The Richest Daughter is Three and a Half Years Old

Miaomiao took out his arithmetic notebook from her small schoolbag and turned over the two pages to be written this weekend. Before starting to work on the question, Qin Yu said: "Miaomiao, do you think Xiong Daxiong is good-looking?"

"It looks good." Miaomiao raised her head and replied. That's her little nephew, how could it not look good!

Qin Yu thought for a while, and said, "Then...I lose weight until they are as thin, okay?"

"No!" Miaomiao frowned immediately, "Taro, you will lose so much weight all at once, and it will be unhealthy! Take your time, thin to a little bit fatter than me, and then return to normal. Let’s keep exercise."

Miaomiao kept remembering what the system sister said, it’s not good to lose weight too fast. System sister is still worried now, after she adds Qin Yu's health value to 80, Qin Yu will lose weight crazy. Although Miaomiao doesn't understand why it is unhealthy to lose weight fast, but the sister of the system said, it is correct!

Qin Yu was a little depressed, "But... didn't you say Xiong Da Xiong Er is pretty?"

"You look good too! You are so cute too! I am so cute too. Adults call me cute." Then, Miaomiao put down her small pencil and narcissistically raised her hand and rubbed her cheek. "My brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents who have pinched my face all say that my face is tender and tender, saying that I am cute."

"Xiong Da Xiong Er is good-looking, but the meat is also good-looking." Miaomiao cautiously stretched out her hand, pinched Qin Yu's cheek, and then gently rubbed it a few times.

Qin Yu's face turned red, and he was too nervous to look at her, "You...do you really think I can?"

"of course!"

Qin Yu felt very happy. Since he gained weight, no one but his family had praised him so much. Miaomiao was the only one.

She really is a little angel!

Qin Yu said shyly: "Do your homework first. Wait and watch me exercise, so don't follow. You have also lost weight recently."

When Miaomiao heard this, she panicked immediately. She squeezed the flesh on her cheek in a hurry, and then squeezed her little fleshy hand to make sure that the flesh was still there, and then he was relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked like a small adult: "Fortunately, the meat is still there. Then I have to eat more at noon, so I won't exercise in the afternoon."

Qin Yu nodded quickly. She told her father yesterday that Miaomiao likes to eat fried chicken drumsticks. His father's cooking skills are good. Today, I will show my skills and let Miaomiao have a taste.

At noon, Qin Yifeng cooks according to the dishes Miaomiao likes reported by Qin Yu.

When Miaomiao and Qin Yu came out to sit after washing their hands, they were a little surprised to see Qin Yifeng wearing an apron. Uncle Shuai looked very uncomfortable, but he didn't expect the dishes to be so delicious!

Xia Chenxi set the tableware for the two children. After Miaomiao thanked him, she carefully ate the dishes. Every time she tasted a dish, her eyes brightened.

Is taro really fat because of illness? Are you sure it’s not that the food at home is too delicious, because you usually eat too much to get fat?

Qin Yu looked at Miaomiao cautiously, "Is my father's food delicious?"

"Yeah, it's delicious!" Miaomiao nodded madly, looking at Qin Yifeng admiringly.

The little guys have to take a nap after lunch. This time they have to take a nap in Qin Yu’s room. Miaomiao lay on the bed and said enviously: "Taro, I envy you so much. My dad has been working. I can go out to play with me one day, sometimes not even a day. I also want my father to be at home all the time."

Qin Yu explained: "Actually, my father is not at home usually, but you are coming today, so he stayed."

"Well, then we are so pitiful." Miaomiao frowned, and said with some distress: "But I still envy you. My dad doesn't seem to know how to cook. Your dad is so amazing, he looks good. The cooked food is so delicious."

Qin Yu: "..." Suddenly I feel a little unhappy, I don't know why.

After Miaomiao left that day, Qin Yu stepped on the slippers to pull Qin Yifeng's trouser legs, "Dad, I want to learn how to cook!"

