Ding Jiayi doesn't think it's ugly to do this, but it doesn't mean Qiao Nan can tolerate Ding Jiayi's behavior. For
two lifetimes, her mother has always been like this.
In her last life, when she was working, her mother would run to her unit to ask her how much she earned in a month. Once she got her salary, the first thing her mother did was to check all her pockets to make sure she didn't have a penny left. Only then would she stop.
Without waiting for Qiao Nan to resist, Qiao Dongliang, who came home from work, happened to see this door.
Qiao Dongliang put down his bicycle and yelled, "What are you doing!"
Qiao Dongliang pulled Qiao Nan to his side. Seeing that his little daughter's arm was pinched red by his wife, he became even angrier: "What are you going to do again?"
"..." Ding Jiayi, who was stunned by the yelling, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"What, are you mute?!" Qiao Dongliang raised his voice. In the past, he just thought that his wife was a little partial and liked the eldest daughter more. Now, it seems that it is not just partiality. The problem is that Lao Ding doesn't like Nan Nan!
Nan Nan is already a 15-year-old girl, but Lao Ding searched her as if she was stealing. How could Nan Nan not feel uncomfortable?
"Dad, Mom asked me to give her the extra three yuan from the tuition today. I said I bought a notebook, and she asked me to return the notebook and give her the money. Mom said that I can still use the things left by my sister." Ding Jiayi didn't say anything, so Qiao Nan said.
In front of Qiao Nan, Ding Jiayi didn't think she was overdoing anything no matter what she did, but in front of Qiao Dongliang, Ding Jiayi remembered that she still had to save face and couldn't say what she had done.
Qiao Dongliang was furious: "Since the things left by Zijin are still usable, why don't you let Zijin take them directly to high school? Why do you have to leave them for Nannan?"
Thinking of the fact that the younger daughter always used the leftovers of the older daughter, and the pens were only the length of a palm.
On the contrary, every time the older daughter went to school, everything from pens, erasers, and even notebooks was new, Qiao Dongliang began to feel uncomfortable.
If Old Ding asked Nannan to do this, he advocated frugality and saving money, and Qiao Dongliang would definitely agree.
But Qiao Dongliang suddenly found that Ding Jiayi did not do so. She saved all her money on her younger daughter, and spent all the money she saved on her older daughter. What kind of thing is this? How can it be called thrift? !
"Nannan, let's ignore your mother and go back to the house." Qiao Dongliang ignored his unreasonable and biased wife and took Qiao Nan back to the house.
He advised his younger daughter not to bear grudges against his wife, but his wife did not hold back at all. Even if his younger daughter did not bear grudges, his wife should have a limit.
No, tonight, he must have a good talk with Lao Ding.
Back in the house, Qiao Nan took a sip of water: "Dad, you've worked hard all day. I'm fine. I'm going to read a book."
Qiao Dongliang looked at Qiao Nan's eyes carefully and found that Qiao Nan really didn't care about what happened just now. He felt uncomfortable: "Nan Nan, you, your mother is just like that. She gets more and more confused as she gets older. Don't bother with your mother."
Qiao Dongliang hoped that his little daughter would not bother with his wife, but when he really saw that his little daughter didn't care, Qiao Dongliang felt uncomfortable and sad.
"Yeah." Qiao Nan responded lightly, holding the book and went back to the house, studying with all her heart.
Watching his little daughter walk away calmly and go back to her room to open the book to study, Qiao Dongliang felt more and more uncomfortable.
At dinner, Ding Jiayi only fried two eggs in total. Qiao Dongliang almost gave half of the scrambled eggs to Qiao Nan, which made Ding Jiayi's face turn green.
Qiao Dongliang put down his chopsticks, and Ding Jiayi put half of the remaining scrambled eggs into the bowl of the eldest daughter without saying a word, and divided the remaining half between herself and Qiao Dongliang.
Lying in bed at night, Qiao Dongliang tossed and turned, thinking about the overly calm eyes of his youngest daughter, and couldn't fall asleep.
"What are you doing!" Ding Jiayi was also unable to sleep because of the noise, so she simply asked.
"Old Ding, what do you think about Nan Nan? Zi Jin is your daughter, not Nan Nan? You
keep doing this, aren't you afraid that Nan Nan will be sad?" "If she wasn't my daughter, you would be the battalion commander now, and I still have a job!" Ding Jiayi, who was worried about money, got angry when she heard this.
She and Old Qiao both still have jobs, and the family savings were all spent on helping Zi Jin to smooth things over. Doesn't it burn her heart?
Qiao Dongliang was depressed: "Can you blame Nan Nan for this? We decided to have a second child, and we gave up voluntarily. Are you blaming Nan Nan?"
Thinking of those warriors in the same class as him, each of them was in high spirits, unlike himself. As an ordinary office worker, Qiao Dongliang was also depressed.
But who told Lao Ding to have a second child? He did want a son, and the couple agreed after discussing it.
Unexpectedly, he lost his job, had a second child, but instead of a son, he had a daughter. After all,
this was his own flesh and blood. Qiao Dongliang was disappointed, sad, and even lost heart for losing everything for this child.
But life had to go on, and now there was another child to raise, and Qiao Dongliang recovered quickly.
Now that society is equal to men and women, women can also hold up half the sky. How can a daughter who is raised well be worse than a son?
Qiao Dongliang can change his mind, but Ding Jiayi can't.
She also wants to be the wife of a battalion commander, with someone to pick her up when she goes out. She also wants to eat public food, with less work, easier wages, and more money.
All these beautiful things were ruined by the birth of their little daughter!
Ding Jiayi, who felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell, was filled with hatred when she saw Qiao Nan.
"Blame her, who else can you blame? This family was ruined by her, and she is still dragging it down. Shouldn't she pay for this family and atone for her sins?"
Seeing that the excited Ding Jiayi sat up directly, Qiao Dongliang's voice sank and he pulled Ding Jiayi: "Be gentle, do you want to wake up the children? Listen to what your son said just now, does it sound like human language? How can you blame her so much! I didn't know that you have been thinking this way since Nan Nan was born. No wonder you always treat Nan Nan like this."
It was not until today that Qiao Dongliang knew that his wife actually had such thoughts about their little daughter.
"Old Ding, I tell you that no one can be blamed for this, not even Nan Nan. Your idea is wrong and dangerous. If you don't criticize yourself and reflect on yourself, you will lose your daughter Nan Nan sooner or later."
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