only wanted to sell her books and didn't want to touch Qiao Zijin's books.
Qiao Zijin finally graduated from junior high school. He hated those books when he saw them and wanted to sell them.
And she also told Ding Jiayi that if she didn't sell her book, Qiao Nan's book would be gone. What if she asked her to borrow it