Qin Yifeng: "...?"

Qin Yu raised his small head with firm eyes, "I want to be like you, cooking is delicious." Later, when he grows up, he will cook for Miaomiao, and then listen to her praise herself for being amazing and excellent.

Qin Yifeng didn’t understand why his son asked for such a request, but thought it would be good to be able to cook. At the beginning, when he chased his wife, half of the reason was that he grabbed her stomach first and nodded, “Yes, but you’re too young. Wait until you grow up. Learn it if you don’t have it."

Qin Yu nodded his little head earnestly, "Okay! I will definitely learn it!"

When Miaomiao came home this evening, he went to see Wen Fuchen carefully while eating.

At first, Wen Fuchen and Fu Rou hadn't noticed it, but she watched it too many times, how could she not notice?

Don't chat during the meal, so after the dinner, Wen Fuchen hugged Miaomiao in the living room. The TV was playing, but Wen Fuchen didn't want to watch it, and asked, "What's wrong today? How come my father's little princess has been watching Dad during dinner? Is there anything you want?"

Miaomiao frowned, thought for a while, then nodded his head seriously, "Hmm!"

"What do you want? Dad will buy it for you." Wen Fuchen said with a smile.

"Dad, Miaomiao wants to eat the food that dad made." Miaomiao replied earnestly, her dark eyes staring at Wen Fuchen brightly, her eyes full of expectation, "Miaomiao went to play at taro's house today. Hello, dad of taro. It's awesome. It looks so good, and it's good at cooking."

Wen Fuchen's eyelids twitched, cooking? him?

Wen Fuchen has really never started cooking since he was a child. When he was a child, he was in a very good family. Either he had helpers or chefs to do it, or he went out to eat in hotels and restaurants. It can be said that his knowledge of the kitchen is that he would go to the refrigerator to get some drinks when he was thirsty. Suddenly he heard that the little girl was going to eat the food he cooked, and he fell into deep thought, wondering if something would happen to his little princess after eating it.

"Daddy's cooking is awful." Wen Fuchen rubbed Miaomiao's hair and said, "Will my aunt do it for you if Miaomiao wants to eat? Or dad ask a chef to cook it for you?"

Miaomiao shook her head, "Miaomiao wants to eat Dad's food. Other little friends can eat Dad's food, and Miaomiao wants to have it too."

Wen Fuchen was embarrassed. This requirement was not too much. After all, it was just cooking, but for Wen Fuchen, it was not as simple as buying things for his daughter directly.

When Fu Rou came over, she heard these words and asked in confusion, "Whose father has done the cooking?"

"Taro family! Taro's father cooks deliciously!" Miaomiao said enviously, "Miaomiao knows that dad can't, Miaomiao just wants to eat it. It doesn't matter if my dad cooks it badly."

Fu Rou looked at Wen Fuchen disgustedly, "Why don't you cook a bowl of noodles? Vegetables can't be fried, so can noodles always be cooked?"

Wen Fuchen said with some embarrassment: "Instant noodles?"

Fu Rou: "...Also."

This evening, Wen Fuchen was ready to go to the kitchen to show off his skills.

He first went to the small shop in the community to buy three flavors of instant noodles, namely braised beef noodles, seafood noodles, and beef noodles.

Then I went into the kitchen, filled the pot with water and turned on the natural gas to start boiling the water. Then the package was opened cleanly and neatly, the carton was torn open, and the seasoning package was taken out. Put all the noodles in the pot, then unpack the seasoning packs, put all the seasoning packs in three large bowls, and soak them in boiling water.

After the water in the pot boiled and boiled the instant noodles for a while, he fished out the noodles and put them in a bowl.

When you're done, Wen Fuchen is very satisfied with his masterpiece. After stirring the noodles in the bowl for a few times, after thinking about it, he took out the boring and nothing to do with the old lady Wen's braised pork and put it on the noodles.

