Chapter 7: Crying with Joy
"I'll ask my eldest cousin tomorrow to see if he has any solution. If not, I'll wait until school starts and ask the teacher to buy a set for him." Qiao Mo pursed her lips and thought. Yang Weihua is one year older than her. He started school later and was in the same grade as her. He entered high school after school started. He was smart and helpful, so it would be best to ask him.
She was thinking about her own things here, but Qiao Hong outside was even more angry, cursing and kicking the door. If she wasn't afraid that the door would be broken and take time to repair, she would have wanted to chop the door down with an axe and then pull Qiao Mo out to whip him.
"Wash your own clothes. Wasn't the lesson you received this afternoon enough? Do you want her to beat you up again? Besides, she's going to die in a few days. Are you going to leave the dirty clothes for her to wash when she comes back?" Qiao Chenglin thought to herself that her daughter really didn't remember the punishment. She had just suffered such a big loss in the afternoon, and now she dared to provoke her. This was unheard of.
After what happened that afternoon, he realized that he had wronged Qiao Mo in the past two years. But so what? Who wanted her to have such a miserable life, losing her father so early and having to live under someone else's roof? The most important thing now was to keep his daughter away from her, so that she wouldn't suffer any more.
"Dad, Qiao Mo lives and eats in this house, can't we ask her to do some laundry?" Hearing the lingering anger in her father's words, she was taken aback. In the past, no matter how they ordered Qiao Mo around, her father would remain silent. Why was it different today? Was it because she was going to the countryside?
"What Qiao Mo eats and drinks are her own. Don't say such things in the future, otherwise you will be laughed at." Qiao Chenglin saw the unwillingness on his daughter's face and couldn't help feeling powerless in his heart.
"dad······"
"Go ahead, wash the clothes, go to bed early, and get up early to make breakfast tomorrow." Qiao Chenglin interrupted her and waved his hand for her to leave.
It seems that Dad really wants to protect that dead girl. Qiao Hong can only wash clothes with grievance, but she is thinking about discussing with Qiao Dong and others how to get back the place. On her own territory, she will never allow Qiao Mo to be arrogant, let alone ignore her.
"Qiao Mo, your cousin has finished washing clothes. You should have a good rest." Qiao Chenglin said gently to the door, acting like a kind uncle.
Qiao Mo ignored him. Since they had already fallen out, there was no need to sugarcoat the situation. She would get the money, move out, and cut all ties with these people.
She put her books and clothes in order and decided to see if her supernatural powers had returned with her. So, she sat on the bed, closed her eyes, relaxed her mind, and silently felt her supernatural powers.
After a while, she found a ball of green mist the size of a soybean in her dantian, a ball of green mist less than one-fifth the size of her previous life. This was her Mu-yi supernatural power. Perhaps it was because of the reason she changed her body that her supernatural power dropped from level three to level zero. It could be said that only the seed was left.
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