Chapter 11 Hate

This time is not like the time when Qiao Nan was reborn, people were selling hundreds of bills, looking at the smallest pile of money in his hand was only one penny, and the largest denomination was only one dollar.

Qiao Nan counted it, and it turned out to be a little more than ten yuan.

In the late 1980s and early 1990s, money was still worth money, and this ten dollars was more expensive than the one hundred dollars in the 21st century.

In her previous life, she used the ten dollars to buy Qiao Zijin a pair of black leather shoes, which she wore in a very foreign style, and even matched her with a skirt.

Qiao Zijin was wearing the outfit she bought for ten yuan, and went to her new school for senior high school.

In this life, she will never spend a single point on Qiao Zijin again!

With a "huge sum" in his pocket, Qiao Nan went straight out the door, but Qiao Zijin couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

When Ding Jiayi came home, Qiao Nan had left for more than an hour. Ding Jiayi wiped her hands: "Where is Qiao Nan?"

Qiao Zijin looked worried: "Mom, Nan Nan wants to find books for the first and second grades of junior high school today."

"..." Ding Jiayi was taken aback.

"Nannan seems to have guessed that you sold her book. Just now Nannan went out to visit her. I tried to stop her, but I couldn't. Mom, do you think Nannan will go to find Dad?"

Qiao Zijin had a headache. Didn't Qiao Nan dislike her parents arguing because of her relationship? Now why does she always go to her father for trivial matters, causing her parents to quarrel with her?

"I really owed her in my previous life, and I'm here to repay the debt in this life!" Ding Jiayi immediately took off the apron she had just put on, and threw it on the ground angrily: "In order to give birth to her, I lost both your father's and my iron rice bowl. You Dad was originally a soldier in the army, but he was already a company commander, almost a battalion commander. Because of her, your dad has nothing! It’s not enough for her to ruin your dad’s future, do you still want to ruin your life?! "

Ding Jiayi really regretted having a second child.

If she doesn't have a second child, Old Qiao must be the battalion commander now, and she is the battalion commander's wife, and she works in the government. Although her life is not important, she is better than leisure.

Not having a second child, even if the life of their family is not envied by everyone, at least she can hold her head high in the compound.

In order to have a second child, the future of their husband and wife was completely ruined. What did she owe her youngest daughter in her previous life!

Raising the youngest daughter is so big, not only can the youngest daughter not help at all, she will only waste the family's money, causing her troubles and destroying her relationship with Old Qiao.

What evil did she do to give birth to such a daughter? !

When Qiao Zijin heard Ding Jiayi bring up the old matter again, it was rare that she didn't express any opinions.

Speaking of this matter, Qiao Zijin hated Ding Jiayi no less than Ding Jiayi. Unlike Ding Jiayi, Qiao Zijin hated Qiao Nan's appearance for preventing her from becoming the battalion commander's daughter, but she also hated Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi in her heart. This is for the parents.

Isn't it enough for parents to have her as a daughter? Why do they have to have a second child and a younger brother?

If Qiao Nan was his son, let alone lose his job because of this son, her mother would be happy to spend all the family money on his son.

When the time comes, it will not be Qiao Nan who her mother is pointing at and scolding, but her eldest daughter.

Qiao Zijin knew very well that Qiao Nan's birth was not wrong, the fault was that Qiao Nan was not a son, not the son her parents would rather lose their jobs and hope to have!

Thinking about it, Qiao Zijin picked a scar on his palm.

That was when she was two years old, her mother was pregnant, she just rushed up to hug her mother's leg, her mother was afraid that she would hit her belly and throw her away, and she knocked on the ground when she fell.

More than ten years have passed, and the wound has healed, but it has left a scar that will never fade away.

Qiao Nan didn't know what happened at home after she left, and what she didn't know was that Qiao Zijin had such a complicated psychology.

She took more than ten yuan and went to the old product recycling station.

"Little girl, do you have any scraps to sell?" The uncle at the recycle bin was wearing an old blue cloth hat,

The face and hands are clean, and the clothes are not dirty.

Qiao Nan shook her head: "Master, I'm not here to sell things, I just want to buy something."

The uncle felt strange: "Shopping, come to my place? What do you want to buy?"

Qiao Nan glanced at it and said directly: "Master, do you have any books here? I want to read the books from the third year of junior high school."

The uncle raised his eyelids, and didn't ask much: "If you don't think it's dirty, you can go in and search by yourself. How much do you find, and we will count the money?"

"Okay, thank you, sir."

Qiao Nan didn't dislike the smelly and messy recycle bin, and turned it over very carefully.

Every year, there are a group of people who graduate from junior high school, and there are many people like Ding Jiayi who will sell their books.

So, Qiao Nan didn't flip through it for a while, but she really turned up the textbook for junior high school courses.

It was also Qiao Nan's luck. Not only did Qiao Nan find the textbook he wanted, but the notes in this set of textbooks were not only clear about the problem-solving process, but also very detailed.

With just one glance, Qiao Nan identified the owner of this set of books, and turned out all the books with this handwriting, including some schoolwork books.

Picking and picking, besides the main subjects, Qiao Nan really picked out a few exercise books of the owner of the notebook.

Looking at the quality of the paper, Qiao Nan felt that this feather training book was not only not cheap, it seemed to be a foreign product.

"Hey, did you pick such a pile?" The uncle came over and saw that there was a pile neatly stacked beside Qiao Nan, and he knew that these were Qiao Nan's picks.

"Yeah." Qiao Nan wiped his wet face, and just wiped it with the back of his hand, and there were a few patterns on the beautiful jade-white face.

Seeing that the white, tender and beautiful little girl suddenly turned into a little tabby cat, the uncle smiled: "So many books, can I take them away?"

When asked by the uncle, Qiao Nan was stunned. The books she picked were too heavy. She could move them in several trips, but where would they be placed after buying them back?

If her mother sees it, don't ask, she buys the books back, and her mother can have them taken away.

And it's not easy to tell her father about it. Her father has to go to work, and it's impossible to stay at home every day. Her mother won't let her keep these books after her father leaves.

"Grandpa, I definitely want these books. You keep them for me, and I'll get them back when I go. If you're worried, I'll pay you first?"

After finally finding what she wanted, Qiao Nan didn't want to miss this opportunity, so she could only ask the uncle.

The uncle waved his hand: "No, I'll keep this book for you."

Except for this little girl who will come to him to buy books, which one of the others is not here to sell.

"Thank you, uncle." Qiao Nan smiled gratefully at the uncle, and then trotted away.

In Zhai's house, Zhai Hua, who just woke up, was brushing his teeth with a cup, and then saw a little girl walking back and forth in front of their house, wanting to enter but not daring to enter.

Zhai Hua spit out the toothpaste bubbles in his mouth and rinsed his mouth, she doesn't know this little girl.

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