Then it came out.

Miaomiao had already sat at the dining table and waited happily. Smelling the scent of noodles, she sniffed, "It's so fragrant!"

Miaomiao has never eaten instant noodles. Fu Rou feels that instant noodles are deep-fried and unhealthy to eat, so if you usually eat noodles for breakfast, they are made directly by the noodle maker.

Fu Rou put a bit in her small bowl for Miaomiao. Considering that Miaomiao can't eat spicy food, she ate seafood noodles.

Miaomiao held the chopsticks in her right hand to clamp the noodles, and kept rotating the chopsticks together with two meaty hands, rolled the noodles on the chopsticks, and then stuffed it into her mouth, then took the small spoon and took a sip of the soup.

Wow! delicious!

After she finished eating the noodles in her mouth, she looked at her father with bright eyes, "Daddy is amazing, the noodles made are so delicious! Not worse than the taro father!"

Wen Fuchen smiled with a guilty conscience, "Miao Miao likes it." □ If it doesn't taste good, there won't be so many people eating it.

After eating a small bowl, Miao Miao took a photo with her iPad, and then continued to eat.

She rarely eats midnight snacks, thinking that Qin Yu said that she seemed to be thin today, she swelled her belly.

She returned to the room, touched her chubby belly, and sent out the photos she had previously taken.

Miaomiao first sent it to the family group, and then sent it to Qin Yu. There is a voice on both sides: "This is the noodles made by my dad, it's so delicious!"

Hee hee hee, dad is so powerful, so show off!

Miaomiao felt very happy. After thinking about it, he added a voice to Qin Yu: "Taro, my dad will cook too. The first time he cooks noodles today, it tastes so delicious. My dad is a genius!"

Qin Yu, who received the message, saw the picture, pondered for a moment, wondering why the noodles looked so like instant noodles?

Isn't that kind of noodles poured out of the seasoning, poured in boiling water to soak the noodles, and then you can eat it?

However, Miaomiao's noodles still have large ribs. The instant noodles are not so large, so Miaomiao's father should have cooked them, right?

Thinking about this, Qin Yu sent a voice message to reply to Miaomiao: "Miaomiao's father is so amazing. The first time you cook noodles, it looks so delicious."

Miaomiao heard the voice and immediately sent it back: "Hmm, my dad is super awesome! Taro, you come to our house next time, if my dad is there, let my dad cook noodles for you."

Wen Fuchen, who happened to pass by the door, said: "..." It is embarrassing. After the girl's classmates come, I will go to the company to work overtime!

Because of the meat on the noodles, Wen Fuchen did not expose the stuffing, including Xiong Daxiong Er, Wen Fanchu, and Jiang Fangfang, who thought the noodles cooked by Wen Fuchen tasted very good. Only Mrs. Wen could see through everything, because she made the meat!

Humph, my son is really worthless, so he sent her granddaughter with instant noodles!

Miaomiao was a little clumsy to operate WeChat and wanted to post to Moments, but although she could send pictures through voice chat, but Moments still couldn’t post it, she took the iPad and ran off with the bunny slippers. Go to Fu Rou, "Mom, mom, can you help Miaomiao send a picture? Miaomiao wants all my classmates to see the noodles my dad cooks for Miaomiao!"

Wen Fuchen: "..." I hope that parents of girls and classmates will not log in to their children's WeChat account.

Fu Rou held back a smile, and helped Miaomiao post to Moments, and asked, "Does Miaomiao have anything to say? Mom will call you up."

"Hmm...Mom, after this is posted, will there always be records, and Miaomiao will be able to look through it in the future?" Miaomiao asked curiously.

"Yes, when Miaomiao grows up, I can still see the bowl of noodles my father cooked for you." Fu Rou raised her mouth, and when her daughter grew up, she knew that the noodles her father could cook for her could actually be boiled water. Soaked instant noodles.

