"It's okay, dad, I don't want new sandals. These shoes can still be worn, just use fire tongs to pan your shoes."

Qiao Jinling sat on the beam of the car. The breeze blew, and it was already a little hot.

"Oh, does Lingling want a rag doll? Wait until dad earns more money for you, or you can buy sugar balls or calcium milk cookies for Lingling."

Qiao Xiangqian became more and more proud the more he spoke. It seemed that the one in his pocket was not more than twenty yuan, but two thousand yuan.

Qiao Jinling was speechless and thought to himself: "Dad, can we save some money? We haven't become a ten thousand household yet."

"Dad, don't worry about what I want to buy. Can you give me 2 yuan?"

Qiao Jinling didn't want to explain much, so he simply asked for the money to buy it himself.

"Okay! Our Lingling buys whatever she wants, haha, as long as the eldest daughter is happy."

Qiao Xiangqian has no big abilities and is not flexible in mind, but he is open-minded and lives a thorough life, which is also the reason why Sun Huifang married him.

In fact, Qiao Jinling wanted to buy magazines, envelopes, letter papers and stamps. She wanted to submit articles to earn royalties. The times had just opened up, and more and more people were traveling around the world. There were more and more green trains for more than ten hours, and they had no mobile phones. They could only rely on small books with strange stories to pass the time. These books were accurately fired at people's appetites, and they were often hard currency in the stations.

She once bought an old magazine "Legends of Ancient and Modern Times" at the old book stall, which included articles such as "Zhang Meijian Kills Ghosts in the Middle of the Night", "Saving Snakes in the Barren Mountains to Recruit a Broken Tail Dragon", and "The Charming White Fox Fairy Repaying Goodwill".

Folk stories, strange stories, and gossip and miscellaneous talks!

This kind of magazine is usually a hard currency at station newsstands. The long road has satisfied many curious hearts.

They went to the grain store to buy white flour for 5 yuan and corn flour for 10 yuan. At this time, they no longer needed food coupons. They could buy anything if they had money. They bought some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and seasonings, and went to the post office to buy credit writing items.

Qiao Xiangqian took Qiao Jinling to the newsstand at the bus station again. She didn't have any hope, but she didn't expect to find the "Legends of Ancient and Modern Times" she had found in the most conspicuous location.

"Lingling, why are you buying this book?"

Qiao Xiangqian didn't understand, and he didn't know a few small bean bags, so he could understand them after buying them.

"Uh, I bought the book for my dad. Daddy can take a look when he is tired, so it will be relaxed."

Qiao Jinling was afraid of being exposed, so she stuffed the book into Qiao Xiangqian's hand. This simple old father shed a few tears of touching tears. When his daughter grew up, she knew she felt sorry for her father.

"Let's go, Lingling, let's go home. Let's show it to my mother, so we are so capable."

Qiao Xiangqian held the handlebar with one hand and hugged Qiao Jinling with the other hand, and placed her on the beam of the car.

The summer air rises, the air is burning, and occasionally the breeze comes, mixed with the sweet fragrance of grass.

"Dad, do you have anything you want to do?"

"I want Lingling to grow up quickly and take the Beijing exam. Dad will follow you to gain money, go to Beijing and see Tiananmen Square."

Qiao Jinling remembered that she was admitted to a university in Beijing. When she received the admission letter, her mother took her to her father's grave and knelt for a long time.

"Dad, I will study hard. When I get into a university in Beijing, you must live a hundred years of life."

"Okay, Dad is waiting for you to take the Peking University entrance exam."

"Uh, dad, it's a university in Beijing."

"Same, all the same, hahaha..."

The country road left Qiao Xiangqian's hearty laughter.

As soon as they entered the yard, they heard Sun Huifang shouting: "Lingling, dad, look, it's strange today. The reed chickens in the house have laid eggs! There are so many."

She carried the basket to show the father and daughter that the eggs laid by three reed chickens in the past two years could count them with ten fingers. Unexpectedly, five eggs were laid today, and chicken manure was still stained with onions.

