Qiao Nan sat up. "Dad, I am hungry. When can we eat?"
"Soon. Dad will prepare the fish for you." When Qiao Dongliang heard that Qiao Nan was hungry, he could not be bothered with Ding Jiayi. He ran to the kitchen with the freshly bought chilies.
"Wait, I will do it." Ding Jiayi looked at Qiao Nan angrily. From the looks of it, Qiao Nan was determined to have her small yellow croaker with a lot of chilies in them.
When Ding Jiayi glared at Qiao Nan, the latter had lowered her head and was reading her books.
Qiao Nan waited until her mother left before putting down the book. For people like her mother, the best way would be to ignore them.
"Nan Nan, as expected, you are back earlier than I am." Carrying a schoolbag, Qiao Zijin, who came back from school, had to take almost half an hour more than before to reach the place Qiao Dongliang rented.