Miaomiao frowned and thought about it seriously, and said, "Then mom, help me write: Miaomiao's father is the best in the world, and Miaomiao loves his father very much! Thank you dad for the noodles he cooked for Miaomiao, especially good to eat!"

Fu Rou originally wanted to wait for her daughter to grow up to watch her husband's jokes, but now she heard these words, and she was a little bit offended for a while.

Should she go to cook a bowl of instant noodles for her children tomorrow night, can she trick a daughter's circle of friends?

Although she felt sour in her heart, Fu Rou followed Miaomiao's words, gave Miaomiao what she wanted to say, and sent out the circle of friends.

Miaomiao held the ipad contentedly and went back to the room.

So that night, Qin Yu's little friend saw his little tablemate sent the first circle of friends with WeChat.

He didn't know Chinese words, so he could only rush to find his mother to read it to himself. After Xia Chenxi finished reading, Qin Yu's little friend clenched his fists, fighting high!

He must learn how to cook in the future, and strive for his father and his father who is better than Miaomiao in cooking! Whatever Miao Miao likes to eat!

On Monday, when Miao Miaohe returned to the kindergarten, he increased Qin Yu's health value to 80.

A health value of 80 means a healthy body. Her taro will definitely lose weight quickly and become very cute!

Because Miaomiao refused to perform on stage with everyone, she was free during the activity class.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er's class only has chorus. At present, the little friends are still singing their own. After all, many little friends have not remembered the lyrics. If you want to practice the chorus, the premise is that you can sing well.

When Xiong Da and Xiong Er came out, they saw Qin Yu skipping rope, and Miao Miao was sitting on the small ladder to one side, and they ran over.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, did your father cook the noodles you used before?" Xiong Er asked as he asked.

"Yes, it's really delicious!" Miaomiao nodded her head excitedly, remembering the taste of the noodles, and couldn't help licking her lips.

"Okay, Dad never made us food." Xiong Da said with some envy.

Generally, at home, Jiang Fangfang cooks. She likes to cook, but sometimes she doesn’t want to move when she gets tired. This will make the restaurant’s meals.

"You can ask your brother to cook you food on the weekend." Miaomiao blinked innocently. "My father didn't want to make it at first. I asked him to cook it."

With that said, Miaomiao proudly raised her chin and raised her chest, feeling that she was pampered by her father!

"Okay, let's talk to dad tonight, I also want to eat noodles made by dad." Xiong Er looked at Miaomiao enviously, and then at Qin Yu over there, as if he had discovered a new world, "Qin Why has Yu lost so much weight?"

When they came just now, they came at Miaomiao and didn't pay much attention to Qin Yu. Now, after a closer look, they found that Qin Yu's face was slightly smaller.

The little friends in the small class and the first class can see Qin Yu every day except on weekends, so they only think that Qin Yu is a little thinner, but the thinness is not obvious. But Xiong Da and Xiong Er are children in the middle class, but they are different. In their opinion, Qin Yu's thinness is a bit obvious.

Qin Yu heard them talking about himself, but he was still skipping rope, so he didn't stop.

My mother said that all you need to lose weight is tiredness. If you feel tired, count down in my heart.

Most of the time, stop after a few seconds, so the effect is better.

Qin Yu jumped for another minute before stopping.

His skin is very white, his face is red after exercising, and he looks good. And Xiong Da and Xiong Er also rushed over, looking at him in surprise.

"Qin Yu, do you wear less clothes inside? Why do you look a lot thinner all at once."

Qin Yu smiled happily and said, "I really lost weight. I lost almost 4 jin compared to when the semester started."

The weight of 4 catties does not sound like a lot, but for a child who is under four years old, the height is just that high, and the flesh on his body has lost 4 catties, which is visually thinner than an adult 6- 8 kg is almost the same.

