: Shameless Domestic Violence (7)

Ji Yang looked at her, and there was a slight fluctuation in her heart. In the end, she had been suffering all the way, her guilt rose, and she reached out to wipe her tears.
Jiang Ling, don't overdo it, turned and turned his back to him, "I really don't know what you think now and how to live this kind of life."
She questioned more than once and knew that Ji Yang would not be afraid.
What is he afraid of? Divorce and remarry is that no one is more happy.
Suddenly, being hugged from behind, Ji Yang buried her head in her neck, and her voice was a little trembling, "I'm sorry, really, to you, to the children, and to this home."
Jiang Ling struggled twice, unable to tear him off.
She will apologize this time. She used to quarrel with her before. It is useless to say too much. She has no power to argue.
"I will work new products, make good cakes, and live with you and Beibei." He said with assurance.
"Then you can make your cake well!" Jiang Ling took a breath, pulled his hand away, didn't look at him, walked over to do her own business.
What can she do? What good is it to argue with him? I never know if he will leave tomorrow. What if he is drunk and not beaten?
"Can I still report for the interest class? Report to Beibei today?" Ji Yang said behind her. "She will report whatever she wants to learn."
"Who can't say by mouth?" Jiang Ling politely poked at him.
Other girls are learning to dance, draw, and play the piano. She has a lot of money these days. She wants to give her daughter one of her favorite paintings, which is 300 yuan a month. If you make profits in these two days, you do n’t need to hesitate , But Ji Yang is like a time bomb.
"I don't need to say, I will still make pastries." Ji Yang took the baked puffs aside and naturally shifted the topic. "I will do the activities today to see how the sales are going."
Jiang Ling looked aside. He had made a few egg tarts and was making puffs. Anyway, he didn't know if he could sell them. The cost was a few hundred yuan.
She took down the soy milk, and was not idle.
"Bell Bell Bell."
"The sun is warm in the morning ..."
The school's wake-up broadcast can go a long way, and students have stepped into the campus one after another. There are also many students at the door of the cake shop, as well as parents who send students.
"Egg tarts are half off, one by one, freshly baked, three puffs in a box of five, and four for five today."
"Yes, it's just a discount today."
Ji Yang is installing puffs and tarts, put them in a transparent box, and then staple them with a stapler.
"If you buy it individually, you can buy two for five."
"Then I want a box."
"I also want."
...
Jiang Ling was pouring soy milk. Yu Guang looked at Ji Yang's moves and packed them, box after box, and soon sold out a large plate. He quickly ran into it to get it.
Elementary school students use more cash. Parents occasionally scan codes to pay online. Her mobile phone is constantly vibrating.
" Transfer to you ..."
" Transfer to you ..."
" Transfer to you ..."
auzw.com ...
Although the discount is great, it will definitely not lose money. If you continue to do so, you will become famous and the profits will be considerable in the future.
"mom..."
When Ji Sibei was carrying her schoolbag down, the flow of people was much less. Jiang Ling answered her, but did not look back, still pouring soy milk.
"Puffs." Ji Sibei walked over, Jiang Ling was about to speak, looked at Ji Yang in the last three clips, and handed them to a parent, "only four dollars and five today."
"No ..." Ji Sibei blinked her small eyes. Although she was a little lost, she didn't say anything. She had to sell everything in the morning and make money. She couldn't eat.
"Dad will do it in the afternoon." Jiang Ling looked at her like this and couldn't help but export the sentence. After realizing it, she realized that Ji Yang had not been agreed, and she thought the atmosphere was weird.
Such intimacy has naturally been gone for a long time.
"Dad left one for Beibei. After the kitchen, Beibei can take it to school in a while. After breakfast we can eat again." Ji Yang's face remained unchanged, smiling like this.
"Really?" Ji Sibei's eyes glowed brightly.
"Of course." Ji Yang picked up the empty plate and looked at Jiang Ling sideways. "You look at the store and I send her to school. There is also a plate of egg tarts not sold out."
"Um." Jiang Ling nodded.
Ji Yang put the breakfast in Ji Sibei's bag and looked up at her, "Well, do you want to pay for the interest class? The teacher will not report it?"
"I don't know. Just ask."
"Then I'll ask? If she can, let her go?" Ji Yang discoursed.
"Beibe don't go to work, they are playing at work, Xiaoshuo said that the teacher doesn't teach them anything." Ji Sibei looked at him and said, "Mom bought Beibei painting paper, and she can paint at home. They all look good. "
The child is so sensible, Jiang Ling is not happy, how many sensible people are forced out? Not for understanding her? She would not feel relieved, she would simply hate her incompetence.
"But following the teacher's drawing, Beibei can draw a better picture, and the teacher receives very little money." Ji Yang squatted down, looked down at her, and said softly.
"A lot of money." She lowered her head. Mom and Dad had no money. Dad would quarrel with Mom. Mom would cry. They would not be able to sell their cakes, let alone no money.
"But the teacher said it is very small. Dad can make money selling puffs today. Beibei can learn for many days, so many a month." He slowly induced, "Egg tarts and puffs are sold, and Beibei is in the teacher. Learning to paint there, my parents can save time to do more and earn more money. "
She is still a child and does not need to bear that much. Ji Sibei of the last life has developed a sensitive and lowly child.
All these changes have come from this family. She has endured tremendous pressure in the subtle way. Not only is the material poor, but also the spirit is poor, and she is extremely unrecognized.
"Can you?" Ji Sibei asked cautiously, with expectation in her eyes, "Beibe obediently followed the teacher to draw pictures, and parents could make more money."
"The shop is very busy at this time, so I can only ask Beibei to go to the hobby class. With other children, I will pick up when my parents are free, okay?" Ji Yang asked her opinion.
"Okay." Ji Sibei responded quickly.
Jiang Ling looked at the smiling face of her daughter, and then looked at Ji Yang who held her up. No matter what kind of husband he was, he was thinking about his daughter at this time.
Ji Yang took Ji Sibei to school, and reported an interest in painting and a dance class.
Jiang Ling received his phone call, and he asked her to transfer the money directly to the teacher. She didn't hesitate. The money was made this morning instead of fooling around for Ji Yang. She was happy to pay it out.
Ji Sibei's smile never stopped.
She is just a child no matter how sensible, the whole class goes. She feels like being isolated because her family is poor and her parents have no money.
The child's mind is the most sensitive. The follow-up harm caused by this incident in the last life can be recalled many years later and became a thorn in her heart. She will take the hard-earned salary to the painting class and buy a child Mom had no money to buy her, but there would be no more joy and expectation at that time.
The author has something to say: I'm late ... sorry, sorry, two more nine. skbdowngg