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Chapter 189 What Can't Beat You Will Make You Strong

When Qiao Jinling walked outside, she found Qiao Jinfeng sitting on the steps, staring blankly at the road.

She didn't speak, and walked over quietly and sat next to Qiao Jinfeng. Qiao Jinfeng also knew that Qiao Jinling was coming, and the two sisters tacitly understood each other and chose to remain silent.

People are coming and going on the road, with happy smiles on their faces. It will be 1990 in a few days. For them, this will be the new 1990s.

Qiao Jinling did the math and found that it had been four years since he was reborn, and he was almost six years old when he was first reborn.

"Sister Jinfeng, do you still remember the scene when we first met?"

Qiao Jinqing asked excitedly.

"Of course I remember, you and the Golden Dragon were fighting by the Fairy River. I got the message and wanted to go and stop you. Thinking about it now, I was so cowardly and timid at that time. I always felt that my whole life was just like that, and I never thought about it.

There are other ways to live.”

Qiao Jinfeng raised his head as he spoke, and his thoughts suddenly returned to that unbearable time.

Qiao Jinling did not interrupt her and allowed her to continue recalling.

"Lingling, you don't know, I really thought it was dark at that time. My life was not good, and my parents ruined me. As long as I can remember, I have to get up before dawn to grind.

Weeding pigs, fetching water, cooking, there is no free time anyway, as soon as I stop, my mother will pull my head and scold me for being a lazy girl and a loser."

"I thought it was my fault, so I worked harder, but the more I made the more mistakes I got, and the more I got beaten. Later, when I got the Golden Dragon, being beaten and hungry became commonplace. In the cold winter months, I didn't make any mistakes, and I would do the same.

They were forced to kneel at the door, wearing single clothes, and passed out in the snow from the cold."

Qiao Jinfeng burst into tears. The wounds hidden in her heart had not been completely healed with the passage of time.

She doesn't understand why people are born into three, six or nine categories. They are all children of their parents, but they insist on distinguishing between those who are rich and those who are not.

"Sister Jinfeng, you are very brave! I remember the first time I saw you, you were so thin and small, and I didn't dare to look at anyone. Then I look at you now, your whole body is shining."

Qiao Jinling took Qiao Jinfeng's hand and continued: "Those days that I thought were particularly difficult in the past, now look back, and I don't think it's anything anymore. Because we are getting stronger. If we look at today in ten years, the painful things today will be

It won’t matter anymore.”

Qiao Jinfeng suddenly turned to look at Qiao Jinling, and her heart suddenly became clear.

This little sister is a brat, and she always has her own way of talking and doing things. She can always understand things that others cannot understand through just a few words, as if she has lived a lifetime.

"Lingling, although I am your sister, I always feel that you are older than me. Sometimes you look like my sister."

Qiao Jinfeng's eyes were sincere and she didn't mean to be joking at all.

"Haha, then you are admitting it. From now on, I will be your sister. You will be my sister, and I will protect you, sister."

Qiao Jinling was laughing and joking, trying to fool him.

"You little girl, I just complimented you a few times, but you are not serious. In fact, you are right. Now when we talk about the past, we can treat it as a joke. Looking at today in a few years, it will also be a joke."

Qiao Jinling's eyes became firm.

"Sister Jinfeng, you will have better people by your side in the future. What's more, we girls don't have to get married. As long as we live happily, it doesn't matter whether we marry or not."

Qiao Jinling hinted that Qiao Jinfeng did not want to make the girl's emotional affairs too clear.

"Hey, you little girl, how old are you? You open your mouth and keep your mouth shut to get married. Are you ashamed?"

Qiao Jinfeng, who was originally in a low mood, was teased by Qiao Jinling and started to laugh.

She was originally a girl with a clear mind, open-minded and easy-going. She was lucky to get things but not life. She did not indulge in people or things that she could not get. Especially after Qiao Jinling's enlightenment, she became more calm and calm.

The two sisters were sitting on the steps, laughing and joking.

"It's so cold outside, you two silly girls, come in quickly! There's a lot of food left to eat. Let me tell you, Lingling, it was you who encouraged your dad to go out to eat. You two can't eat.

Just drive back!"

Seeing that the two girls hadn't come back for a long time, Sun Huifang came out to ask them to go back. Seeing how they laughed together, although she cursed on her lips, she felt warm in her heart.

"I know, Mom, you see you have wrinkles. It's all because of worry. Didn't Dad say, if you can't finish eating, we'll take it back."

Qiao Jinling pushed Sun Huifang into the hotel, not wanting her mother to see anything strange about Qiao Jinfeng's expression.

When Qiao Jinfeng adjusted her mood and came in, she returned to being an elegant and gentle girl, as if those emotions just now had not caused any waves in her heart.

Even with such a little turmoil, I still had a very happy year.

A family of four stayed in the warm little nest, and the atmosphere was harmonious and extremely warm.

Qiao Xiangqian always imagined what it would be like in another ten years. That was the year 2000. Chinese people always have a complex about integers.

"Haha, dad, it's nothing like the year 2000. Life is still the same."

Qiao Jinling remembered that when she spent the new millennium, she and her mother had a hot pot meal and bought mutton that they were reluctant to eat. The mother and daughter ate so much that their mouths were full of oil and their bellies were round.

Now, it won’t be 2000, we can have whatever we want to eat. The most important thing is, dad is still around.

After the Chinese New Year, Qiao Xiangqian got up and returned to Hainan. Even if he was reluctant to leave, it was time to say goodbye.

"Dad, take care of yourself along the way."

Qiao Jinling shouted loudly to the departing train, feeling as if a piece of her heart had been dug out, leaking wind and leaking flesh, and it could not be filled.

"Third Aunt, this is the money that Third Uncle gave me. He insisted on giving it to me, but I don't want it. I'll give it to you now!"

Qiao Jinfeng took out a wad of unity from the cloth bag, which was a total of 1,000 yuan.

"Jinfeng, since your third uncle gave it to you, then put it away properly. Just don't throw it away."

Sun Huifang reloaded the money for Qiao Jinfeng.

"This money is too much, Jinfeng can't have it."

"Good boy, your third uncle is afraid that you will treat yourself badly. Don't think too much. Seeing that you always look worried, your third uncle also feels sorry for you. Whatever you want to eat or buy, you can do it yourself.

Go buy it. Third uncle, third aunt knows that you are not a child who spends money randomly."

Sun Huifang touched Qiao Jinfeng's head. Now that they are about the same height, they look more like sisters.

"Then give it to Lingling."

Qiao Jinfeng felt ashamed and had to pay again.

"Sister Jinfeng, just accept what your father gives you. I will follow my mother and I will not lack anything. You study hard and don't think about anything. Our good days are ahead."

"Well! I will definitely study hard and get into college, and I will repay my uncle and aunt in the future."

Qiao Jinfeng nodded desperately.

"Good boy, third uncle and third aunt don't ask for anything in return. You and Lingling are the same, as long as you do well. Don't have so much psychological pressure."

Qiao Jinling feels that her mother is simply the best woman in the world, bar none.


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