Tuantuan chuckled: "Of course, Tuantuan is Daddy's little cotton-padded jacket. Tuantuan doesn't cry or make a fuss. Tuantuan will help Daddy and massage Grandpa and Grandma's legs. Tuantuan also loves to study. Tuantuan doesn't cry at all."
Yang Jinchuan nodded: "It's too ugly to cry with a runny nose."
Xiao Nuo, who was sniffling, thought: "..."
Suddenly, she couldn't cry anymore.
Seeing this, Zhang Qinian pointed to the living room next door and said, "Tuantuan, big brother, let's go sit down for a while."
Tuantuan called out to the dazed maid, "Auntie, could I have a cup of milk tea?"
Zhang Qinian: "Take some dessert."
"Yes." The maid nodded and went to the kitchen to prepare.
As for Xiao Nuo, who kept crying, no one paid attention to her, and she cried even harder.
In the end, my face was covered in snot and tears, and I started hiccuping from crying so much that I couldn't cry anymore.
Here in the living room.
Tuantuan said to Zhang Qinian, "Uncle Qinian, you're all better now."
Zhang Qinian wrote a check: "Tuantuan, this is a small token of my appreciation."
Tuantuan waved her hand: "We're all family, don't be so polite."
Looking at the sensible and well-behaved Tuantuan, and then at Xiao Nuo rolling around on the ground, Zhang Qinian felt ashamed.
He wasn't ashamed of Xiao Nuo's behavior, but rather blamed himself for not raising his daughter well.
Zhang Qinian secretly vowed that he would learn a lot from Yang Jinchuan and make sure to educate Xiao Nuo properly, and he would never indulge Xiao Nuo again.
Meanwhile, Xiao Nuo, exhausted from crying, was feeling incredibly distressed.
What's going on? Why is nobody concerned about her?
Mom is wrong!!
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