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Ji Yang felt guilty and whispered, "My parents said they had no money at that time, and I couldn't bear to let them suffer so much, thinking that we are all family."

Honest and simple people don't think so. We are all family members, and we are all part of this family. We should try our best to help.

It's okay to be favored, but those who are not favored will be cannon fodder, working hard to make wedding clothes for others.

"You always say that my parents have no money and are suffering." Jiang Ling pursed her lips, "I don't believe that my parents didn't support my eldest brother to buy a house and a car two years ago."

Ji Yang didn't reply.

Even if Ji's mother and father didn't say it, he knew that they secretly supported 100,000 yuan, and the down payment for the house was only 180,000 yuan.

Jiang Ling walked towards him and said solemnly, "I don't expect my parents to help us a little, but you also know that it is a fact that you are not favored. I can only fulfill my obligations. I hope you have your own bottom line."

"Beibei is still young. How sad is her parents' attitude?"

Ji's father and mother will not go too far, just sneaking around, thinking that no one knows.

From supporting the purchase of cars and houses to the eggs laid by the hens at home or the vegetables and livestock raised by the family, she always thought about sending them to Ji Sheng and his wife who lived in the city.

Ji Yang was silent, with deep thoughts in his eyes.

In fact, there are many details that can be expressed, and the original owner also knows them, but people always like to deceive themselves, and they are all family members, so many things cannot be said.

Just because they couldn't say it before doesn't mean they can't say it now.

He and Ji Sheng didn't have a good relationship. In a family where parents are partial, it is unlikely that children will have deep feelings.

Those who are favored want to continue to be favored, and those who are not favored want to work hard to get a little love, so they are obedient, well-behaved and filial, but in the end they are taken for granted.

Jiang Ling also sat on the bed, speaking in a muffled voice, "Mom and Dad don't love Beibei, but she is our child, so I have to love her even more."

Otherwise, the child will feel inferior if he is hurt, and she understands this truth.

"Yeah." Ji Yang nodded, took a deep breath, and looked at her apologetically, "I've implicated you."

"It doesn't matter."

"Let's just live our own lives in the future. During the New Year and other holidays, we will do whatever our elder brother does. There is no need to please them. The money belongs to my parents, and I can't argue for anything. I will work hard to make more money so that you don't have to work so hard." Ji Yang made a promise.

Jiang Ling knew that he could only do this.

Should he go and argue with Ji's father and mother? Go and argue? Will they come back to this family in the future?

"I know you just feel uncomfortable, otherwise you wouldn't buy a gift for mom today. She likes it very much." He put her foot on his leg and patted her with a face full of courtesy, "Are you tired today?"

Jiang Ling looked at him, pursed her lips and put the other foot on his leg, raising her voice, "Tired, so tired!"

In fact, he was the most tired. Sometimes she hated Ji Yang's honest and unpromising. He did all the dirty and tiring work without saying a word. He should be the one who was hurt the most.

"I'll give you a massage." Ji Yang massaged her other foot, asking, "Is this enough strength?"

Jiang Ling slowly leaned against the side and hugged a pillow on one side in her arms, "Increase the strength, it's too light."

Ji Yang worked hard, nodded and increased the strength.

After a while.

The bathroom door opened, and Ji Sibei walked out. She was very good at hands-on work at a young age. Jiang Ling had just washed her hair, and she could take a bath, dry her body and put on her clothes by herself.

Ji Yang walked over and pulled her over, "Your hair is wet, Dad will blow it dry for you, or you will catch a cold."

Jiang Ling lay on the bed, watching him busying around, and then went to find a hair dryer to blow Ji Sibei's hair carefully.

He is really diligent, kind and enthusiastic, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

"Your hair is dry, go to bed and sleep with mom." Ji Yang pulled it out and touched her hair.

"Mom." Ji Sibei called sweetly and ran to the bed.

"Be careful." Ji Yang hurriedly reminded.

Jiang Ling looked at her daughter who was twirling her hands and feet when she got into bed, and gently touched her belly, "Brother and sister, sleep."

"Hiss." Jiang Ling was kicked in the belly.

Ji Sibei opened her little eyes wide, a little scared.

"Brother and sister are saying hello to Beibei, saying good night to sister." Jiang Ling softened her voice and touched her head.

"Good night." Ji Sibei touched her belly again and fell asleep contentedly.

There was only one bed in the room. Ji Yang was afraid that his daughter would kick Jiang Ling, so he carried her inside, slept in the middle, and Jiang Ling slept on the outside.

When Ji Yang fell asleep, he hugged her and held her tightly. She moved uncomfortably, and the other party said seriously, "Sleep well, you will fall down in a while."

"No, I don't turn over when I sleep." Jiang Ling said.

"What if?" Ji Yang slept a little deeper, hugged her in his arms again, touched her head, and slowed down his voice, "Sleep."

Jiang Ling: "..."

With this action and tone, did she think she was Beibei?

But she felt a little warm in her heart, and her hand was also attached to his, and both of their hands were placed on her belly.

But she didn't go to bed immediately. It was so late, and the one in her belly was still restless, kicking her from time to time, which was really helpless.

The next day.

When Fang Lan came down, Ji's mother was already busy. She cooked breakfast powder and was killing ducks. The ground was full of blood and scattered duck feathers.

She didn't want to come down so early, but Ji Yang said that yesterday, so she had to pretend.

"Mom."

She went over and called out. Mother Ji put hot water in the basin, put the duck in and stirred it, preparing to pluck its feathers. "There's breakfast in the pot, go and eat."

"Where's Dad?" Fang Lan looked around and asked. Father Ji wasn't there, and Jiang Ling and Ji Yang weren't there either. She couldn't just watch Mother Ji busy herself, right?

But she really didn't like tinkering with this, and could even say she was bored. She didn't even want to touch it. It was all blood and duck feathers, dirty and messy.