Compared to Qiao Nan, Qiao Zijin still has one and a half years, or even almost only one year, before she goes to college.
It can be said that Qiao Zijin has not yet decided which school to attend, and she has no idea where to get the tuition for her first semester of college.
Therefore, Qiao Zijin is more anxious to get money than Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan wants to try and see if her father will use her money to solve the problem of Qiao Zijin going to college first.
Looking at the money in his hand, Qiao Dongliang doubted and hesitated.
Finally, Qiao Dongliang took a deep breath and said, "Nannan, take your ID card and go to the bank with me."
"Why do you need to take your ID card with you to the bank?" Qiao Nan's expression slightly relaxed.
"Just go and get it."
Qiao Nan returned to the room, quickly took out her ID card, and went to the bank accompanied by Qiao Dongliang.
"Hello, I want to open an account for my daughter, get a passbook, and deposit money."
"Okay, please provide your ID and fill out a form."
"Thank you." Qiao Dongliang picked up the pen, paused, and handed the pen to Qiao Nan: "Nan Nan, your handwriting is beautiful, fill it out yourself. With this experience, you can come alone in the future."
"Oh." Qiao Nan took the pen and knew how to write without even looking at the example: "Dad, I've done it."
"Put it in."
The bank is very efficient. In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Nan had deposited the money.
After leaving the bank and returning home, Qiao Dongliang handed the passbook directly to Qiao Nan's hands: "Nan Nan, you are an adult now, so you have to learn to manage your own money. This is what you earn, and you should keep all your earnings here, and use it when you go to college in two years. Remember, this passbook is not reliable in anyone else's hands. Only if you hold it yourself will you not lose it, understand? There is one more thing you have to remember. You have grown up, and you should have your own privacy. Don't tell me how much money you earn in the future, let alone tell your mother, just keep it for yourself, and don't be reluctant to spend it when you need it for something serious. You must save this money well and hold it carefully, understand?"
"I know, Dad." Holding the slightly hot passbook, Qiao Nan completely understood what Qiao Dongliang meant.
Facing the passbook in her hand, Qiao Nan felt lucky to have such a father, but also sad for the kindness of parents for their children.
The reason why her father asked her to keep the money in the passbook under his name and not to give it to anyone, or even tell him in the future, was because her father did not have that confidence. He was afraid that he would make a mistake one day, say something to make her sad, and do something to make her sad.
One daughter is good and the other is bad. As parents, of course they hope that the two children can be more balanced, and the good one can pull the weaker one.
Her mother would never have such an idea, but her father would.
"Nan Nan, you have to remember that you have grown up and you have to deal with many things by yourself. Don't ask your mother, and don't ask me. I believe you can do it." Qiao Dongliang's mood was extremely complicated.
The younger daughter is so capable and is still studying. She can save money for her college tuition. This is such a proud thing.
But the older daughter is more busy than the younger daughter, but she only knows how to spend money and not how to save it.
Qiao Dongliang is worried that his desire for his daughter to become a successful woman will make him spend the money of the younger daughter on the older one one day.
No, no!
Knowing that he can't control this thought at all, Qiao Dongliang refused to touch the money and even pretended not to know its existence from then on.
Qiao Nan exhaled a breath of foul air and smiled lightly: "Dad, don't worry, I've remembered what you said, I'll take care of it myself."
It was enough for her father to have this kind of heart for her. She had no right to ask her father to stop loving Qiao Zijin and stop treating her as his daughter. She
just didn't know what Qiao Zijin would be like in this life. Would she disappoint her father like in the last life, or even more disappointed.
"Dad, we're going to the Zhu family tomorrow. Uncle Zhu is inviting us to dinner." After putting the passbook away, Qiao Nan was relieved.
"I won't go." Qiao Dongliang shook his head, knowing that the Zhu family really wanted to invite only Qiao Nan, and he was just a "matchmaker".
"Let's go. When we lived in the compound, our home was closer to Zhu's. Now it's far away. If we eat too late, I'll be scared to go back alone." Qiao Nan refused and insisted on taking Qiao Dongliang with him.
Qiao Dongliang frowned and thought for a while before agreeing, "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."
"Dad, we're at Zhu's." Pingcheng had a heavy snowfall last night, which made it more difficult for Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang to go to Zhu's. Qiao Dongliang rode his bicycle slowly to Zhu's house.
The snow on the ground was not only brittle and hard to walk on, but more importantly, even if Qiao Dongliang was riding on a road that had been shoveled by other people or by sanitation workers, there was still a thin layer of ice on the ground, which made it even more slippery.
The road was not short to begin with, and Qiao Dongliang was afraid of falling because of the slippery road. He rode more carefully along the way. When they arrived at Zhu's house, Qiao Dongliang's face was flushed and his hair was wet with sweat.
"Dad, please wipe your sweat quickly. It's okay, right?" Qiao Nan didn't expect that riding this long would make her father so tired.
"It's okay." Qiao Dongliang habitually took Qiao Nan's handkerchief, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and then returned the half-wet handkerchief to Qiao Nan: "Go back and wash it."
"Yeah."
"Uncle Qiao, you and Qiao Nan are finally here, look who else is here." The person who opened the door for Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang was not the servant of the Zhu family, but a person Qiao Nan hated very much - Wang Yang.
Staring at the smile on Wang Yang's clean face, such a Wang Yang is too easy to be mistaken for a good child.
"Hmm?" Qiao Dongliang was stunned for a moment, looking at Qiao Nan in confusion, who is this child,
is he also a child of the Zhu family? "Dad, his name is Wang Yang, the son of Aunt Zhu." Qiao Nan called after Zhu Baoguo.
"Ah, oh." Qiao Dongliang's face changed. Qiao Dongliang had heard Qiao Nan mention something about Wang Yang. Even though Qiao Nan didn't say anything specific and the whole thing was just speculation without any real evidence, Qiao Dongliang still knew something about what Wang Yang had done.
So, as soon as he knew who Wang Yang was, Qiao Dongliang immediately labeled him as dishonest, cunning, and a bad kid.
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