Chapter 1108 It’s all for your own good

Feng Lin: "You don't know if you can't go too far?"

Lying down in his own position, Feng Lin sighed: "Go and comfort the child, don't make the mother and daughter look like enemies."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of his youngest son Feng Yi, so he mentioned it: "Feng Yi has been away from home for several years, and now he is completely like a kite with broken strings. We don't know where he has gone. You …You haven’t regretted it?”

“If you don’t open the pot, go to bed. I’ll go check on that **** girl!”

Getting out of bed and putting on slippers, Fang Su left the bedroom.

“Knock, knock, knock!”

Knocking on Xu Chunxia's door, Fang Su endured her annoyance and said, "Open the door if you're not asleep."

"…mom."

Xu Chunxia opened the door, her eyes were red and swollen, she looked at Fang Su and called out.

“Feeling aggrieved?”

Fang Su walked into the room and heard Xu Chunxia close the door. She sat on the chair, frowned and looked at Xu Chunxia: "I said you haven't made any progress. Think about it carefully. Do you think I was wrong?"

Xu Chunxia lowered her head and remained silent.

"I've told you more than once that you should read more books in your free time. You can look up words you don't know in a dictionary or ask other teachers around you for advice. This way your temperament will slowly develop. But have you actually understood what I said? Listen?

The same piece of clothing looks good-looking and flattering on other girls, but when you put it on, it looks rustic from left to right. What does this mean? It means there is no ink in your stomach, it means your education level is low! "

In fact, Fang Su was just making excuses. The root cause of her irritability and depression was clearly caused by Lawyer Wang's delay in bringing Jiang Boya to her. However, she claimed to be aloof and did not want her family to know her hidden thoughts, so she could only use Xu Chunxia. This cheap daughter vents her anger.

After chattering for a while, Fang Su secretly took a deep breath and asked Xu Chunxia: "Have you ever heard of the saying that "the spirit of poetry and calligraphy in one's belly makes oneself beautiful"?

Xu Chunxia responded to the question by saying, "I'm reading a book."

"Why don't you see that your temperament has improved half a point if you read a book?"

Fang Su had a look of hatred on his face: "Before, you were talking to me about how Jiang Li looked down on you. What advantages do you think you have that can compare with others? Since you are inferior to others in every aspect, isn't it normal for others to look down on you?"

"Jiang Libao was sent to school by her parents when she was six years old. I had to cut pig grass every day... They called me a loser all the time. They didn't even let me eat enough. They couldn't cook anything for me for two or three years. A new piece of clothing, as long as I say that I want to go to school, they will...beat me to death and tell me why I don't go to heaven..."

With tears rolling down her eyes, Xu Chunxia held back from crying. She said: "I know that studying is good, so when I have time, I ask the children in the village who go to school to teach me how to read, but I also have to be busy earning work points. I learned less words.”

"Okay! Why are you crying?! If it weren't for your own good, would I be angry when I see your appearance?"

Fang Su's eyes were full of impatience. She took a deep breath secretly, forced her tone to sound soft, and said, "You have to know that this person has a good temperament.

Even if you are not very beautiful, as long as you wear the right clothes, you will look bright. But you can't teach me no matter how you teach me. How can I not be anxious and frustrated? Leilei, you must remember,

No matter what mom says to you, the purpose is nothing more than for your own good. Now listen to me. Although I don’t like that Jiang Li very much, I have to admit that,

(End of this chapter)