Chapter 42: Only Leftover Soup

He's looking for himself to get under the stairs.

Qian Yulan didn't feel embarrassed at all, and the chopsticks fell at the moment.

"What to keep, she still has that face to eat? You didn't listen to what Zhao Tiezhu's daughter-in-law scolded just now, you don't expect her to fight for face, she doesn't scold her every day, don't say that she is still a child or something, if it weren't for her, you would be able to scold people like a grandson? Besides, what does a thirteen-year-old dead girl need to eat, isn't this a vegetable soup, hurry up and eat two bites, how can she starve to death? ”

Jiang Jianjun's face was ugly, and he didn't want to fight with his wife, so he had to turn his head and say to his little daughter:

"Xiaoman, are you hungry? Or, or you make do with a bite first, there is also a steamed bun here, you can eat it with vegetable soup, and you can eat it to your heart's content. Tomorrow, don't worry, tomorrow Dad will remember to leave you food. ”

The corners of Jiang Jiayin's mouth curled up when she heard this.

Stay tomorrow? Tomorrow there won't be either.

When she came back today, she told her mother about Jiang Yi's time after school, and the dishes for dinner every day in the future would be rationed.

Jiang Yi wants to eat?

Okay, it's good to eat leftovers, and it's leftover vegetable soup, eat like a dog.

Or else she'll be hungry!

Jiang Yi looked at the three people in the room coldly from beginning to end.

Before she came back, the three of them had already had dinner affectionately, they were a family in this family, and they were outsiders.

Jiang Yi turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Jiang Jianjun was frightened by his youngest daughter going to the factory yesterday to make trouble, and when he saw her like this, he hurriedly went over and stopped: "Xiaoman, where are you going?" ”

"Cook your own meals." Jiang Yitou didn't go back to the tunnel.

What, cook your own meals?

Jiang Jianjun was stunned.

Qian Yulan stood up on the ground: "Cooking? What are you doing, don't you have anything to eat, you stop me, I see that you dare to touch my kitchen things to try, what's the matter, I ate an egg in the morning, who are you threatening? ”

Jiang Yi really stood still.

It's just that at the same time, the doors and windows of the house are also opened.

Jiang Yi raised his voice and said, "Don't let me do it?" Mom, do you mean that you don't wait for me to eat first, and you eat all the meat and vegetables, so I can only eat leftover soup and can't fill my stomach with a steamed bun, right? ”

"You, you, you!" Qian Yulan was so angry that she rushed over to close the window, "What are you shouting, what's wrong with letting you eat vegetable soup, what face do you have to eat meat and vegetables, and don't look at you now that you can't even enter key classes, you also have the face to eat your grades?" ”

"Mom, you can say this lightly, if you really have good grades to eat, will I get better grades in the next exam, and Jiang Jiayin will be like me in the future, only worthy of eating vegetable soup?"

"Or, if her grades have regressed, shouldn't she even be qualified to eat?"

Jiang Yi turned his head to look at Jiang Jiayin and sneered.

The smugness on Jiang Jiayin's face slowly disappeared.

staring at Jiang Yi gloomily, she didn't know why, she always felt that the dead girl's words were like warning her in advance.

But why does this damn girl dare to say that, it's just a little better in mathematics, and she really thinks that her grades can surpass her?

"You!" Qian Yulan was also so angry that she couldn't speak.

She also wanted to agree hard, but thinking of the dead girl's performance in school yesterday, the results were like sitting on a monkey, who knows if it was really brain-opening.

Jiayin's previous grades were good, but it was also the level of the top ten in the class, if this little beast really surpassed, where would she be willing to eat leftovers for Jiayin?

Jiang Yi turned around and went directly to the kitchen.