Nuannuan also likes her cousin Yang Lingling.

Compared with the fashionable and cheerful Yang Qing, the shy and introverted Yang Lingling makes her feel more comfortable.

When Yang Lingling heard her father's words, she smiled sheepishly, and then looked at Nuan Nuan timidly.

"Cousin, you are so proficient in electronic technology, can I ask you some questions?"

Her face is flushed, and her eyes are looking at Nuan Nuan expectantly.

A warm smile.

"Okay."

The two happily went back to do their homework.

Yang Qing sat on the sofa without interest, watching TV programs.

Her mother, Feng Shi, pushed her.

"Qingqing, your cousin finally came here. You should go and talk with them. It's better for young people to play together."

Feng made such a request, so Yang Qing went over and came back within two minutes.

Mrs. Feng saw that she was back.

Frowning.

I can't help but wonder in my heart, maybe Nuan Nuan doesn't like her daughter, so she doesn't play with her.

They are all relatives, why are they separated from each other?

"Why are you back? Your cousin Nuan Nuan is here. Please play with her more."

Yang Qing lay on the sofa listlessly, picked up a fashion magazine and read it.

"The two of them were discussing physics problems, and I couldn't even say a word while I was standing there, so I came back first."

If we talk about fashion, beauty and hairdressing, she is very good at it.

But when it comes to learning problems, her eyes darken, especially those in mathematics and physics. She feels that those words are like caterpillars twisting.

I stood there awkwardly for a long time. I really couldn't say anything and was bored, so I came back first.

Mrs. Feng glared at her with hatred.

Their niece, whom they have never met, looks like she is a wealthy person, so being able to come abroad is very important.

It’s such a great opportunity to hold my thigh, but my daughter is like a piece of wood and doesn’t know how to stick it up. I’m really pissed off.

If it weren't for the fact that her mother-in-law was still there, she would have wanted to stand up and pull Yang Qing over.

A very stiff smile appeared on his face.

"Qingqing, you can't be so willful. Your cousin just came here and is not familiar with foreign countries. And you cousins ​​haven't seen each other for so many years. There must be a lot to talk about. You just stand aside and wait until they finish writing the questions.

If we want to chat again, go to the kitchen and make a pot of scented tea, and bring some bread and snacks to them so that they don’t go hungry."

Feng was kind-hearted and asked Yang Qingqing to go over and communicate with them, but Yang Qingqing showed her face unwillingly. She felt that her mother asked her to work as a servant. When had she ever been so angry?

Why should I order my cousin to work when she comes here?

He pouted and snorted.

"I'm not going. The two of them were giving lectures, and I fell asleep listening to them, and I couldn't get a word in, so I might as well come over and watch TV."

Anyway, no one should order her to do work, especially serving tea and water. If this kind of work was done by their servants in the past, how could she do it in her status?

It definitely won’t work.

Feng resisted the urge to hit someone.

She forced a smile and prepared to persuade Yang Qingqing again, but Grandma Yang, who was wearing a sweater beside her, raised her eyes and looked at her.

He pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He spoke in a neutral tone and said: "The two of them are studying there. It's quite boring for Qingqing to stand there. Let her sit here and watch TV for a while. How can a cow be forced to have its head pressed if it doesn't drink water?

That’s right. Qingqing doesn’t like studying very much. Even if you want her to read, you might as well just let her go.”

When Mrs. Feng heard what Grandma Yang said, she didn't dare to say anything anymore. She could only look at Yang Qingqing with her eyes. How could she have given birth to such a thing that 46 didn't understand? She couldn't even understand her words.

This old woman is obviously partial.

I like my youngest son so much that I even love his daughter.

Such a golden boy, why shouldn’t his daughter be allowed to go?

Mrs. Feng was angry in her heart, and became even more angry when she saw her daughter beside her.

"Okay, listen to me. But it's getting late now, Qingqing. Let's go to bed after watching some TV. Don't delay school tomorrow."

When it comes to school, Yang Qingqing is listless.

"Mom, my classmates have started doing part-time jobs recently. I also want to find a company for an internship. Can you help me arrange it?"

It’s best to have more money, less work, and be comfortable.

Ms. Feng was so angry right now that she had no time to tell her this.

"You also know that your classmates are looking for jobs on their own, and you have to rely on yourself. Who do your dad and I know? We are just working hard in the company."

At this point, Feng's voice changed.

Bringing the topic to Nuannuan again.

"Mom, I wonder what Nuannuan does? Is she going abroad on a business trip? Can you help me ask later if there is any good job? Can you introduce it to our family Qingqing?

We are all sisters, supporting each other."

Grandma Yang gave her a sideways look.

Smiled contemptuously and said nothing.

My second daughter-in-law has always been very thoughtful. After being together for so many years, I know what she wants to do with just one look in her eyes.

Why haven't you done it yet? I just want to suck my granddaughter's blood, which is embarrassing for her.

"Nuan Nuan is still a student in school, what can she do? You, as an aunt, are really naive. She is only one year older than Qing Qing, so let her find a job for Qing Qing.

It’s a good thing that you can come up with this method. If you have the time, it’s better to let her go out and submit a few more resumes. Everything depends on the family, when will she grow up. Qingqing, you..."

Before Grandma Yang finished speaking, Yang Qingqing stood up and looked at her impatiently

One glance.

"Okay, I get it. I keep saying these words back and forth. It makes my ears go numb. If I can find a good job by myself, can I still count on my family? Humph."

He hummed, threw down the magazine in his hand, and went back to his room.

Yang Qingqing's ignorant look makes it really difficult for Feng.

I smiled bitterly, trying to get rid of her artificiality.

As a result, before she could speak, the others stood up and left.

"Mom, it's time for the children to go to bed. I'll take them up to bed first."

Everyone left one after another.

Grandma Yang also collected her own yarn.

"It's getting late, let's all take a nap."

After saying that, he glanced at Feng and left.

For a while, the entire living room was empty.

Feng felt that this was a humiliation to her, and she felt that her mother-in-law was targeting her.
Chapter completed!