Qiao Zijin really just wanted to cut off Qiao Nan's escape route at first. She never thought that she would trick her today.
After Qiao Zijin left the kitchen, he didn't know what he could do for a while.
After thinking about it, Qiao Zijin made a cup of tea for Qiao Dongliang, and then "sincerely" admitted his mistake to Qiao Dongliang. As for when he bought the book and whether he read it before the high school entrance examination, Qiao Zijin never mentioned it.
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Qiao Zijin is very clever, especially when it comes to coaxing his parents.
Knowing what Qiao Dongliang's temper is, instead of always defending and lying that he didn't watch it before, it would be better to admit his mistake.
Sure enough, after being coaxed for a while, Qiao Dongliang just kindly and softly advised Qiao Zijin not to make such mistakes again in the future, and to study hard, and never be like Ding Jiayi, who always yelled at Qiao Nan for wrong learning.
After coaxing Qiao Dongliang, Qiao Zijin was sure that Qiao Nan, the sister, had changed in the past few days.
Qiao Zijin kept reflecting, could it be that he had exposed something in front of Qiao Nan, so Qiao Nan had this attitude towards him?
The relationship between father and daughter was maintained, and Qiao Zijin decided to work harder to maintain the relationship between sisters: "Nan Nan, can I come in?"
Qiao Zijin waited for a while, but did not hear Qiao Nan's voice. After thinking about it, Qiao Zijin simply opened the door and went in.
You know, before today, Qiao Zijin could enter Qiao Nan's room whenever he wanted, and there was no need to knock on the door.
In the entire Qiao family, only when entering Qiao Zijin's room, others have the habit of knocking on the door first and then entering: "Nan Nan, what are you looking at?!"
Because Qiao Nan was carrying Qiao Zijin on her back, Qiao Zijin could only see Qiao Nan flipping through the book, but he couldn't see what book he was flipping through.
Qiao Zijin's eyes lit up with excitement. No matter how he pretended, his mother had sold all the books. Where could Qiao Nan get any serious books to read?
So, Qiao Zijin shouted directly at the top of his voice.
Her voice was enough to alarm Ding Jiayi who was in the back kitchen and Qiao Dongliang who was resting in the room.
Hearing Qiao Zijin's noisy voice, Qiao Nan's face darkened and she immediately hid her books: "Why are you in my room?!"
"Nan Nan, what are you hiding? Do you have any secrets from me? Let me see? Nan Nan, I have learned a hard lesson. You can't follow others' bad example and read those messy books. If so,
Let dad know how sad and angry he will be. It was enough for me to make a mistake once, so I promised dad that I will never be like this in the future. Nan Nan, please be obedient and hand over the book. I will help you follow dad.
I beg for mercy in front of my mother. You also have to promise your parents that you will never make this mistake again in the future, you know? If you are really scared, maybe I can help you hide it, but you definitely can’t keep this book."
As Qiao Zijin said this, he rushed towards Qiao Nan, trying to snatch the book hidden in Qiao Nan's arms. This would be both a human and physical evidence.
"Ha." Qiao Nan sneered.
Just because of Qiao Zijin's voice, which is like that of a vocalist, her father and mother cannot hear it because they are deaf, and Qiao Zijin would help her hide it if he wanted to coax her!
Qiao Zijin, who had just made a mistake, finally caught her "mistake" and wanted to publicize it so that everyone around the world knew about it.
"What's going on?!" Ding Jiayi was the first to rush over, holding a spatula in her hand.
After hearing Qiao Zijin's words and seeing Qiao Dongliang who also came over to see her, Ding Jiayi began to criticize the father and mother unceremoniously: "You see for yourself, this girl is not wild at heart. She runs out every day and can't even get home. I can't do it at home either."
Didn't you see her studying well and avoiding reading novels? Zijin had just finished the high school entrance examination, and it was a critical year for her to enter the third grade of junior high school. With her attitude, if you let her study, wouldn't you just throw money into the water?!
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No, she must have a good talk with Lao Qiao. If such a person allows her to continue studying, it will be a waste of the family's money.
"Shut up!" Qiao Dongliang's head hurt so much that neither of them were worried: "You have the nerve to talk about Nan Nan. You have sold out all Nan Nan's first and second grade books. You let Nan Nan
What are you looking at?”
Qiao Dongliang has not forgotten this problem: "I still have a headache. Nannan will take the high school entrance examination next year. What will she do this year? What will she do to review?"
But when Qiao Dongliang thought that he was trying to find a way to borrow a set of books for the first and second grades of junior high school for his little daughter, and that his little daughter was also reading novels like crazy, Qiao Dongliang felt tired.
"Nannan, you see, both mom and dad are angry, and you still haven't taken out the novel." Qiao Zijin was a little happy and proud.
At this moment, she couldn't hide any of her emotions in front of Qiao Nan.
Qiao Nan has gained a lifetime of experience, and her eyes are much more vicious than in her previous life. She can see through Qiao Zijin's gloating at a glance: "If I don't give it to you, I can't give it to mom either!"
Qiao Dongliang took a deep breath and said to Qiao Nan with the utmost patience: "Nan Nan, if you really want to study hard, give the book to Dad."
One is to forgive, and of course both of them have to forgive.
It is impossible to be magnanimous to the eldest daughter and harsh to the younger daughter. Qiao Dongliang cannot do this.
Qiao Nan breathed a sigh of relief and handed the book to Qiao Dongliang as expected.
As long as Qiao Zijin and her mother get their hands on her book, they will definitely not be able to keep it, even if it is the original book.
"This is..." Qiao Dongliang was stunned when he saw that his youngest daughter handed him a math book from the first volume of junior high school: "Isn't it your book?"
Was he sold by Lao Ding?
Qiao Nan's old face turned red: "The summer vacation has passed. Maybe I am a little crazy. I feel that I have forgotten a lot about the first and second grades of junior high school, so I want to take advantage of the opportunity to see more before school starts and pick up more knowledge."
Qiao Nan said this also to say hello to Qiao Dongliang.
After all, Qiao Nan must have gone through a process when she suddenly picked up her previous knowledge after not studying for so many years.
Qiao Nan is not afraid of others, but she is afraid that she will get bad grades during the midterm exam, disappoint Qiao Dongliang, and stop reading her own books.
After all, her mother is always whispering in her father's ears, and her grades are the only reason and motivation that allows her father to support her in studying.
"Hey, good!" Qiao Dongliang immediately felt comfortable, as if he had drank honey water, it was so sweet: "But your book?"
"That's right, where did you get the books from?" Ding Jiayi's face was aghast. She was still thinking that she had lost the books for the first and second grades of junior high school. If she didn't review well, she would fail in the high school entrance examination.
Old Qiao now insists on letting the damn girl continue to study. When the damn girl graduates from junior high school, he should let the damn girl with poor grades go to work, right?
Now the country only promotes nine-year compulsory education. Going to high school is not compulsory, and the tuition is very expensive!
Ding Jiayi was willing to give up her eldest daughter, but the thought of spending so much money on her younger daughter made Ding Jiayi feel heartbroken.
"I took the money to buy it from the scrap recycling station." Qiao Nan replied confidently.
"Bought it, where did you get the money?!" How did she not know that the dead girl hid the money?! (To be continued)