Chapter 18 Once in her pocket, it's hers
Thinking that she had to eat later, Jian Qingyi didn't want to spoil her appetite, so she turned around and left.
Seeing this, Jian Xiaojing cried even harder.
"Brother Shuliang, why do you think Yiyi hates me?"
"Don't pay attention to her, she's a lunatic." Zhuo Shuliang looked distressed.
In the past, she would feel ashamed when he said something to her.
Now……
It's completely crazy.
"She hates me and calls me a burden, but I accept it. It's my fate to be a burden, but she shouldn't..."
"My mother is my elder after all, how could she..." Jian Xiaojing burst into tears.
This made Zhuo Shuliang feel worried again.
"Every time I see my mother secretly wiping away tears, I feel so sad. If it weren't for me, my mother wouldn't have remarried. If she hadn't remarried, she wouldn't have suffered so many cold faces and contempt." Jian Xiaojing lowered her head and wiped away her tears, feeling very aggrieved.
"Don't be sad! Everything will be fine once we get into college." Zhuo Shuliang lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Xiaojing, who was in tears.
I secretly swore in my heart that I must get into college and then make a lot of money.
He wants to make Jian Xiaojing the happiest woman in the world.
He wanted to make Jian Qingyi regret...
I regret bullying Jian Xiaojing.
He wants to make everyone who has bullied Jian Xiaojing regret it!
"A-choo! A-choo..."
Jian Qingyi, who had just turned into the candy factory's staff quarters, sneezed several times in a row.
[Fuck, which bastard is teasing her behind her back?] Jian Qingyi cursed inwardly.
Next second.
Mao Chunqiao rushed out from behind the big tree.
"Damn girl..."
Jian Qingyi was speechless.
Just got rid of two annoying guys, and here comes another plague.
"Did you cut your hair?" Mao Chunqiao was stunned at first, then looked at Jian Qingyi.
Mao Chunqiao has always disliked the original owner's biological mother Xu Wan. She thinks that the charming Xu Wan is a slut who seduced her son away from her, so she also dislikes the daughter she gave birth to.
This is also the fundamental reason why the original owner was disliked by Mao Chunqiao since birth.
"Does it look good?" Jian Qingyi raised her hand to adjust her new hairstyle. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of the cuteness of a little girl.
"It's not pretty at all!" Mao Chunqiao cursed against her will.
Jian Qingyi rolled her eyes at her and turned to leave.
Mao Chunqiao quickly grabbed the person.
Perhaps because she was afraid of being seen by others, she pulled Jian Qingyi behind a big tree.
"Give me back my money." Mao Chunqiao glanced around and said in a low voice.
"What money?" Jian Qingyi pretended to be ignorant.
"That nine hundred yuan." Mao Chunqiao said confidently.
"What nine hundred yuan?" Jian Qingyi blinked and continued to play dumb.
Once the money is in her pocket, it is hers. If she wants to take it back, what kind of daydreaming is that!
"You stupid girl, if you don't give it back to me today, I will beat you to death..." Mao Chunqiao raised her hand to scare her.
Jian Qingyi pointed at his head with a reckless look on his face, "Come on, hit here, and here..."
She pointed to the solar plexus again.
"If we hit these two places, we'll kill them with one strike, and we won't even have to waste money on rescue."
Seeing that Mao Chunqiao was hesitant to take action, Jian Qingyi grabbed her arm and hit her on the head.
Mao Chunqiao was so scared that she retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
"You damn girl..."
Mao Chunqiao was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
"Are you going to fight me or not? If not, I'll leave." Jian Qingyi's voice was sweet and soft.
But to Mao Chunqiao, it was particularly harsh.
I know I can't avoid bleeding today.
Mao Chunqiao sighed, "Refund me 800 yuan, and the remaining 100 yuan will be my pocket money."
Jian Qingyi said nothing and looked at her as if she were a fool.
Once it's in her pocket, it's all hers. Money worth eight hundred or one hundred doesn't exist.
Seeing Jian Qingyi remained silent, Mao Chunqiao knew she was dissatisfied, so she said, "Refund me 700, okay?"
Jian Qingyi snorted and laughed, waiting to see what other tricks she could come up with.
"Six hundred."
"five hundred."
"Four hundred."
…
After watching Mao Chunqiao's teeth-gritting and jumping up and down for a while, Jian Qingyi smiled and said, "Grandma, have you ever heard of the saying 'Yuanxiao dumplings in a teapot'?"
"You...you dead girl..." Mao Chunqiao pointed at Jian Qingyi with a dark face and was speechless for a long time.
"Grandma, it's getting late. If you don't go back to cook and delay grandpa's afternoon fishing, you will suffer the consequences!" Jian Qingyi pointed to the sun above her head and gave a kind reminder.
Mao Chunqiao is a typical example of a woman who obeys her father at home and her husband after marriage.
Serving Jian Dashan every day is like serving an ancestor.
Jian Dashan just opened his mouth to eat and stretched out his hand to get clothes every day. After lunch, he would squat by the river for the whole afternoon.
"You idiot..." Mao Chunqiao's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to explode with anger.
"Grandma, don't be angry anymore. I'll go back first. Your precious son and your wicked daughter-in-law are not at home. I have to go back and cook for myself!" Jian Qingyi was not angry. She waved at her with a smile and turned to walk towards the small building where they lived.
"You ungrateful bastard, you ungrateful bastard, you ungrateful bastard..." Mao Chunqiao stared at Jian Qingyi's back, cursing under his breath with gritted teeth.
Mao Chunqiao felt like she could hardly breathe when she thought about how all the private money she had saved for half her life was gone.
"Mao Chunqiao, what are you doing there? It's already so late, why don't you go home and cook?"
Seeing that the time for fishing was almost up and the stove was still empty at home, Jian Dashan could no longer sit still. When he went downstairs, he saw Mao Chunqiao standing straight at the foot of a big tree. He immediately became unhappy.
"I'll go back and cook." Mao Chunqiao didn't have time to be angry anymore.
In the corridor, Jian Qingyi glanced through the crevices in the blue bricks.
Mao Chunqiao jumped up and ran towards the small building not far away at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
She couldn't help laughing.
It really is indigo dyed white cloth...
Every thing has its own nemesis.
Arriving at the door of her house, Jian Qingyi took out the house key that her scumbag father had given her in the morning from her pocket and opened the door.
There was nothing in the cupboard except two uncut lumps of pickled cabbage.
The pot is also empty.
Cook……
She can cook it well.
But that’s the taste…
Jian Qingyi showed an indescribable look on her face.
After weighing the pros and cons, Jian Qingyi opened the drawer under the cupboard.
Four...
That's enough.
Jian Qingyi washed the pot and boiled water skillfully.
While the water was boiling, she took out some brown sugar from the cupboard and "bang bang!" found two big pieces.
When the water in the pot started to bubble, she cracked the eggs and put them in.
Then there’s brown sugar.
She probably wanted to lock Jian Qingyi out of the house because she didn't have the key to the house. Jian Xiaojing didn't go home until Jian Qingyi finished eating the eggs and cleaning the pot.
How could Jian Qingyi, who was used to the intrigues among wealthy families, not be unaware of her little thoughts?
Compared to Jian Xiaojing, who has her grandmother and aunt to rely on, the original owner is indeed helpless.
If his scumbag father hadn't found his conscience today, Jian Qingyi would have had no choice but to score a goal today.
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