Chapter 1738 The good father’s daughter (2)

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"Mi Xiaohong's home appliances have burnt light bulbs, broken water heaters, and wherever there is a problem with the parts, they are basically on call." The young woman sitting in front of Qian Yan was full of ridicule, "Calling a repairman to come to your door is always the same.

The starting price is 100 yuan..."

"As for our own family matters, we always come last. I remember there were several power outages and water outages. When we had to go downstairs to get water, he first helped Mrs. Zhang, and then Mi Xiaohong, her mother and daughter.

He used a lot of water, so he ran back and forth several times, and finally ended up at our home."

"Mi Xiaohong came to him and asked him to help send Mi Shuangshuang to participate in the competition. He asked me to take the bus to school by myself."

"Old Mrs. Zhang has leg pain and needs to go to the hospital. Instead of looking for her children, she prefers to ask him for help. He has forgotten me again. It seems that everyone needs him, but I don't."

"What's funny is that he worked for Mi Xiaohong and her daughter for seven or eight years. When her daughter took the exam and went to other places, Mi Xiaohong sold the house and followed her daughter to other places without giving him anything back. He and Mi Xiaohong

Hong expressed her desire to take care of their mother and daughter, and Mi Xiaohong said that she only regarded him as a good big brother."

"What's even more amazing is that Mi Xiaohong knew that I had good grades, and she even thought about asking me to help Mi Shuangshuang make up classes. My dad actually agreed and persuaded me for a long time, which almost shocked my eyes.

I didn’t do it anymore. After this incident broke out, I became the most unpopular child in the community. People often talked behind my back, saying that it didn’t matter that I had good grades, but that my character was not good.”

"There's another funny thing. Mrs. Zhang fell down at home once. He didn't get the call because the company was in a meeting. He didn't answer the call until the meeting was over. At that time, Mrs. Zhang was already in the hospital. It is said that

He fell and became half paralyzed, and Mrs. Zhang’s children blamed him for this incident. For this, he actually blamed himself?"

"I really don't understand him. Why can he care about everyone and not give a little bit of care to me? Fortunately, now I don't need it anymore."

"His various behaviors are affecting me. Neighbors who ask him for help are always ranked first by him. When I was young, I only felt aggrieved. Most of the time I expressed my feelings with anger and some blaming words.

I was dissatisfied. Of course, it just didn’t work. What could I do as a teenager? No one wanted to work, and besides, I didn’t think about it at that time.”

"Originally, my grades were very good. Every time I took the exam, I was ranked second in grade, because the nerd who was first in grade was a pervert, and no one could surpass him in exams. But speaking of it, the nerd seemed to have jumped off the building and died.

It was the college entrance examination holiday this year, and I don’t know if it was because I didn’t get into the school of my choice and couldn’t accept it. I dropped out of school in my second year of high school, and I still listened to my former classmates talking about it.”

"My grades got worse because I deliberately failed in the exam at the beginning. During my adolescence, it was a time of rebellion. My father helped others but didn't care about me. I felt bad, so I wanted to do something to attract his attention. But usually

If he could focus on me, even if he just said a few nice words to coax me, maybe I wouldn't be like this. However, he was always concerned about other people's affairs. At that time, I didn't know much, so I chose to fall.

.Not listening to classes, not reading, skipping classes and surfing the Internet, all the things bad students do.”

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