Chapter 21: Reflection Begins
Jian Qingyi, who knew nothing about this, was curled up on the sofa watching cartoons, completely ignoring Li Meiqian's face which was almost black.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Although the current cartoons look a bit crude, they are still interesting.
Especially some of the plots, they are really...
Bold!
She was smiling in the living room, but Li Meiqian, who was busy in the kitchen, was gritting her teeth.
In the past, as long as she gave her an expression or a look, the original owner would happily go to the kitchen to help.
Now……
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The hearty laughter coming from the living room was like the buzzing of mosquitoes in her ears, making her feel irritated and her head hurt.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The chopping board was making a deafening noise as she chopped it.
After a while, there was another round of "ping pong" of pots and pans.
Jian Qingyi glanced towards the kitchen and smiled even more happily.
“Click!”
Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening.
The noise of bowls and pots being smashed in the kitchen disappeared in an instant.
"Dad, are you busy today? Why did you come back just now?" Jian Qingyi walked forward with a smile and took the handbag from Jian Zhongliang's hand.
That well-behaved look made Jian Zhongliang feel extremely comforted.
"I just chatted with your uncle for a while, which delayed me for a while." Jian Zhongliang smiled.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, "Yi Yi, did you cut your hair?"
"Does it look good?" Jian Qingyi turned around proudly and showed it to him.
"It looks good! It looks good!" Jian Zhongliang nodded repeatedly.
Before you know it, the pink little glutinous rice dumpling has grown into a big girl.
"Dad is so handsome, how can his own daughter be ugly?" Jian Qingyi started to flatter.
"Smooth talk!" Jian Zhongliang laughed out loud.
"That's right. You don't even know this. When you took me to school today, my classmates kept praising you for being so handsome!"
"They asked me who I was. I joked that I was my uncle, and immediately someone asked if I had a wife and said they wanted to introduce her aunt to you." When it comes to lying, Jian Qingyi never has to think twice.
In the kitchen, Li Meiqian's teeth were grinding, and the kitchen knife in her hand was clenched as if she was ready to fight to the death.
She knew that the damn girl was not an easy person to deal with.
Want to kick her out?
Dream on!!!
"Don't talk nonsense!" Jian Zhongliang subconsciously glanced towards the kitchen.
Jian Qingyi pretended not to see it. She put her handbag on the low cabinet, turned around and dragged Jian Zhongliang to the sofa.
"Dad, watch cartoons with me."
"You're so old, and you're still watching cartoons." Jian Zhongliang said this, but he sat obediently next to his little girl.
"Even if I live to be a hundred years old, I will still be your daughter." Jian Qingyi's voice was sweet and soft, but there was no extra emotion in her eyes.
That way, they are just like those emotionless NPCs in the game.
Jian Qingyi is not the original owner and has no blood ties with the Jian family, let alone family affection.
Jian Zhongliang to her...
It’s the financial sponsor.
You can do without a bad father, but you can’t lose your financial sponsor.
after all……
If she doesn't spend her scumbag father's money, wouldn't it be given to her third sister and that little white lotus for nothing?
Jian Qingyi felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.
In order to keep her mammary glands unobstructed, Jian Qingyi began to think silently.
She didn't know what she was thinking of, but her eyes suddenly lit up.
At this time, Li Meiqian came out with the brewed tea.
The light in Jian Qingyi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Be careful, it's hot!" Li Meiqian's face was full of tenderness and care, and her voice was like honey, so sweet.
Jian Qingyi clicked her tongue in her heart.
As expected of the third sister, she has a strong sense of crisis!
"Cook two more dishes tonight. Yi Yi just got out of the hospital and needs to be well nourished." Jian Zhongliang ordered like an old man.
"...Okay!" The smile that had just appeared on Li Meiqian's face almost couldn't be maintained.
But when she thought of what Jian Qingyi had said before, Li Meiqian forced a gentle smile.
"There's a piece of leftover bacon at home. How about I cook it now?"
"Cook some more sausages, Yi Yi loves them!" Jian Zhongliang picked up the teacup.
After a pause, he spoke again, "Oh, by the way, let's steam another egg custard!"
"Hey!" Li Meiqian responded gently.
"Let's buy some pig's feet tomorrow and stew them! It will nourish the children." Jian Zhongliang thought for a while and said again.
"Okay!" Li Meiqian always kept a decent smile on her face.
There is absolutely no sign of temper.
This is the endurance...
Ordinary people really can't compare.
Jian Qingyi clicked her tongue twice in her heart.
Glancing at the man beside him...
A sentence suddenly popped up in Jian Qingyi's mind: "Father's love is like a mountain, motionless, unmovable."
What is fatherly love like a mountain?!
It's clearly a fight between sows... they only move their mouths and don't move.
It is said that people who are easily influenced by others have no strong principles, no opinions of their own, and are easily manipulated by others.
But Jian Zhongliang obviously has no problem with his male chauvinism.
Neither the original owner's biological mother Xu Wan nor his new love Li Meiqian could change Jian Zhongliang's machismo.
And that Jian Dashan...
In their minds, women should take care of all the housework and should listen to them.
This is because they are not capable. If they were capable, the airport would probably not be big enough for them to travel.
"Yi Yi, have you written to your elder brother and second sister recently?" Jian Zhongliang took a sip of tea and tried to find a topic.
Thinking of what his elder brother said when he got off work, Jian Zhongliang would be lying if he said he didn't feel guilty.
He always felt sorry for his stepdaughter Jian Xiaojing because of her miserable life experience and she lost her father at such a young age.
But he forgot that his own little girl also had no mother.
On the way back, the scene of his little girl breaking down and yelling in anger yesterday kept flashing through his mind.
At the same time, he was constantly reflecting in his heart.
Reflect on his incompetence and inaction as a father.
"I wrote it to my second sister last month." At this moment, the cartoon was at a crucial part, and Jian Qingyi's attention was all on the 14-inch black and white TV.
"Oh, by the way, I met my brother at the hospital entrance yesterday."
"Why did your brother go to the hospital? Is he injured? Is his injury serious?" Jian Zhongliang said nervously.
The ending theme song played on TV.
There were no cartoons to watch, so Jian Qingyi looked away reluctantly.
"Tell me! How seriously is your elder brother injured, kid..." Jian Zhongliang frowned so hard that he could kill a mosquito.
"Brother isn't injured, so how can it be serious?!" Jian Qingyi laughed.
The scumbag dad has a really rich imagination.
She just talked about meeting Jian Yiwei at the hospital gate. How could he be associated with being injured and dying?
"If he wasn't injured, then why did he go to the hospital?" Jian Zhongliang was obviously relieved.
"How would I know why he went to the hospital? My brother just said he came here to do something." Jian Qingyi was speechless.
Are these people capable of finding out about what's happening in the army?
"Is he alone?" Jian Zhongliang asked again.
"There's also a political commissar who seems difficult to deal with." Jian Qingyi said truthfully.
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