Chapter 134 Know Your Goals
"I understand." Jian Xiaojing said absentmindedly.
"What's with your attitude? I'm doing this for your own good." Li Meiqian suddenly exploded.
"If you can be as hardworking as that damn girl, will I still have to care about their attitude?"
"Do I still need to serve them food and drink like an old maid? Who am I doing all this for?"
Li Meiqian became more and more excited as she spoke.
"For your glory and wealth." Jian Xiaojing sneered.
Li Meiqian frowned and looked at Jian Xiaojing in disbelief.
Silence for a few seconds.
She raised her hand and slapped Jian Xiaojing hard.
"Your aunt is right, you are a useless piece of mud, just like your dead father." Li Meiqian roared.
"Finally you spoke your true feelings?" Jian Xiaojing covered the red and swollen half of her face, tears welling up in her eyes.
Li Meiqian choked.
"If you look down on my father, why did you marry him?" Jian Xiaojing just blinked her eyes lightly, and tears rolled out.
"Why did you give birth to me?" Jian Xiaojing didn't ask this question in the end.
Looking at her daughter who looked 80% like herself when she was young, Li Meiqian was speechless for a moment.
yes!
She chose the man herself.
She was the first to regret it.
I thought he was a capable person, but...
She can only blame herself for having poor taste in choosing men.
It was precisely because she suffered from the mistake of not being able to judge people that she wanted to help her daughter avoid this detour.
Who would have thought...
"Xiaojing, Mom was just too angry just now..." After calming down, Li Meiqian felt that she had been too impulsive.
"How dare you say that that's not what you really think?" Jian Xiaojing looked at her with red eyes.
She just said that she was hopeless.
Jian Qingyi has a father who can make money and a damn mother who left her a job. What does she have?
The few broken jars and cans left by her dead father were smashed by that dead girl Jian Qingyi.
What's more, that dead girl has Jian Zhongkang's family to help her.
What about her?
What does she have?!
My mother doesn't love me, and my father is still the last one.
How can she compare with that damn girl?!
"No, I was just impulsive..." Li Meiqian defended.
"Don't worry, I don't like that guy named Zhuo." Jian Xiaojing raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face.
If no one helps her, then she will help herself.
Isn't there a line in "Records of the Grand Historian: The Biography of Chen She" that goes...
Are kings, princes, generals and ministers born into different species?
She wanted to see...
Has she been so unlucky all her life?
And that damn girl...
Can I have a smooth life? !
Li Meiqian looked at her daughter with a gloomy face and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
"Xiao Jing, Mom is really doing this for your own good..."
"I know." Jian Xiaojing turned on the faucet and bent down to wash her face with water.
During the coldest days of winter, the tap water in South City is not frozen like in Northeast China, but it is still really cold.
It's freezing cold!
When I put my hands in the water, I felt the coolness penetrate into the bones.
Li Meiqian shuddered as she watched from the side.
"Xiaojing, the water is too cold. Let's add some hot water!" Maybe because she felt guilty after beating Jian Xiaojing, Li Meiqian spoke carefully at this moment.
Afraid of irritating her again.
"It's not cold!" Jian Xiaojing spat out two words coldly.
[Not as cold as her heart.] She added in her heart.
"Xiao Jing..." Zhuo Shuliang's voice came from outside the door.
Li Meiqian frowned and looked towards the door, cursing inwardly, "The haunting ghost is still there!"
Jian Xiaojing grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her face, then slowly went to open the door.
Li Meiqian didn't like Zhuo Shuliang and turned around and went back to the house.
"Xiaojing, are you home alone?" Zhuo Shuliang glanced at the empty room.
"My mother went downstairs to take out the trash." Jian Xiaojing lied without hesitation.
"Xiaojing, have you finished your winter vacation homework? Is there anything you don't understand? I'll help you...your face..." Only then did Zhuo Shuliang notice the red and swollen half of Jian Xiaojing's face.
His face suddenly turned cold, "Did Jian Qingyi hit you again?"
"No, no, don't talk nonsense, no one hit me." Jian Xiaojing hurriedly covered the burning half of her face.
"You are still hiding it for her. How could you be so stupid..." Zhuo Shuliang looked distressed.
"I am the elder sister, and as an elder sister I should give in to my younger sister." Jian Xiaojing lowered her head.
He looked like a poor little thing who was submissive to everything.
"You treat her as your sister, but does she treat you as her sister? Xiaojing, you are just too kind. Someone as vicious as Jian Qingyi should be severely punished so that she will learn her lesson." Zhuo Shuliang gritted his teeth.
"A-choo! A-choo..." Jian Qingyi, who was teaching Zhang Xiaomei and Zheng Lang how to iron clothes, sneezed several times in a row.
"Jian Qingyi, you'd better wear something thicker! In this weather, if you catch a cold, it's no joke."
"It's not cold!" Jian Qingyi clasped his hands together and felt the warmth of his hands.
The same goes for my body.
It's warm.
"Someone must be cursing me behind my back." Jian Qingyi came to this conclusion.
She silently shouted in her heart, [Bounce!!!]
"A-choo! A-choo..." Zhuo Shuliang's nose felt itchy, followed by several loud sneezes.
Jian Xiaojing was unable to dodge and had to take his sneezes headfirst.
"Xiao Jing, I didn't mean it... A-choo... A-choo..." Zhuo Shuliang sneezed several times in a row.
No matter how superb Jian Xiaojing's acting skills were, she couldn't continue acting.
"Brother Shuliang, the temperature is dropping today. You should go home and put on another layer of clothes! The New Year is almost here. You must not catch a cold." Jian Xiaojing said with a considerate look, holding back the snot and saliva on her face.
When her eyes swept over the gray coat on Zhuo Shuliang, a hint of disdain flashed across the depths of her eyes.
"Then your winter vacation homework..." Zhuo Shuliang was still a little hesitant.
"It's okay! I'll figure it out slowly by myself. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll ask you." Jian Xiaojing held her breath.
I don't want to feel the bad smell on my face.
"Then I'll go back first! If you don't understand anything, come to me. I'm at home every day." Zhuo Shuliang walked away, looking back every few steps.
Jian Xiaojing quickly slammed the door and rushed to the bathroom to wash her face.
The soap was applied over and over again.
She didn't stop until her face was numb from the cold.
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?" Li Meiqian came out of the house.
He was obviously dissatisfied with Jian Xiaojing's attitude towards Zhuo Shuliang.
If it is useful, it’s okay to catch it for the time being. If you can’t find a better one in the future, you can keep it as a backup.
Zhuo Shuliang...
That's a useless piece of trash!
What's the point of keeping it?!
"Let's wait until the college entrance examination is over!" Jian Xiaojing rubbed the handkerchief in her hand.
Li Meiqian thought about it and finally nodded.
"That kid from the steel factory..." Li Meiqian was still more optimistic about Zheng Lang.
But it's just optimism.
My father is the factory director, my uncle-in-law is the vice-president, my aunt is the department head, and I always get the first place in my grade in exams.
This barely meets the standards of a donkey.
Don't ask what donkey.
The question is like a donkey looking for a horse while riding a donkey.
As for the horses...
Of course, they are people like Lu Yujing, Zhou Chenfeng, and He Qian.
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