"Two or twenty dollars, which use so much." Ding Jiayi had a painful, twenty-dollar money, all of a month's household money: "There are many pens and books used by the deputy son, she used it." Can't you?"

Qiao Dongliang was laughed at by this statement: "I have learned the attitude of this child, all things are new, Nan Nan is so good, can only use the rest of the child? I will say it again, to Nan Nan twenty !"

"Give her twenty, what do we eat this month, drink!" Ding Jiayi is not willing to save money.

"Mom." Joe Zi whispered to Ding Jiayi.

She felt it. Recently, Qiao Nan was so bad that she was unlucky with her.

Look at Dad like this, even if the mother is strong but also strong, Dad, this book must continue to read.

Since this is an unchangeable result, Qiao Zikai feels that her mother is not as quick as she can agree, and she may be able to make her father's impression of her mother better.

Ding Jiayi opened the hand of Qiao Zikai: "Zi Zi, I know you don't want me to argue with your dad, but you don't care about it."

When I heard Ding Jiayi’s call and had no money, Qiao Dongliang didn’t want to ask him to give her the salary this month. Ding Jiayi went there: “Not enough, you will go to the bank to get a hundred out, is it enough?”

Nan Nan started school, and Zi Yan also had to start school.

Zi's ​​book continues to read, and certainly has to spend money, the old can not be ill-treated, this one hundred points can not be more.

When it comes to deposits, the three women in Joe’s family have become very quiet.

Qiao Nan does not need to say anything, her mother smashed such a big scorpion out, sooner or later it is to be discovered.

Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zikai seemed to be more guilty, and they did not speak.

"What are you doing, give me the passbook, and I will go to the bank tomorrow to get one hundred for you." Joe Dongliang extended his hand to Ding Jiayi and wanted a passbook.

Ding Jiayi was so scared that his face was white and his words were stuttered: "No, it’s not twenty, give it to you, don't go to the bank."

In order to let Qiao Dongliang dispel the thought of taking the passbook, Ding Jiayi immediately took out 20 yuan from her pocket and lost it on the ground.

Qiao Nan’s face was stiff and took a deep breath, and he didn’t say anything when he bit his teeth.

The book, she must be reading, it is not easy for her mother to save money at this time, she must cherish this opportunity.

Qiao Nan constantly used such words to comfort himself, but as an adult's dignity, Qiao Nan's eyes were all red, and the little hand could not stretch out to pick up the money.

Qiao Dongliang said: "Old Ding, although I am not happy to fight the wife, but you will not want me to compete with you, where do you throw the money!"

Ding Jiayi was so angry that she not only had to take the money, but also to regard the dead girl of Qiao Nan as an ancestor, why?

Not waiting for Joe Dongliang to get angry again, Joe said that he stood up and said that he not only took the money, but also blew the ash, and cleaned it and handed it to Qiao Nan’s hand: "Nan Nan, don't misunderstand, Mom must have been distressed by you, Mom has not had a good rest recently, so the temper is a little bigger."

Qiao Nan didn't have a good time before, Mom has to keep this attitude, and the words of Mom in front of Qiao Nan are not good.

Qiao Nan seized the money, still did not speak.

"Nan Nan, go, Dad will give you the egg noodles." Qiao Dongliang white Ding Jiayi glanced, lived this age, no daughter is sensible.

Qiao Zikai was learning sloppy, and Joe Dongliang was angry and disappointed, but her daughter still hurts. When she saw that Joe Zi was more generous and sensible than Ding Jiayi, Joe Dongliang looked at Joe Zi’s eyes and it was soft again.

Standing on the side, Qiao Nan sighed and sighed. They were all family members. My mother made some "small" mistakes. Dad’s regenerative gas was a lot of arguments, and she would never be confused with her mother.

To put it bluntly, her father is so embarrassed.

I also know this. After returning to rebirth, in addition to keeping his own interests, Qiao Nan did not make a big noise and provoked the relationship between the couple.

"Dad, can you give me two eggs?" Qiao Nan smiled at Joe Dongliang.

"Well, as long as Nan Nan likes it, he said two, three are given." Joe Dongliang took Qiao Nan to go to the kitchen, but also personally gave him a face to eat.

The surface of the handkerchief is delicious. It is not easy to paste it. It is covered with a chopped green onion and two yellow orange-orange eggs. It is especially fragrant.

Eating a freshly baked noodles, Qiao Nan smiled bitterly. The reason why her father personally went to the kitchen to eat her, one is to make up for it, and the other is to hope that she will not be angry, not to mention today's business.

Faced with this bowl of fragrant but extremely bitter face, Qiao Nan felt uncomfortable in his heart and could only eat it.

She didn't expect her mother to be fair, and she didn't expect her dad to be tough and manage her mother.

The only thing she hopes and strives for is that she should study hard in this life, find a good job to support herself, and then have her own home, quietly through her little days.

As for her mother and Joe Zi, these two women in this life love how to toss how to toss, anyway, she will not mix, the money they earn, they will be in their hands.

This dinner, Joe's family eats very quiet.

Joe Dongliang only married himself and Qiao Nan, and Ding Jiayi had to prepare his own son.

A family of four, eating a dinner, this is the first time Joe's family divided into two tables, in addition to the opening of Jo Nan, the other three people feel very confused.

After eating the noodles, Qiao Nan cleaned up his tableware and turned it back to his room, holding the book and looking up.

Ding Jiayi saw that Qiao Nan only packed up his own tableware, and now he wanted to marry Qiao Nan.

Qiao Zikai quickly took Ding Jiayi and shook his head to Ding Jiayi, and silently said two words: "book passbook."

These two words are like the death of Ding Jiayi. Before Ding Jiayi was like a filled ball, he could blow it up at any time. Now it is a balloon that runs out of breath, and it is very powerful.

"Mom, let me wash it." Joe said, holding on to the greasy and uncomfortable feeling, immersed his hands in the water.

Ding Jiayi took out the hand of Qiao Zikai: "No, Mom is good to wash, my daughter can do this kind of rough work, you just have to go back to the house to recover... Son, the situation at home, Mom didn't look at you. Don't mess with your dad, add trouble to your mom, you know?"

"Mom, you can rest assured, no." Qiao Zikai also began to regret that she had let her mother sell the book too clean, and nothing left, which made her want to pretend.

What Joanna didn't know was that Ding Jiayi only wanted to sell her book, and didn't want to move Joe's book.

This is a good time for Joe to graduate from junior high school. I hate to read those books and I want to sell them.

Moreover, she also told Ding Jiayi that if she did not sell her book, Qiao Nan’s book was gone. What should I do if she asked her?

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