Compared with Qiao Nan, Qiao Zijin still has one and a half years to go to college, or even only one year to go to college.
It can be said that the school Qiao Zijin will attend has not yet been decided, and it is not known where the tuition for Qiao Zijin's first semester of college is.
Therefore, Qiao Zijin is more anxious to wait for money than Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan wants to try, under such circumstances, whether her father will use her money to solve the problem of Qiao Zijin's college education first.
Looking at the money in his hand, Qiao Dongliang became suspicious and even hesitated.
Finally, Qiao Dongliang took a deep breath: "Nan Nan, take your ID card and follow me to the bank."
"Why do you need to bring your ID card when you go to the bank?" Qiao Nan's face relaxed slightly.
"Just go get it."
Qiao Nan returned to the room, quickly took off her ID card, and went to the bank accompanied by Qiao Dongliang.
"Hello, I want to open an account for my daughter, get a passbook, and save money."
"Okay, please provide me with your ID card and fill out a form."
"Thank you." Qiao Dongliang picked up the pen, paused, and handed it to Qiao Nan: "Nan Nan, your handwriting is beautiful, you can fill it in yourself. With this experience, you can come alone in the future."
"Oh." Qiao Nan took the pen and knew how to write without even looking at the examples: "Dad, I've finished it."
"Pass it in."
The bank is very efficient. In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Nan deposited the money.
After leaving the bank and returning home, Qiao Dongliang directly handed the passbook into Qiao Nan's hands: "Nan Nan, you are an adult. Because of this, you have to learn to take care of your own money. This is what you earned. In the future,
Everything you earn is stored here, and will be used when you go to college in two years. Remember, this passbook is not reliable in anyone's hands. Only you can hold it yourself so that you won't lose it. Do you understand? Also
One thing, you have to remember. When you grow up, you should have your own privacy. Don’t tell me how much money you make in the future, let alone your mother. Just keep it for yourself. When you need to use it for serious things, don’t tell me.
Don’t be reluctant to yourself. You must save this money and take it well, you know?”
"I got it, Dad." Holding the bankbook that was a little hot, Qiao Nan fully understood what Qiao Dongliang meant.
Facing the bankbook in her hand, Qiao Nan felt lucky that she had such a father, but also felt sad that her parents were so kind to their children.
The reason why her father asked her to keep the money in a bankbook in his own name and not to give it to anyone, or even tell him in the future, was because her father didn't have the confidence. He was afraid that one day he would be confused and say things that would make her sad.
If so, do something to make her sad.
One daughter is good and the other is bad. As a parent, of course, I hope that the two children can be balanced, and the good one can pull the weak one.
Her mother would never have such an idea, but her father would.
"Nan Nan, you have to remember that when you grow up, you have to deal with many things by yourself. Don't ask your mother, and don't ask me. I believe you can do it." Qiao Dongliang's mood was extremely complicated.
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My youngest daughter is so capable and can save her own college tuition while still studying. This is such a proud thing.
However, the eldest daughter's time is obviously more pressing than that of the younger daughter, but she only knows how to spend, not how to earn.
Qiao Dongliang is worried that his desire for his daughter to succeed will make him unable to help spending his younger daughter's money on his older daughter one day.
No, it can't be!
Knowing that he could not control this thought at all, Qiao Dongliang refused to get his hands on the money, and even pretended not to know its existence from now on.
Qiao Nan took out a breath and showed a relaxed smile: "Dad, don't worry, I have remembered what you said, and I will take care of it myself."
It is enough that her father has this kind of heart for her. She has no right to ask her father to stop loving Qiao Zijin and not treating Qiao Zijin as his daughter from now on.
I just don’t know what will happen to Qiao Zijin in this life, whether he will disappoint his father like he did in his previous life, or even more.
"Dad, we are going to Zhu's house tomorrow. Uncle Zhu will treat us to dinner." Putting away the bankbook, Qiao Nan had something to worry about.
"I won't go." Qiao Dongliang shook his head, knowing that the only person the Zhu family really wanted to invite was Qiao Nan, and he was the "sidekick".
"Go ahead. When we lived in the compound, our home was closer to Zhu's house, but now it's far away. If I eat too late, I'll be scared to come back alone." Qiao Nan refused and insisted on pulling her along.
Qiao Dongliang cannot.
Qiao Dongliang frowned and thought for a while before agreeing: "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."
"Dad, we're at Zhu's house." Last night, there was a heavy snowfall in Pingcheng, which made Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang more difficult on the way to Zhu's house. Qiao Dongliang was stepping on
Bicycle, ride slowly to Zhu's house.
Not only was the snow on the ground a blanket, making it difficult for people to move, but more importantly, even if Qiao Dongliang was riding on tracks that others had ridden on or roads that had been shoveled by sanitation workers, there was still a very thin layer of snow on the ground.
The ice becomes more slippery.
The road was not short to begin with, and due to slippage, Qiao Dongliang was afraid of knocking Qiao Nan off, so he rode more carefully along the way. When he arrived at Zhu's house, Qiao Dongliang's face turned red and he was sweating profusely.
Wet.
"Dad, please wipe your sweat quickly. Doesn't matter, right?" Qiao Nan didn't expect that riding all this way would make her dad so tired.
"It's okay." Qiao Dongliang habitually took Qiao Nan's handkerchief, wiped all the sweat off his forehead, and then returned the semi-wet handkerchief to Qiao Nan: "Go back and wash it."
"Um."
"Uncle Qiao, you and Qiao Nan are finally here, let's see who else is here." The person who opened the door for Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang was not a servant of the Zhu family, but a person Qiao Nan hated very much - Wang Yang.
Staring at the smile on Wang Yang's clean face, it is too easy for people to misunderstand Wang Yang as a good boy.
"Huh?" Qiao Dongliang was stunned for a moment and looked at Qiao Nan doubtfully. Who is this child? Is he also a child of the Zhu family?
"Dad, his name is Wang Yang, and he is Aunt Zhu's son." Qiao Nan called after Zhu Baoguo.
"Ah, oh." Qiao Dongliang's expression changed. Regarding this Wang Yang, Qiao Dongliang had heard Qiao Nan mention it a little bit, even though Qiao Nan's words were not specific, and the whole thing was just speculation, and there was no real evidence.
But Qiao Dongliang still knew a little about what Wang Yang had done.
Therefore, as soon as he knew who Wang Yang was, Qiao Dongliang immediately labeled Wang Yang: dishonest, evil-minded, and bad boy.
Qiao Dongliang's strange gaze made Wang Yang's eyes flash with gloom. Wang Yang raised his lips and sneered: "Uncle Qiao, Qiao Nan, there is a surprise." (To be continued)