"Qiao Qianqian! How can you make your own decisions? Why don't you discuss such a big family matter with me? This is 20,000 yuan. How long did we work hard to save this money?"
Sun Huifang, wearing her newly permed wavy hair, was so angry that she looked like a different person.
"I...I...that...Brother Ji...will not lie to me..."
Qiao huddled forward on the pony and whispered.
"You just believe him? Even if you believe him, we need to know more about him. How many people have said it well before, but when they see money, their eyes turn red and they turn against each other. This is not good for the whole family, let alone outsiders."
Sun Huifang kept talking. Qiao frowned forward and refused to talk back at first, but he couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "What's wrong with me just taking over? It's not like I just took it out and spent it randomly.
I also want to earn more money for my family. Look at how long you have been nagging me and making me a fool. You think I am not as good as a kid like Lingling, right?"
"Yes, I really don't think you are good at judging people. Even though she is young, she is much more mature than you. For such a grown-up person, she doesn't think twice before doing things. It's okay if she makes money, but if she loses money, that's
Our family foundation!”
The more Sun Huifang talked, the angrier she became. She knew that it was not easy to save these things, especially since Qiao Qianqian worked early in the morning and stayed late at night, riding a motorcycle to deliver things to people in the winter, and during the time when he was pickling cowhide, his waist was so tired that he could not straighten up.
"Compensate! You know how to pay, can you wish me something better? In your eyes, I am so useless? Do you regret marrying a useless man like me?"
Qiao Qianqian spoke unscrupulously, which immediately angered Sun Huifang.
"It's useless for me to dislike you? How much money did you have when we first got married? I didn't dislike you at that time, so how can I dislike you now?!"
Tears welled up in Sun Huifang's eyes. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time the two of them had quarreled.
Qiao Qianqian stopped talking and turned his head to one side, his face gloomy.
"Mom and Dad, please don't quarrel, okay?"
Qiao Jinling held Sun Huifang with one hand and held Qiao forward with the other. She knew that both of them were for the best of each other, but they just didn't communicate well.
They all say that when you have money, there will be no peace in the family. Is this the case for their family? The family was finally reunited and life was getting better and better, but now because of making money, is the family going to be separated?
"Ling Ling, Mom and Dad didn't quarrel, they just had different ideas. Mom knows that Dad wants to make more money for the family. It's not easy for Dad."
Sun Huifang knelt down and although she was talking to Qiao Jinling, she was actually talking to Qiao Qianqian.
"I'm sorry, Huifang. I had a bad attitude just now and I shouldn't have been angry with you. If you feel it's inappropriate, then I'll ask Brother Ji to get the money back."
Qiao Qianqian couldn't say anything nice, so he could only shake his body helplessly. He raised his hands to touch his wife, then put them down again. He did the same action over and over again, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his forehead.
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"Oh! Forget it. Since the money has been given away, there is no reason to get it back. Let's take it one step at a time."
When Sun Huifang saw her husband's helpless look, her heart softened again.
Although the couple reconciled, this matter was buried deep in their hearts, like a bomb, and they didn't know when it would explode.
Qiao Jinling also thought, isn't it just 20,000 yuan? If you pay, you will pay, as long as the person is good.
Unexpectedly, things were not as bad as expected. Ji Shijie would show Qiao Xiangqian's financial statements every month with a sincere attitude. For a moment, Sun Huifang felt strange about her villainous nature.
Everything was fine at home, and Qiao Jinling no longer worried. Liu Tiantian got her wish and became a little model, and was printed on the children's shoe calendar, and she was in the limelight.
The new semester is already halfway through before we know it. Not long after the Dragon Boat Festival, we are ushering in the winter solstice again. In the blink of an eye, it is the summer solstice. The weather is a bit hot in the morning and evening, and the students wear short sleeves, and they are still sweating due to the heat.
Qiao Jinling jumped up and moved to a new seat, sitting in the middle, which was just convenient for sleeping in class. The teachers were already used to this weird primary school student. It was enough to improve the grades of the whole class. Discipline was to restrain children who did not study well.
Class 3 of the first grade has also become the most eye-catching school in the school. In the past, parents were afraid that their children would be assigned to this class, but now they are eager to transfer their children through connections.
"Okay, students, that's it for today's Chinese class. I have one more thing to tell you."
Guan Mingyue closed the textbook, pushed up her glasses, cleared her throat, and said solemnly: "In order to improve the students' language proficiency and promote traditional culture, there is now a national poetry competition for primary and secondary school students. I hope everyone will sign up and actively participate to contribute to the school.
Win glory."
Her eyes glanced at Qiao Jinling.
At this time, Qiao Jinling was lying lazily on the desk, not taking Teacher Guan's words to heart. She suddenly remembered something. When she went to Beijing to take a photo with Song Yishan, he said he would send it to her when he got it.
I also forgot, why haven’t I sent it after such a long time?
Will Song Yishan forget it? Or did he not take the photo at all? Maybe for him, this is just a small thing.
Qiao Jinling didn't know why, but she felt a little disappointed. It was just a small group photo, what's the big deal? You absolutely couldn't write him a letter and ask for it, as it would appear that you were too proactive.
She was thinking wildly, and her ears suddenly caught the word "Beijing". She immediately sat up straight and widened her eyes. Could it be that the poetry competition was held in Beijing?
It was as she expected. She could only go to Beijing if she reached the finals. If Qiao Jinling wanted to go to Beijing, she had to reach the finals.
Her lazy heart finally had a wave of excitement. When she went to Beijing, she could ask Song Yishan for a photo in person.
This reason is very appropriate!
So as soon as Guan Mingyue finished speaking, she couldn't wait to raise her hand to fill out the form to participate. Isn't it just memorizing poems? As an adult, she faced a group of primary school students, and it only took a matter of minutes to reach the finals!
She thought a little too simply.
Although Qiao Jinling had memorized many poems, she had memorized them in the past and did not remember them completely. If she wanted to be stupid enough to enter the finals, she had to make up for her knowledge, otherwise she would probably be killed by a group of primary school students.
She took her father to the bookstore. "Three Hundred Tang Poems" was just a standard item. She bought all the poetry books available and took them home, which made her old father almost burst into tears.
The sky has eyes, the lazy girl finally has to work hard and work hard!!
Qiao Jinling memorized it both during the day and at night. She had memorized many poems before, and she remembered them as soon as she recalled them, so it was not strenuous.
In this way, she passed five levels, defeated six generals, and successfully entered the finals. She wrote to Song Yishan and told her that to her surprise, Song Yishan also entered the finals!
In other words, she and he were going to meet again.