Xiong Da looked at him admiringly, "I heard my little aunt say that you have to jump rope and run every day, and you have to raise your legs and hands. It’s hard work, you’re amazing. Our teacher said, all good habits should be held on. It's the hardest."

Xiong Er nodded, "I definitely can't stand it."

Qin Yu smiled shyly, and then looked at Miaomiao over there with embarrassment, "Miaomiao said, when I lose weight, we will dance together at the graduation ceremony of the big class. Waiting for all the little friends who have shows. We are all gone, the stage is empty, we go to jump again. If there are uncles and aunts of the audience, we will jump to the uncles and aunts to see, if not, we will play our own."

"I have to lose weight." Otherwise, Miaomiao is just because he won't be on the stage.

Although Qin Yu didn't know much, he knew that Miaomiao felt that he had been squeezed out and received unfair treatment, so he refused to go on stage with other little friends in the class and stay with him.

But he also knew that Miaomiao wanted to perform on stage, so he definitely couldn't let Miaomiao miss this opportunity! He has to get thinner faster, and then practice dancing with Miaomiao!

"Are you going to dance together on stage? Then my brother and I too! It can't be just you!" Xiong Eryi immediately became unhappy. Why did my aunt want to perform with Qin Yu? Isn't the little aunt the little aunt of him and his brother? To be on stage should also be with them.

Qin Yu was a little at a loss and looked at Miaomiao.

Miaomiao frowned and said, "Taro is still losing weight, Xiong Er, come over!"

When facing the little nephew, Miaomiao was still very stylish.

Xiong Er immediately leaned forward, and Miaomiao solemnly said, "I want to dance with taro. We are dancing boys and girls. If you want to dance, you have to find a girl. ."

Xiong Da hesitated immediately, "Auntie, do I want it?"

"Of course!" Miaomiao raised her chin and said triumphantly: "It must be a combination of boys and girls!"

Xiong Er hesitated for a while, and then as if made up his mind, he frowned with a serious face, made a fist with his right hand, knocked on his chest, and said, "Auntie, I will wear a skirt by then! I will be with my brother. jump!"

Xiong Da: "But mother said, boys shouldn't wear skirts."

"Just this time! And, I think what my mother said was wrong. Last time we went out, we saw a big brother. He not only wears a skirt, but he also has long hair!" Xiong Er said solemnly.

Xiong Da was puzzled: "But didn't my mother say that the eldest brother was wearing clothes from ancient times? At that time, the clothes looked like skirts, but the eldest brother actually wore pants inside."

"Then it’s okay if I also wear pants inside?" Xiong Er immediately retorted his brother: "I wear a pair of pants inside and a skirt on the outside, then I can be the same as the elder brother, and I can stay. Long hair! Huh? My hair doesn't grow so fast."

With that said, Xiong Er touched his hair with some distress.

Both Xiong Da and Xiong Er's hairstyles are small flat heads, only about one centimeter in length. It is almost impossible to turn into long hair.

"I heard that there is something called a wig." Qin Yu said at this moment.

Miaomiao wondered, "What is a wig? Is it a relative of addition?"

She knows addition and subtraction. She also knows that they will learn multiplication and division when they grow up, but are there any wigs?

Qin Yu shook his head quickly, and said, "No, the wig is fake hair! Even if you wear it on your head, short hair can become long hair."

Miaomiao nodded in understanding, "It turns out there is such a powerful thing, it's amazing."

"Then it's so sure. My brother and I will also participate. But what dance do we dance?"

"I'll talk to my mother and see if my mother can teach us." Miaomiao said, "I don't want to dance with other little friends."

The only dances that Miao Miao currently plays with boys and girls are the dances performed by the teacher during this period. But since she has decided not to participate with Qin Yu, she doesn't want to dance that dance, she must learn again!

Be sure to surprise other little friends!

"Okay, maybe the mistress can dance." Xiong Erdao.

