I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 537 - 533: Two - s Combined into One

Jiaojiao actually didn’t intend to do much, but she ended up being directed by Rongrong to blow bubbles for Little Chaoxuan to watch.

Jiaojiao naturally knew how to blow bubble gum and was quite good at it.

She blew a large one that covered her face. Chaoxuan then pounced on her, trying to grab the big bubble, and the next moment, with a pop, the bubble burst, smearing Jiaojiao’s face and making Chaoxuan giggle, even Wu Qianyun couldn’t help but chuckle.

Seeing the two kids play happily, Wu Qianyun went to the kitchen and whispered to Qiao Qingyu about Liu Ying, sighing that a girl without her birth mother’s care was truly pitiful.

After Rongrong and Xiao Hu had finished their homework, the two kids threw their notebooks aside and cheered as they ran out to join Chaoxuan. Chaoxuan gave a high-pitched shout as he rushed towards them like a little cannonball, but halfway, he turned back, his voice soft, "Sister Jiaojiao, blowing bubbles... tired, need to rest."

Zhou Zijiao then smiled; this child was truly amusing.

It was cold outside, so the children had to stay indoors. Fortunately, the He Family’s house was big enough. He Xuerong and Li Mingguang took a bedsheet and swung Little Chaoxuan back and forth in it.

This was Little Chaoxuan’s favorite game.

Of course, every child’s childhood probably had such experiences.

He was just a bit heavy, which made He Xuerong and Li Mingguang struggle a bit with the swinging.

After playing for a while, everyone ran to the west room to get literacy cards.

The literacy cards were colorful. Pointing at the pictures on them, He Xuerong taught Chaoxuan, "This is a cat." Meanwhile, Xiao Hu mimicked a cat’s meow.

Zhou Zijiao stood by blankly watching, when suddenly something seemed to shatter in her mind, leaving her thoughts clearer than ever before. It was then she deeply realized that her father was not a good dad, Liu Ying couldn’t possibly be a good stepmother, and she, certainly wasn’t a qualified sister either.

The young girl’s face flushed, her heart pounded, and she clenched her fists against her chest, biting her lip and standing in silence for a long while before hurriedly saying goodbye to Qiao Qingyu.

Qiao Qingyu asked her to stay, "Jiaojiao, have dinner with us."

"No, I have to go back. Look, both Xiao Hu and Rongrong know to do their homework, and I have no idea where my younger brother has run off to again."

Qiao Qingyu looked gently at Zhou Zijiao; if it weren’t because the girl was about to face her college entrance exams, she really wanted to tell her about her mother.

But if she were to discuss it, Jiaojiao’s emotions would surely be affected, and she would definitely demand clear answers.

Where had those things gone?

Why did no one in the family including her grandparents and father ever mention them, and were there perhaps other unspeakable matters? This series of chain reactions would surely be too much for this young girl to bear.

Even for this short journey, Qiao Qingyu admonished her to wear her clothes properly and put on a scarf. When they reached the door, Qiao Qingyu thought of something, turned around, and brought back a bag of ginger candies.

"When your stomach feels uncomfortable, make a cup with hot water, and drinking it will make you feel much better."

Holding the bag of ginger candies, Jiaojiao did not feel awkward and smiled brightly at Qiao Qingyu before briskly walking away.

Since that day, occasionally, Qiao Qingyu could hear Zhou Zijiao scolding Zhou Pengcheng.

Zhou Pengcheng and Rongrong were in the same grade but not the same class, and Rongrong knew that Zhou Pengcheng lacked foundation. freёwebnoѵel.com

She once told Qiao Qingyu, "Little aunt, Sister Jiaojiao is tutoring Pengcheng now, won’t it delay her own studies?"

It would certainly delay her.

This child must have been motivated by feeling that she wasn’t fulfilling her role as a sister well enough, but honestly, her niece Rongrong really was a qualified sister.

Her son only had eyes for Rongrong whenever she came home.

Having interacted more with Jiaojiao, Qiao Qingyu earnestly said, "Jiaojiao, whether it’s a boy or a girl, manners and appearance are very important, especially keeping your back straight when you walk—it looks nice. It’s important for a girl to maintain a good figure..."

She added, "And if you always hunch and stoop like this, it will affect your spine over time."

Zhou Zijiao’s face instantly reddened.

But she knew Qiao Qingyu meant no harm.

It wasn’t that she looked down on her but truly cared about her. Jiaojiao kept her hands intertwined and hung her head, not saying a word for a long while.

It was winter, and she was wearing a sweater which was somewhat oversized, naturally obscuring what the child’s development was truly like, but suddenly, Qiao Qingyu understood something.