"What do you mean by 'hmm'? You are happy to see your dad and I quarreling because of you. You are happy in your heart. You hope that I will suffer the consequences, right?" Ding Jiayi glared and threw the chopsticks towards Qiao Nan.
Qiao Nan is not the Qiao Nan who never fought back or scolded in her previous life.
Seeing that Ding Jiayi was in a bad mood, Qiao Nan dodged directly.
Qiao Nan shoveled all the rice and vegetables in the bowl into her mouth neatly, and then said vaguely to Qiao Dongliang: "Dad, I'm done eating. I'm going back to my room to do my homework."
It was obviously her mother who ignored her. Her mother was even more fierce than her.
Qiao Nan knew that it was useless to quarrel with her mother. Not only would she not win the quarrel, but it would also be too ugly. Her father would be unhappy to see it.
After living a new life, Qiao Nan has also figured out the routine.
The reason why Qiao Zijin can coax her mother and make her father think she is a good daughter is simply because she is "sensible" in front of her father.
Being sensible is not easy, but she can do it.
The more her mother acts, the more her father knows that she has been wronged. She doesn't need to defend herself, just walk away silently, and her father will definitely feel sorry for her.
After suffering a lifetime of losses from Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin, Qiao Nan said that even if they are a family and close relatives, she still has to be scheming, after all, they were the ones who started this.
You do it on the first day, and I will do it on the fifteenth.
She really doesn't want to live like her last life, not only being poor, but also having no self at all.
After self-reflection, Qiao Nan knew that the biggest mistake she made in her previous life was that she did too much and said too much for this family.
She did nothing and said nothing, but it was more silent than words.
Seeing that her daughter was used to being targeted by Ding Jiayi's partiality, Qiao Nan's eyes were not warm at all even though she was still smiling. Qiao Dongliang felt distressed and his tone became more serious: "Who did you throw the chopsticks at? Pick up the chopsticks for me."
"No, what are you doing now, Qiao Nan, you see my chopsticks fell on the ground, and you don't pick them up?" It always feels embarrassing to bend down to pick up the chopsticks at this time. Ding Jiayi is not willing to do so, so of course she orders Qiao Nan.
"Don't pick it up?" Qiao Dongliang chuckled, and simply walked over and picked it up himself.
Seeing Qiao Dongliang's action, Ding Jiayi thought Qiao Dongliang had given in, and she would be relieved if today's events were over. Qiao Dongliang's next action made Ding Jiayi shocked and scared.
It was just a pair of bamboo chopsticks. Qiao Dongliang took it in his hand and broke the chopsticks in two with a "snap" sound, and threw them on the table: "Since you don't want these chopsticks, there is no use throwing them away. Wash the dishes, I'll sleep in the study today."
"You..." Ding Jiayi trembled, and finally said with some regret: "If you are angry, you are angry, why are you venting your anger on chopsticks." If there are fewer chopsticks, you have to spend money to buy more.
After the family's savings ran out, Ding Jiayi was even more stingy, trying to save money slowly.
Not to mention making up for the money she had spent before, the 5,000 yuan that she and Qiao Dongliang had saved for more than ten years could not be saved back even if they saved a dime or two every day for twenty years.
But at least if something happened at home, or someone got sick, the family would have to take out the money.
Ding Jiayi still turns pale when she hears about the passbook, and she often has nightmares at night, afraid that Qiao Dongliang would find out about it.
Unless Qiao Nan went to school and worked, she would never be able to make up for this hole by herself.
"All of them are more fierce and capable than me, they are all my ancestors!" Ding Jiayi, who was extremely angry and helpless, patted her thigh, feeling very wronged and wiping away tears.
But after Ding Jiayi recovered from her stress, she still had to clean up the table.
In the past, she always cooked, and Qiao Nan washed the dishes after dinner.
But since Qiao Nan had a fever at the end of the summer vacation, she never took the initiative to do the work herself.
Both daughters were at home, and Ding Jiayi couldn't ask Qiao Nan to do the work alone in front of Qiao Dongliang.
While washing the dishes, Ding Jiayi sighed, how much better life was in the past, she had the final say on all the matters at home, and Qiao Nan was also obedient and took care of half of the housework.
Whenever she quarreled with Old Qiao, no matter what it was, Qiao Nan would say it was her fault.
It was really strange, it was just a fever, but Qiao Nan changed completely.
If this daughter wasn't her own, Ding Jiayi would have almost suspected that Qiao Nan had been switched, and this was a fake.
Qiao Nan went back to her room to do her homework and didn't care about the housework anymore, and she also forgot the good things she had done tonight.
Just because she forgot, it didn't mean that others had forgotten.
The next day, Qiao Nan went to school as usual, but when she arrived at school, she found that many classmates, whether she knew them or not, looked at her with strange eyes.
Qiao Nan frowned, but didn't care.
After arriving at the classroom, Qiao Nan saw that the seat next to her was still empty. Without thinking too much, she put down her schoolbag and started to study.
At this time, Zhao Yu, who was sitting next to her, saw this and sneered disdainfully: "Why are you pretending? You don't even know who you are. You are shameless."
Qiao Nan's face sank when she heard this, and she glanced at Zhao Yu with a tiger-like face. She told herself that this was just a naughty child, and a naughty child who had entered adolescence and had a rebellious psychology. She didn't care about Zhao Yu.
It has been more than half a month since the start of school. Qiao Nan certainly knows why Zhao Yu dislikes her and always has sour words in his mouth.
For no other reason, Zhao Yu is the representative of the Chinese class.
In the past, Zhao Yu's Chinese grades were not necessarily the best in the class, but his composition was definitely the best.
But the first test at the beginning of the school year broke this rule, and Zhao Yu began to dislike Qiao Nan.
Recently, Zhao Yu has been studying hard, vowing to beat Qiao Nan in the next Chinese test.
Qiao Nan didn't say anything, and Zhao Yu thought that Qiao Nan was feeling guilty because she had done something wrong, and he became more and more proud: "What are some people doing in school? They really think we don't know what shameful things she has done. She has the nerve to do it, but I am embarrassed to say it. How can such a person be worthy of sitting in the same classroom with us and being our classmate."
Zhao Yu's words, neither light nor heavy, were enough for all the classmates in the class to hear.
Everyone thought of the news they received this morning, and there was a silence, and there was also a sense of awkwardness in their eyes when they looked at Qiao Nan.
"I was surprised at first. He was already in the third year of junior high school and still got a perfect score. It turned out that someone had stolen the English test paper and checked the answers in advance. In this case, who in our class can't get a perfect score?"
With a "bang", Qiao Nan flipped the book upside down on the table.
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