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"You have to raise your own children. Your father and I are so old, how can we afford to raise them? Isn't this killing us?" Li Qiuxiang forced Ji Mu to work.

She began to save money secretly, which was for her grandson who was studying in the city.

Not only that, she also secretly saved eggs at home, and vegetables she grew. When she saved enough, she would take them to the market. When Ji Yang and his wife were not around, she would leave them at the door.

Ning Feng almost jumped up and fought with her, calling her an old man. Ji Mu and Ning Feng also quarreled frequently, and almost everything in the house was smashed.

Every day was on the verge of divorce, and life was in a mess.

"I'm going to die, I'll just jump into the river and die."

"I won't live anymore, I won't live anymore."

"I'll die at your doorstep, and even if I become a wandering ghost, I won't let you Ji family go."

...

Ning Feng caught Ji Mu cheating, and rolled on the ground crying.

"If you die, I will ask the Taoist priest who collects ghosts to come and send you to the eighteenth level of hell, and you will never be reborn!" Ji Mu had enough of her shrewish behavior, and his words were also vicious.

Ning Feng was obese and had high blood pressure, her eyes turned white, and she fainted with anger.

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The Ji family was in a mess, but Ji Yang's side was very quiet. Li Qiuxiang could come and see her grandson. If she kept talking nonsense, he would call Ji Chunjun.

Don't come to disturb his life in the future.

After treating her several times, she was calm. She held her grandson tightly and didn't dare to say much.

In the evening.

"Take him to take a bath." Ai Li handed her son to Ji Yang and touched his little nose.

Ji Jin started to laugh.

"Smile, smile, smile." Ai Li was touched by his cuteness, and reached out and tapped him a few more times, "He just cried non-stop."

The other party continued to laugh.

Ji Yang took off his clothes, and a hundred yuan fell out.

"This..." Ai Li picked it up and looked at the hundred yuan in her hand.

"Mom gave it to me. She came today." Ji Yang continued to help his son undress and carried him into the bathroom.

Ai Li looked at the money in her hand with mixed emotions. This was not the first time she stuffed money into his pocket. Sometimes it was a few hundred, sometimes fifty.

To say that Li Qiuxiang was bad, she was not. To say that she was good, she was not good either, but she was not unforgivable.

Does she love her son?

She didn't think so.

It was just because this was a boy. If she had given birth to a girl, she would be a sinner and might not be considered a human being in Li Qiuxiang's eyes.

"Xiao Li, his little towel is outside." Ji Yang's voice came from inside.

"I'll get it." She put the money in the drawer and walked quickly to the balcony.

Ji Jinyi had just turned one year old. Every time he took a bath, he was excited. He slapped the water with his hands and splashed Ji Yang all over.

He cried as soon as he was picked up.

"Okay, okay, we're done washing and going shopping." Ji Yang quickly wiped him dry, "Go pick up your sister, then go shopping."

"Be good, Dad will dress you."

Ji Jinyi was restless and ran inside, so Ji Yang had to drag him out, babbling and pouting to get dressed.

"Go pick up your sister." Ji Yang said this and he would behave better.

Xiao Qiaoyi didn't go to learn swimming, she went to paint on weekends and learned piano at night, and the piano class would end at 8:30.

After packing up, the family went to the training structure to pick her up.

Ji Jinyi had just learned to walk, staggering, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and denim overalls, with big eyes looking at the door.

When he saw Xiao Qiaoyi, his eyes lit up, his hands stretched forward, and he ran forward with his little feet.

He was so excited.

Xiao Qiaoyi smiled when she saw him, and ran over with her schoolbag on her back. The siblings hugged each other, each more excited than the other.

"There are so many people, Dad will hold you." When they walked outside, Ji Yang stretched out his hand to him.

Ji Jin shook his head, held Xiao Qiaoyi's hand, turned around, and gave Ji Yang a cold back.

"You just hold your sister's hand?" Ai Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He nodded again, continued to hold Xiao Qiaoyi's hand, and walked very unsteadily, so Xiao Qiaoyi had to hold him.

Ai Li and Ji Yang didn't care, and walked behind the two of them, watching the siblings walk forward, watching the two small figures, with tenderness in their eyes.

"It's good." Ji Yang looked at her sideways.

She smiled, stretched out her hand to hold Ji Yang's arm, and rested her head on his shoulder, "Yes, it's good."

However, no matter how close the relationship is, there will be conflicts, and the two are no exception.

Children love to make trouble.

Ji Jin often messed up Xiao Qiaoyi's drawing paper and snatched toys from her sister.

He didn't think it was snatching, but thought that what his sister played was fun.

If his sister didn't play, he wouldn't play either. If his sister played, he would play too, so the conflict arose.

"Who snatched whose?" Ji Yang looked at the two people with red eyes. He and Ai Li had always stood for who was right, and did not ask Xiao Qiaoyi to give in to Ji Jinyi.

Ji Jinyi hugged the toy, tightly protected it in his arms, quickly crawled to the side, stood up and wanted to run, thinking that he ran very fast, but was soon brought back by Ji Yang to apologize to his sister.

This naughty child was still not convinced, and wanted to snatch it, scratching people with his claws. He learned Ji Yang's fierceness and became obedient after being hit on the back of his hand a few times.

Of course he cried after being beaten, sitting on the ground and crying loudly. After taking care of two children, Ji Yang's temper was relatively restrained, and he would talk to him about the reason and let him think carefully.

As soon as he left, Xiao Qiaoyi handed the toy over, "Don't cry, brother, I'll give it to you to play with."

Ji Jinyi looked at his sister, aggrieved, took the toy and hugged his sister and cried, accusing Ji Yang of the crime, and vowed to tell his mother.

"Sister, you have to testify for me." He looked at her while breathing in, not to mention how pitiful she was.

"Okay." Xiaoqiaoyi nodded heavily.

The two children continued to play, and soon forgot about it.

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In Ji Jinyi's impression since childhood, in other families, the elder sister gave way to the younger brother, and the elder gave way to the younger.