It can be said that which school Qiao Zijin studies has not been decided yet, and Qiao Zijin studies the tuition fees of the first semester of the University, but also does not know where.

So Qiao Zijin is more anxious to wait for money than Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan wants to try. Under such circumstances, will her father take her money and solve the problem of Qiao Zijin's college education first.

Looking at the money in his hand, Qiao Dongliang doubted and hesitated for a moment.

Finally, Qiao Dongliang took a deep breath: "Nannan, you take your ID card and go to the bank with me."

"What do you want to do with your ID card?" Qiao Nan's face relaxed a little.

"Go and get it."

Qiao Nan goes back to her room, takes her ID card and goes to the bank with Qiao Dongliang.

"Hello, I'd like to open an account for my daughter. I'd like to take the passbook and save the money."

"OK, I'd like to ask you to provide your ID card and fill out a form."

"Thank you." Qiao Dongliang took the pen and gave it to Qiao Nan: "Nan Nan, you look good, you fill it out yourself. With this experience, you can come alone in the future. "

"Oh." Qiao Nan took over the pen, even without looking at the examples, and knew how to write: "Dad, I wrote it."

"Pass it in."

The efficiency of the bank is very high. In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Nan deposited the money.

After leaving the bank and returning home, Qiao Dongliang handed the passbook directly to Qiao Nan: "Nan Nan, you are an adult, because of this, you have to learn to manage your own money. This is what you earn. Everything you earn in the future will be here. You can go to university two years later. Remember, this bankbook is not reliable in anyone's hands. You can't lose it unless you hold it by yourself, understand? One more thing, you have to remember. When you grow up, you should have your own rights. Don't tell me how much money you've earned, let alone your mother. You'll keep it for yourself. When you have something serious to use, don't give up on yourself. These money must be saved and taken, you know? "

"I see, Dad." Holding some burning bankbooks, Qiao Nan fully understood the meaning of Qiao Dongliang.

In the face of the bankbook, Qiao Nan is not only glad that she has such a father, but also sad that her parents are kind to her children.

The reason why her father asked her to keep the money in her own bankbook, not to give it to anyone, or even to tell him in the future is because his father didn't have that confidence. He was afraid that he would be confused one day, say something that would hurt her, and do something that would hurt her.

A daughter is good, a daughter is bad. As a parent, of course, I hope that the two children can balance a little and pull the weak one.

It's impossible for her mother to have such an idea, but her father will.

"Nannan, you should remember that when you grow up, you have to deal with many things by yourself. Don't ask your mother or me. I'm sure you can do it. " Qiao Dongliang's mood is very complicated.

It's such a proud thing that the little daughter is so capable and still studying, so she can save her college tuition for herself.

But the older daughter's time is obviously more urgent than the younger daughter's, but she only knows how to spend, not how to earn.

Qiao Dongliang is worried that his heart of looking forward to her becoming a phoenix will make him spend his little daughter's money on the big daughter one day.

No, no!

Knowing that he couldn't control the idea at all, Qiao Dongliang refused to touch the money. He should not even know its existence from now on.

Qiao Nan vomited a mouthful of dullness, and showed a relaxed smile: "Dad, don't worry, I remember your words, and I will take care of it myself."

Her father can have this heart to her enough, she is not qualified to ask her father from now on do not love Qiao Son Jin, do not treat Qiao Son Jin as a daughter.

I just don't know what will happen to Qiao Zijin in this life. Will he let Dad down, or even more disappointed, just like last life.

"Dad, we're going to Zhu's tomorrow. Uncle Zhu invites us to dinner." Qiao Nan is worried about putting her bankbook away.

"I won't go." Qiao Dongliang shakes his head, knowing that only Qiao Nan is the only one Zhu family really wants to invite, and he is a "hitchhiker".

"Go ahead. When we lived in the courtyard, our family was a little closer to Zhu's, but now it's far away. If the meal is too late, I will be afraid to come back alone. " Qiao Nan refused, but had to pull on Qiao's pillar.

Qiao Dongliang frowned and thought about it before he said, "OK, let's go tomorrow."

"Dad, it's Zhu's house." Last night, there was a big snow in Pingcheng, which made it more difficult for Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang to go to Zhu's house. Qiao Dongliang is riding a bicycle to Zhu's house.

The snow on the ground is not only white, which makes it difficult for people to walk. What's more, even if Qiao Dongliang is riding the track mark that others have ridden or the road that sanitation workers have shoveled snow, there is also a very thin layer of ice on the ground, which makes it even more slippery.

Originally, the road was not short. In addition to the slip, Qiao Dongliang was afraid of falling on Qiao Nan. He rode more carefully all the way. When Zhu's family arrived, Qiao Dongliang's face directly swelled red and his hair was wet with sweat."Dad, why don't you wipe your sweat, please?" Qiao Nan didn't expect that her father would be so tired after riding this road.

"Nothing." Qiao Dongliang habitually took Qiao Nan's handkerchief, wiped all the sweat on his forehead, and then returned the semi wet handkerchief to Qiao Nan: "go back to wash."

"Well."

"Uncle Joe, you and joanan are here at last. See who else is here." It's not Zhu's servant who opens the door for Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang, but Wang Yang, who Qiao Nan hates very much.

Staring at the smile on Wang Yang's clean face, it's easy to misunderstand that Wang Yang is a good boy.

"Well?" Qiao Dongliang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qiao Nan doubtfully. Who is this child, who is also the child of Zhu family?

"Dad, his name is Wang Yang, the son of aunt Zhu." Qiao Nan calls with Zhu Baoguo.

"Ah, oh." Qiao Dongliang's face changed. About Wang Yang, Qiao Dongliang heard Qiao Nan mention something, even if Qiao Nan didn't say it specifically, and the whole thing was speculation, and there was no real evidence. But Qiao Dongliang knew something about Wang Yang's work.

So, as soon as he knew who Wang Yang was, Qiao Dongliang immediately labeled Wang Yang as dishonest, thoughtful and bad.

Qiao Dongliang's strange eyes let Wang Yang's eyes flash past gloom. Wang Yang raised his mouth and sneered: "Uncle Qiao, Qiao Nan, there's a surprise."