They were talking when they heard the dogs in the yard barking.

Han Jinling looked at the sky outside and ordered: "It's so late, go and see who is this?"

Qin Mingyun stood up and said, "I'll go and have a look."

When he opened the courtyard gate, he saw Qin Qiaoling standing timidly in the night. When he saw him, he called carefully: "Dad..."

Qin Mingyun said "yes", thinking that he had called uncle before, but he would know that he would change it after a few beats.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep well, why are you here to do?"

"Dad, the high school entrance exam is about to be held. Time can't be delayed, so let me go to school!"

Qin Mingyun didn't take it seriously: "You are so damn, why are you asking me about this?"

Haven't you given the backpack a long time ago?

Qin Qiaoling said pitifully: "Grandma said, you make the decision on this matter."

At home, Qin Mingyun rarely makes decisions.

It is rare that someone talks to him like this, and he feels comfortable to hear, so he nodded: "Well, then you go. I'll tell you my tits tomorrow."

It was already fifteen years later, and her grandmother refused to let go. She probably wanted to keep her at home to work.

I still have to get it. At least I get my junior high school diploma, and in the future I will say that my husband’s family is also a bargaining chip.

Qin Qiaoling then said, "But grandma said that she has no money and asked her to ask you for it."

Qin Mingyun seemed to be furious: "Money? What money?"

Qin Qiaoling whispered: "I went to the school to report and said I had to pay half of the tuition and miscellaneous fees, as well as the exam fees."

Although it is a junior high school and compulsory education, it is not a penny that you don’t need to spend.

Qin Mingyun frowned: "How much?"

"Two hundred yuan."

Qin Mingyun didn't answer too simply: "No."

Qin Qiaoling really didn't believe it: "Dad, it's only 200 yuan."

"Is it less for two hundred yuan?" Qin Mingyun asked back.

"No..." Qin Qiaoling really doesn't think it's too much. Sometimes, Xia Meng buys her clothes more than this.

But she didn't dare to say this, so she had to tactfully: "But, Dad, why didn't you have two hundred yuan?"

How could she believe this?

However, these words suddenly hit Qin Mingyun's sadness!

He couldn't make much money himself, and Han Jinling held all the money he earned, so how could he take charge of it?

He is idle and occasionally wanders around the field, even if he is a farmer.

If there is no input, it is really a matter of years and empty-handed.

That's why the old man and the old lady need to supplement it!

The more fact it is, the more unheard it is, especially Qin Qiaoling, his wild daughter outside.

Qin Mingyun shouted directly: "Why are you talking to your dad? If you ask your breasts, you can go as long as you can. If you can, don't bother me!"

As he said that, he turned around and planned to go back to the house.

Qin Qiaoling wanted to call him, but saw the eldest aunt coming out.

She subconsciously shrank back, but could only grit her teeth and scream: "Mom--"

- It doesn't make sense to call Qin Mingyun's father, but she calls her aunt. If you want to change it, you have to change it, otherwise you will have to be beaten.

Qin Mingyun beat her up and did not feel sad at all, she was really afraid.

Han Jinling smiled, "I am really a young lady in the city. Is it a pampering thing? In your eyes, two hundred yuan, is it pocket money or something? What does it mean to not have it?"

"Mom...I don't mean that."

Although Qin Qiaoling's mouth is already versatile among her peers, she really dare not act rashly in front of Han Jinling!

Not only that, once you are nervous, you will not even have the usual cleverness, only timidity and cowardice.
Chapter completed!