Chapter 30: I Can't Give It to Auntie

"I just opened the refrigerator, and the bowl smashed at me like an eye, but instead of hitting me, it fell to my death......"

Ding Xiaoke's face was puffed out, his eyes were red, and his face was aggrieved, like an innocent rabbit. In Ding Wei's eyes, this appearance is a little girl who has not grown up.

She knew very well in her heart that this matter was clearly framed by Xu Ailian.

But she can't say it in front of Ding Wei, because Ding Wei won't believe her at all, but will blame her for being ignorant and putting the blame on others.

If she continued to argue, Ding Wei would only be even more angry, scolding her for disrespecting her elders, not loving her younger brothers and sisters, and raising a white-eyed wolf.

Even if her evidence is conclusive, as long as Xu Ailian runs in and cries a few words, argues a few words casually, and finds a few excuses to prevaricate, Ding Wei will be convinced, and then add a degree to her crime.

It's always been like this since I was a child.

Even if the stepbrother and stepsister made a mistake, they pushed it on her and made her take the blame.

At the beginning, Ding Xiaoke would fight in front of Ding Wei to prove his innocence.

But it didn't work at all, Ding Wei didn't believe her, and she was the one who suffered in the end.

And the more she resists, the more Xu Ailian's family likes to bully her.

In the end, Ding Xiaoke also figured it out.

There are only a few ways to punish her back and forth, such as copying house rules, thinking about the wall, kneeling on the washboard, deducting pocket money, and not being allowed to go out for a month......

Do you copy the house rules......

She was idle in class to practice calligraphy, hoarding a box, and she was worried that she wouldn't be able to use it up before she left Ding's house......

Have you ever thought about it......

Anyway, she can fall asleep standing now, and people can wake up, so she should practice vigilance......

Do you kneel on the washboard......

She put a pair of pads in her knees in advance, and when she got up, her face turned pale, her steps staggered, and then she slowly slipped into her room while crying out in pain.

Every time she saw Xu Ailian passing by her and smiling contentedly, she knew that her superb acting skills had once again been recognized by the number one Xu fan.

Anyway, people love to watch her act in tragic dramas, so let people be happy~

At least, now Xu Ailian's family has little interest in bullying her, except for disgust or disgust.

"You're embarrassed to say that you're clumsy all day long, I'll see what you'll do in the future! Which unit dares to ask you? What man would like something like you? ”

Ding Wei pointed at Ding Xiaoke's nose and scolded angrily.

Ding Xiaoke's mouth was deflated, his nose was wrinkled, and tears began to fall down.

"I was wrong......"

She silently wrote down an account for Xu Ailian in her heart, raised her hand and wiped a handful of tears.

The raised gold bracelet was very dazzling, and it was extremely luxurious in the light, and the circles of golden luster almost overflowed.

Ding Wei's gaze fell on the gold bracelet, as if he remembered something, and his gaze was cold.

"You are still young, the gold bracelet that grandpa gave you, let Auntie keep it for you!"

Xu Ailian stood outside the door, her ears were close to the crack in the door, and she heard it clearly, and she was happy in her heart.

Ding Xiaoke wiped his tears and looked at Ding Wei very seriously.

"Dad, I'll be eighteen years old in half a year, and I'll be an adult."

Ding Wei was a little weak by her gaze, don't overdo it, "Then I'll give it back to you when you're an adult." ”

Ding Xiaoke sneered in his heart.

Wait for her to become an adult?

If you hand over this bracelet, you will never get it back!

She half-lowered her eyes, "I am a child who has no mother since I was a child, this is the only thought my mother left me, I can't give it to my aunt." ”

The tone is very soft, but unexpectedly firm, which is many times better than the effect of crying and fussing.