Chapter 8 Who was reading the novel just now
Zhang Chenghui didn't notice the novel that fell to the ground. She felt heartbroken and hugged Bai Qiaoqiao and said repeatedly: "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with you? How much grievances have you suffered? Is it so sad to cry? Did Bai Tong deliberately disturb you here just now? It's okay, I told my mother that you can't suffer grievances, and shed tears quietly here by herself."
Zhang Chenghui's voice was very loud. Bai Jianshe was preparing to take a shower and go to bed. Listening to such a voice, his heart was beating. Could it be that his daughter was really going to offend Bai Qiaoqiao?
Hearing this, he couldn't help but rush into Bai Tong's room angrily, and was about to question Bai Tong.
But when he watched Bai Tong lying on her bed, he had already slept soundly. The white gauze on his forehead clearly reminded Bai Jianshe that Bai Tong was injured, and Bai Tong had already rested.
Bai Jianshe could only turn around and go to Bai Qiaoqiao's room to see what was going on.
In Bai Qiaoqiao's room, Zhang Chenghui still hugged Bai Qiaoqiao's head tightly and pressed her against her chest, looking sad and angry: "Qiaoqiao, cry, cry as much as you want, mom is here, no one can bully you."
Bai Qiaoqiao was so amused that she was just obsessed with reading the novel and was immersed in the plot. However, now she was being held by her mother like this, and she didn't dare to struggle. She could only look out of the corner of her eyes and looked at the novel that fell to the ground accidentally, and secretly hoped that she would not be discovered by her mother.
She even quietly moved her toes, trying to kick the novel under the desk first.
Bai Jianshe just walked in, watching the mother and daughter crying with their heads, and then to Bai Qiaoqiao's toes, as if they were trying hard to reach the book on the ground. Bai Jianshe took a step forward, kindly picked up Bai Qiaoqiao, and patted the gray on it.
He saw this shot clearly.
This is not a book for learning. This is simply a novel, with the words "A Curtain of Dreams" printed on the cover.
Bai Jianshe is a worker after all, not a man with a rough crop in the countryside who knows nothing.
In the factory, he often listened to female employees discussing how sensational the novels written by Qiong Yao were, and how miserable the heroine of this dream was. They often cried while watching.
He stood in front of the mother and daughter who were still holding the novel book with a uglier expression, and asked Bai Qiaoqiao with a dark face: "Are you reading this novel just now?"
Bai Qiaoqiao heard Bai Jianshe’s question, and even courageously jumped twice.
She didn't care about pretending anymore, and immediately stood up from Zhang Chenghui's arms and said repeatedly: "Dad, no, I didn't see it."
"Then why do you have this novel under your feet?" Bai Jianshe asked.
"I don't know either." Bai Qiaoqiao said in a panic.
But after saying this, it felt unconvincing. She could only say: "I didn't know what happened just now. There was such a book in my schoolbag. I was wondering, how could there be such a book in this schoolbag?"
After hearing this, Zhang Chenghui immediately scolded Bai Qiaoqiao: "Qiaoqiao, how could you be so confused? There was a book inexplicably added in her schoolbag. Did someone deliberately frame you so that you could distract yourself from reading novels and delay your studies?"
After she said this, she reminded Bai Qiaoqiao. Bai Qiaoqiao immediately followed Zhang Chenghui's words and said, "Mom, did Bai Tong quietly stuff it into my schoolbag just now?"
After saying this, Zhang Chenghui immediately looked at Bai Jianshe: "Old Bai, look..."
Bai Qiaoqiao also turned her gaze to Bai Jianshe with a cautious expression: "Dad, I don't mean to suspect that it is Tongtong, but she just came here for no reason and wanted to run to me to study together. You must know that she didn't say anything to me in the past, and it is even more impossible to learn from me. This suddenly became so abnormal, of course, is suspicious."
Bai Jianshe has already believed in these words with great reason.
He is so tired every day, busy and often only sleeps for six or seven hours a day, and at other times, he is working and making money, just hoping that his two children can be more enthusiastic in their studies.
He is not a person with no vision. He works in the factory every day. Of course he knows that only by studying hard can he have a way out.
But now, whether Bai Qiaoqiao is reading novels or Bai Tong is reading novels like this, he is unwilling to see them.
Thinking that Bai Tong had already fallen asleep, and he was sleepy and tired now, he didn't want to make up for his family style at this moment.
He just said, "This novel is for the time being. I'm empty, let's interrogate Tong Tong."
After saying that, he took the novel and turned around and left Bai Qiaoqiao's room.
As a stepfather, he certainly knew how to avoid suspicion. He would never go to Bai Qiaoqiao's room if he had nothing to do.
If Zhang Chenghui hadn't made such a loud noise today and Qiaoqiao was so bullied that she cried, he would never have gone into the room to take a look.
Looking at Bai Qiaoqiao's room, with photos of celebrities of all sizes posted on the wall, Bai Jianshe said nothing except shaking his head.
Zhang Chenghui watched Bai Jianshe leave, and then persuaded Bai Qiaoqiao to come with great sincerity: "Qiaoqiao, you must be good, be obedient, and not be led by others. You should spend your thoughts on your studies. Do you know? Look at your mother, you are a vegetable farmer, and you are facing the loess all day long. How hard it is. You have to study hard and get into college early to have hope of breaking out of this farming school. Do you know?"
Bai Qiaoqiao expressed his obediently: "Mom, I remember this to me since I was a child. I will study hard. Of course I have to go to college. In the future, you won't have to work so hard and grow vegetables."
Seeing that his daughter was so obedient, Zhang Chenghui nodded with satisfaction, and then returned to the room between her and Bai Jianshe.
No matter what, I have to take this opportunity to say a few bad things about Bai Tong.
Unfortunately, when she entered the house, Bai Jianshe was too tired and fell on the bed and was already asleep.
Zhang Chenghui shook her head helplessly. She thought that she would go to the farmers' market to sell vegetables early tomorrow morning, so she quickly got into bed and turned off the lights to go to bed.
Bai Tong slept in one sleep, but there was no one at home. It seemed that Bai Jianshe went to work and Zhang Chenghui went to sell vegetables.
Bai Tong got up, turned on the honeycomb coal stove himself, and made breakfast for himself.
In the pot, there was also the porridge that had been cooked last night. Bai Tong heated a bowl of it and just served it to eat. Bai Qiaoqiao walked out of her room.
Bai Tong raised his eyelids and looked at Bai Qiaoqiao with a word, but said nothing.
They all slept until this time to get up, and they were even lazy than her patient.
I usually stay at home, but if I hadn't gotten up at six o'clock, Zhang Chenghui would have said that she was lazy, but now Bai Qiaoqiao doesn't get up until nine o'clock.
The white boy lowered his head and prepared to have a meal on his own.
With a "bang", Bai Qiaoqiao stepped forward, grabbed the chopsticks from Bai Tong's hand and slapped them on the table.
Chapter completed!