That night, after Miaomiao returned home, she started discussing this matter with Fu Rou: "Mom, the big brothers and sisters in Dapan will have a graduation ceremony for a while, and Miaomiao wants to be on stage with Taro at that time. When performing a show, you have to perform a dance. Does your mother know how to dance that can teach Miaomiao?"

"Baby, do you want to dance with your classmates? Didn't your kindergarten teacher teach you?" Fu Rou was a little surprised.

Miaomiao said a little aggrieved: "The teacher teaches, but Taro clearly dances well, but because he is fat and has no clothes, the teacher did not choose him. There was no choice of dance, nor did the chorus. The whole class can sing in a chorus, only taro. No, Miaomiao doesn't want to be with them anymore."

Fu Rou felt soft when she heard it. Children's minds are always more sensitive, especially children who are different from children of the same age. Qin Yu is fatter and has already been ridiculed and bullied before. If his chorus is taken out alone and can't be on stage, and can only watch other little friends perform on stage, what should I think?

What kind of teacher, can't the clothes be made to order? Xiaopo kindergarten is so poor?

Fu Rou is a short-term caregiver, regardless of other children, but the little classmates her baby likes must be protected. She immediately said: "Mom asks Miaomiao two teachers to teach you separately, okay? Then I will buy it for you. beautiful clothes."

"Okay!" Miaomiao hurriedly nodded his head, and if a teacher taught them to dance, their dance must be very beautiful!

The next day, when Miaomiao went to kindergarten in the morning, she shared the good news with Xiong Daxiong Er, came to the small class, and talked about it with Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was also very happy after hearing this, and then took out the chocolate from her little schoolbag and handed it to Miaomiao, "You can eat it."

"Thank you taro!" Miaomiao unceremoniously opened the package, and then ate her deliciously. She thought for a while and said, "Taro, when you lose weight, we can eat snacks together."

Qin Yu lowered his head and thought, and said, "Not yet. My mother said that after losing weight, you should keep it for a period of time and not eat more. It seems to say that fat is memorable, and after a period of maintenance, it is not easy to get fat. Up."

"Fat? What is that stuff? What is memory?" Miaomiao looked at him puzzled.

"It should refer to the fleshy flesh on the body. Memory... I don't know how to say it, but the meaning seems to be that after losing weight for a long time, it will not be that easy to get fat in the future. After getting fat for a long time, it is not that easy to lose weight. So just When you lose weight, you must be careful."

Miaomiao nodded in understanding, "Taro, your mother knows a lot!"

"Yeah, my mother is amazing. She has a lot of houses, and she can choose houses that will give her money every time. My dad keeps saying that although he makes more money, he makes money very hard and has to work overtime. , Mom makes money very easily. So I always think that my mother is really super amazing." Qin Yu nodded his head excitedly.

"It's so great, you can make money easily. Miaomiao's father works very hard every day, just like this, Miaomiao's family doesn't have a lot of money." Miaomiao said with some envy.

Qin Yu heard these words again, and felt very strange, "Miaomiao, why do you think you don't have a lot of money in your family?" He felt that Miaomiao's family was clearly rich. They live in a community, and their houses are about the same size and the prices are estimated to be similar. When I was in Class 2 before, those little friends who bullied him knew that he lived there, and they were all jealous of his rich family.

"Because my mom said that my dad is hard to make money. We don't have a lot of money in our family. I want Miaomiao to save some money. My pocket money was only 20 yuan before. This semester exam, I scored 300 points before my mother gave it. I have fifty yuan pocket money a day."

Qin Yu blinked innocently, and then said, "Miaomiao, fifty yuan a day is a lot. There are no other little friends."

"Is that so?" Miaomiao was a little confused, "but Xiong Daxiong is fifty yuan a day for two people."

"I'm also fifty yuan a day." Qin Yu blinked innocently. "The boys who bullied me before were only fifteen yuan a day. Moreover, I came from another kindergarten, and I went to another kindergarten before. When I was in the small class, many small friends had no pocket money at all."

