"Yeah, what, you are happy to see your dad and I quarreling over your relationship. You wish I was unlucky, don't you?" Ding Jiayi's eyes widened and she threw her chopsticks in the direction of Qiao Nan.
Qiao Nan is no longer the same Qiao Nan who couldn't fight back when hit or scolded in her previous life.
Seeing that Ding Jiayi was in a bad mood, Qiao Nan immediately hid.
Qiao Nan neatly put all the rice and vegetables in the bowl into her mouth, and then said vaguely to Qiao Dongliang: "Dad, I've finished eating and went back to my room to do my homework."
The one who obviously ignored her was her mother, who was more cruel than her.
Qiao Nan knew that it was useless to argue with her mother. Not only was she unwinnable, but it was also too ugly and her father would be unhappy if he saw it.
After reliving her whole life, Qiao Nan also figured out a routine.
The reason why Qiao Zijin was able to coax her mother and make her father think she was a good daughter was simply because she was "sensible" in front of her father.
It's not easy to be sensible, she can do it too.
The more her mother behaves, the more her father will know that she has been wronged. She doesn't need to defend herself. She just walks away silently. Her father is sure to feel sorry for her.
After suffering a lifetime of losses from Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin, Qiao Nan said that even if we are a family and close relatives, she still has to be careful because after all, they were the ones who started this matter.
If you do the first grade of junior high school, I will do the fifteenth grade.
She really didn't want to live like the same useless person in her previous life, with no self-esteem at all.
After self-reflection, Qiao Nan knew that the biggest mistake she made in her previous life was doing too much and saying too much towards this family.
She didn't do anything, she didn't say anything, but it seemed more silent than loud.
When he saw that his daughter had become accustomed to Ding Jiayi's partiality, even though she was still smiling, there was no warmth in Qiao Nan's eyes. Qiao Dongliang felt distressed and his tone became more serious: "Who are you throwing your chopsticks at? Pick up the chopsticks for me."
"No, what are you doing now, Qiao Nan? You saw my chopsticks dropped on the floor, why don't you pick them up?" There is always a sense of shame in bending down to pick up the chopsticks at this time, so Ding Jiayi was not willing, so of course she sent Qiao Nan.
"Don't want to pick it up?" Qiao Dongliang laughed, simply walked over and picked it up himself.
Seeing Qiao Dongliang's action, Ding Jiayi thought that Qiao Dongliang had given in and would be relieved that today's events were over. However, Qiao Dongliang's next action surprised and frightened Ding Jiayi.
It was just a pair of bamboo chopsticks. Qiao Dongliang held it in his hand and made a "click" sound. He broke the chopsticks into two pieces and threw them on the table: "Since you don't want these chopsticks, there is no use in throwing them away. Wash the dishes today. I sleep in the study."
"You..." Ding Jiayi trembled, and finally said regretfully: "Be angry when you are angry. Why use chopsticks to express your anger?" There are few chopsticks, so you can't spend money to buy more.
After her family's savings bottomed out, Ding Jiayi became even more stingy, spending her ten cents as twenty cents, thinking of ways to slowly save money.
Not to mention closing the loopholes in the money they had spent before, the five thousand yuan she and Qiao Dongliang had saved for more than ten years could not be recovered even if they saved only ten or two cents a day for twenty years.
But at least if something happens to the family and someone gets sick, the family must be able to come up with the money.
Ding Jiayi still changes her mind when hearing about the five thousand yuan thing. She keeps having nightmares at night, fearing that Qiao Dongliang will find out about it.
Unless Qiao Nan learned to work part-time by mistake, she would not be able to fill this hole by herself.
"All of them are more fierce than me, more capable than me, and they are all my ancestors!" Ding Jiayi, who was extremely angry and helpless, patted her thigh, feeling extremely aggrieved, and wiped her tears.
But after Ding Jiayi calmed down, she still had to clean up the things on the table.
In the past, she always cooked, and Qiao Nan washed the dishes after the meal.
But since Qiao Nan had a fever at the end of summer vacation, she never took the initiative to take work from her again.
Both daughters were at home, and Ding Jiayi couldn't do it in front of Qiao Dongliang, so she asked Qiao Nan to work alone.
While washing the dishes, Ding Jiayi sighed. It was so easy in the past. She had the final say in everything at home. Qiao Nan was also obedient and took over half of the housework.
When she and Lao Qiao quarreled, no matter what happened, Qiao Nan would always say it was her fault.
It was also weird, wasn't it because she had a fever? Qiao Nan's whole person changed.
If this daughter hadn't been her own, Ding Jiayi would have almost suspected that Qiao Nan had been tricked and it was a lie.
Qiao Nan, who went back to her room to do her homework, stopped caring about things at home, and also forgot about the good things she had done tonight.
Just because she forgot, doesn't mean others have forgotten too.
The next day, Qiao Nan went to school as usual, but as soon as she arrived at school, she found that there were many classmates in the school whom she did not recognize, and they all looked at her strangely.
Qiao Nan frowned and didn't care.
After arriving in the classroom, Qiao Nan saw that the seat next to her was indeed empty, so she put down her schoolbag and started studying without thinking too much.
At this time, Zhao Yu, who was sitting next to him, saw it and sneered disdainfully: "Why are you pretending? Who doesn't know? It's shameless."
Qiao Nan's face tightened when she heard this, and she glanced at Zhao Yu with a tiger-like look on her face. She told herself that this was just a naughty kid, a naughty kid who had entered adolescence with a rebellious mentality, and she was not as fussy as Zhao Yu. .
It's been more than half a month since school started. Of course Qiao Nan knows why Zhao Yu doesn't like her and why her mouth always feels sour.
If nothing else, Zhao Yu is the Chinese class representative in the class.
In the past, Zhao Yu's Chinese scores were not necessarily the best in the class, but his composition was definitely the best.
But the first test at the beginning of school broke this law, and Zhao Yu began to dislike Qiao Nan.
Recently, Zhao Yu has been working hard to read the documents, vowing to pass Qiao Nan in the next Chinese language test.
Qiao Nan remained silent. Zhao Yu thought that Qiao Nan had done something wrong and felt guilty. He became more and more proud: "Why do some people come to school? We really don't think we know what shameful things she has done. She has the nerve to do it, I I’m embarrassed to say how this kind of person deserves to sit in the same classroom as us and be our classmate.”
Zhao Yu's words, neither light nor serious, were enough for all the students in the class to hear.
Everyone thought about the news they received this morning and fell silent for a while, looking at Qiao Nan with a sense of awkwardness in their eyes.
"I was surprised that I was still in the third year of junior high school and could still get a perfect score. Co-author sent someone to steal the English test paper and checked the answers in advance. In this way, no one in our class can achieve a perfect score. ?”
With a "pop" sound, Qiao Nan slammed the book upside down on the table.
She didn't even want to tolerate her mother and Qiao Zijin, so why should she tolerate an outsider.