Qin Dahai is a man of his word. After dinner, he dragged Zhang Erya back to his room.
He forced Zhang Erya to hand over all the family savings and the keys to the food storage to him.
Although Qin Dahai usually doesn't manage the household, they still have a rough idea of how much money and food they can get throughout the year after deducting the annual expenses.
After counting the deposits, he looked up at Zhang Erya and asked, "Do you want me to search for it myself, or do you want to hand it over voluntarily?"
Zhang Erya looked at the old man's cold eyes and knew that he was determined to do it.
She still understood the old man's temper, and she was also quite scared when he got serious.
Although he was unwilling, he still gave the money he had secretly saved to Qin Dahai.
"Er Ya, I know you love your daughter, but you have to know who your real daughter is.
If Qin Baoer still has a trace of conscience, I would not mind helping her again after raising her so big.
But look at what she did and what she said. Does she treat me, Qin Dahai, as a relative?
For more than ten years, even if I have a dog, it still knows to wag its tail at me.
What did you get out of raising Qin Baoer?
I'm at this age now, it doesn't matter whether I have a partner or not?
Remember what I said.”
Qin Dahai went out, and Zhang Erya sat down on the bed.
A person is crying miserably, how can she not feel pain for her own daughter?
But Baoer was also raised by her, and she knows her temper very well.
If I don't help, Baoer will definitely starve to death.
One was her own child, the other was her own raised, she couldn't let go of either of them!
Zhang Erya locked herself in her room for the entire afternoon.
Qin Xiangdong's wife Liu Fen finished her housework and sat under the eaves, mending clothes for her husband and children.
Occasionally, I looked up at my mother-in-law's door, and I hated Qin Baoer, the scourge, in my heart.
The family had just had a few days of peace and quiet, and someone came to bring trouble to their family again.
I don’t know what my mother-in-law is thinking. A real sister-in-law is many times better than Qin Baoer.
How come his usual cleverness disappeared when he met Qin Baoer?
Fang Xiaocao came over holding her belly and sat next to her sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, do you think my sister-in-law can still come back to our house?"
Yang Fen shook her head. "I think it's difficult. To put it bluntly, it's better to live a quiet life on my own than to have such a biased mother.
Is my sister-in-law injured today?"
Fang Xiaocao: "She must have been injured. When she left, I saw the gauze on her head was stained with blood.
But I really can't tell, my sister-in-law looks thin and small, but I didn't expect she is so good at fighting, Qin Baoer is not her opponent."
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