"Huifang, look! This is what we earned when we bought flower mushrooms today. We bought two bags of noodles and oil and salt, and bought some things for Lingling. There are still 4 yuan and 6 cents left. You can put it away!"

Qiao Xiangqian's face turned red with excitement, like a general who returned from victory, throwing a pile of blue and green fur tickets into the basket.

Good days seem to be waving to them.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

The knocker on the wooden door was slammed, and grandma Yang Guixiang walked in. She was wearing a double-breasted coat that looked like the same old style, and a long string of cloth buckles from her neck, passing through her left chest, bent to the armpit on the left, and tied to the waist on the left.

Qiao Jinling especially dislikes grandma's eyes. The slits of the eyes are very narrow, and the ends of the eyebrows and the tips are connected together, which is sour and mean.

Yang Guixiang looked up and down at the family of three, her eyes were covered with brown patina and a little smile. Finally, she stopped her gaze on the basket in Sun Huifang's hand.

"Where did you steal eggs and money?"

Yang Guixiang rolled her eyes and looked at her disdain.

"Mom, this is what I have made from my own chickens, and the money is earned by selling flower mushrooms."

Qiao Xiangqian answered truthfully.

He has two older brothers, two sisters, and one younger brother below. He has never been welcomed since he was a child. He wants to get Yang Guixiang's recognition with a little bit of grades.

"Look at your promising prospects, look at your second brother-in-law. He lived that day, selling pots in the city, and it was very prosperous. You just wanted to show off your eggs, and it was not embarrassing!"

Yang Guixiang's mouth seemed to be picked out from a cesspool, and her speech was so stinking.

This kind of person absorbs other people's energy and spirit, and the people around her are very tired, but the more she lives, she becomes more and more energetic, and her face is full of redness. Wherever she is, flowers cannot raise water and spirit.

Yang Guixiang grabbed the basket and said casually: "Okay, your father is uncomfortable recently. These eggs are considered to be your filial piety. The poor family and poor business, ragged clothes, like a sunny child, are all holes. What else can you expect!!"

"Mom, can you leave two for Lingling to eat? The child hasn't eaten eggs for a long time."

Sun Huifang mustered up the courage to win a few eggs for her daughter.

"A money-losing guy! If you lose weight, you will eat eggs for free. Sooner or later, it's from other people's families! You'd rather keep them for the fourth family to eat. That's the serious grandson of my old Qiao family! In a few days of family worship, you can't rely on boys to support me. What's the use of a girl's movie?"

Yang Guixiang rolled her eyes and spoke without any scruples. She said that she would lose more if she could.

These words fell into Qiao Jinling's heart without saying a word. The various despises in the past and present life instantly aroused her anger. She rushed to her grandma and shouted hysterically: "Grandma, why are your mouth so smelly? If I am a money-lossing person, then you are a woman, and you are also a money-lossing person!!"

"Is there anyone who is a grandma like this?! I'll kill my children and look down on my granddaughter. When I get old, I see who can care about you?"

Qiao Jinling was right. In his previous life, uncles and uncles added two more aunts and kicked Yang Guixiang around like a ball. In the end, the group of people actually asked them to come and said that their daughter-in-law also had the obligation to support her.

"You damn it, you dare to scold me, a little bastard, a little long-term promotor, you don't know any etiquette at all! Today I will teach you a lesson for your parents, who is ignorant of the world!"

As he said that, Yang Guixiang took off one of the cloth shoes and was about to hit Qiao Jinling. Unexpectedly, Qiao Jinling, a man with a small heart, flashed and grabbed off the cloth shoes, and threw them out of the courtyard wall with a "swoosh".

"You...you...the third family, you don't care about this little coward! This is going to rebel!"

Yang Guixiang raised her feet, furious, and her throat seemed to be pinched. This child was probably crazy. When did she dare to treat her like this?!
Chapter completed!