Miaomiao: "...???" There was a big doubt in his little head.

How come there are little friends who don't have pocket money? This is too pitiful, right?

"I've always been so strange, Miaomiao, you said that you don't have much money at home, but you wear different clothes every day to kindergarten." Qin Yu cautiously said: "And your home and mine seem to be about the same size. I asked Mom and Dad. Yes, our house costs 30 million yuan. Those who can live in our community are all rich. Because it is the best house around here."

Miaomiao became even more puzzled. He raised both hands and began to count: "One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...? What's next?"

"One hundred thousand, one million, ten million. The house costs thirty million." Qin Yu reminded her.

Miaomiao felt his head dizzy, "Then... Isn't that expensive? How many days of pocket money does it take me to buy the house at home?"

"Miaomiao, if you rely on pocket money, you can't afford a house at home." Qin Yu beat her ruthlessly, "So, Miaomiao's parents should be rich. Moreover, people who have no money will not Please help auntie to do housework for a long time."

Miaomiao felt that her little head was a little unacceptable. She frowned and thought for a long time, and finally understood, "Taro, I understand what's going on!"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Qin Yu thought she found out that her family was rich, and...

Miaomiao said with a serious face: "You are stupid! My family has no money, but other little friends have no money at all! Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

What my mother said is definitely right. Their family doesn't have much money, so it should be that other little friends' families have less money than theirs. That's why. Her little classmates are so pitiful QAQ!

Qin Yu: "...???" Why? It can’t be that other little friends are richer at home, but is your family particularly rich?

The author has something to say: Due to many readers' reactions, parents said that the lack of money at home to educate their children will cause their children to feel low self-esteem.

Parents say that having no money at home will not lead to children's inferiority complex. What causes children's inferiority is that the family really has no money. This is not a concept, don't confuse it.

Children feel low self-esteem because they have no money at home. In the final analysis, it is because they feel the family economic gap between themselves and their classmates during their time with classmates.

For example, other little pot friends have this and that, he wants to buy it, but mom and dad can’t afford it. After a long time, they will have this idea: why other little pot friends have it, our family can’t afford it ?

In Miaomiao's situation, she has everything she wants, except for fried foods and sweets, which are bad for her health. However, as long as they are parents, they will not let their children eat more, because they are not good for the body, so they will not feel a sense of gap. A child who has good food and clothing and lacks everything, she There will be no inferiority complex, unless there is any defect in appearance and has been rejected by children of the same age.

The only difference between her and other little friends is the pocket money. Before that, she only knew that Xiong Daxiong was fifty a day, so she thought she had very little pocket money, but thinking about it in real life, twenty yuan is enough for a child. When the financial conditions are sufficient to meet her material life, will she have a sense of inferiority because other little friends are 50 yuan a day's pocket money? If so, then there are too many inferiority complexes in this world. After all, there are always one or two in every class with better conditions at home. Isn't it true that except for those one or two, everyone else has inferiority complex?

Then why did she hear what Qin Yu said and still didn't think she had money in her family? This is actually similar to when I was a child.

When I was a child, my father didn't do business well for a while, so my mother told me directly about the situation and said that there was not much money at home, so that I could save some money. In fact, this process only lasted for a while, but my mother later forgot to tell me that my dad's business improved. I always thought my family was very poor.

But in fact, my pocket money is 5 yuan a day in elementary school, 10 yuan in junior high school, and 15 yuan in high school. This is a situation where I don’t need to pay for my own meals for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. My parents pay for the meals separately, but I buy snacks or notebooks and pens at school.

So from elementary school to high school, my classmates said that I was rich, and they said it more than once. But I never believed it. Instead, I felt that it was because their family was too poor and even poorer than mine QAQ. This idea continued until I was in college and chatted with my mother. My mother knew that I had thought so for so many years. of. But in fact, my family is not very rich, but it is really not poor =-=

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