I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

School the next day.

The four little flowers of the motherland sat on a table again.

Do not know why.

Everyone's expressions froze.

That dejected look, like being beaten by frost.

The little face was very painful and wilted.

Little Lu Li sat on the chair.

Immediately, from her schoolbag, she took out several large bags of foreign candy that Song Qingwan had specially stuffed for her this morning.

Then, she pushed all these candies to Zhang Yiming, who had been standing all the time. The tender and crisp little milky voice felt extremely guilty.

She opened her big black and beautiful eyes and whispered,

"I'm sorry, Brother Yiming, my father is not in good health and will die at any time. Maybe, maybe he can't go to your house to dig coal..."

Zhang Yiming hasn't shouted yet.

Qu Qianqian also grabbed five candy boxes from her schoolbag, imitated Lu Li, and pushed it in front of Zhang Yiming glumly.

But her little face was aggrieved:

"Me too! My dad can't go dig coal either!"

"I originally went home happily and told him about it yesterday, but my dad didn't know what was wrong, he actually told me about it for three hours!"

"I keep saying that coal mining is not profitable, and it is still very hard work. Only people without brains can do this kind of work, so I must not marry such a person in the future, and also said that only his work is the most profitable. Yes, if you are looking for a husband, look for him like this!"

"Anyway, he just doesn't want to dig coal or make a lot of money. He just wants to laugh. I'm going to be mad at him. Hmph, I deserve my father to be so poor!"

Speaking of which, Qu Qianqian glanced at Qin Xiyan enviously:

"Brother Xiyan, your father is the best and most insightful. He knows what makes the most money. If only we could change fathers! Oh, by the way, brother Xiyan, why don't you sit down?"

Xiao Luli also found out, "Yes, brother Xiyan, what are you doing standing there all the time?"

Qin Xiyan's delicate and fair face was silent for a while, and after a few swipes, the writing board turned over:

I came home yesterday and my dad beat me up.

Butt pain.

I don't want to sit.

Qu Qianqian: "..."

Little Luli: "..."

Before the two little girls could ask him why he was beaten, Zhang Yiming next to him covered his buttocks with empathy and wailed:

"Me too, I was beaten when I got home yesterday!"

This time Qu Qianqian and Xiao Luli were even more surprised, "Why?"

Zhang Yiming was wronged, "I don't know either! Yesterday, when I got home, I asked my father if the construction site was recruiting people. My father said, yes, but I told him that your father wanted to dig coal— —”

Qu Qianqian was shocked: "Then you were beaten?"

Xiao Luli frowned in distress: "Does uncle dislike our father?"

Qin Xiyan also looked over, with worry in his eyes.

"Of course not, and I hadn't been beaten yet!"

The little fat man waved his hand, "My dad said that he welcomes your dad to dig coal, and he also said that for the sake of classmates, he wants to give your dad extra money, 400 yuan an hour!"

Xiao Luli and Qu Qianqian narrowed their eyes slightly and opened their mouths slightly: "Wow—400 yuan, how much?"

Qin Xiyan nodded again and again, flipping the writing pad: a lot.

Qu Qianqian asked again, "And then what?"

Xiao Luli: "Yes, why did uncle beat you?"

The fat man Zhang Yiming shook his head and said that he didn't know, and then continued to shout: