Chapter 315: She’s Just a Conghua Pancake Seller
"Jian Zhiqin," Jian Zhiqing called out Jian Zhiqin’s name.
Jian Zhiqin immediately lifted his face. Upon seeing Jian Zhiqing, his stubborn little face was set firm; but as soon as he saw Qin Xiangnuan standing behind Jian Zhiqing, tears started crashing down like raindrops. Qin Xiangnuan sighed. After all, he’s still a child. Whatever success The Jians’ upbringing had, it couldn’t stand against his tender age.
Linlin, come here, Qin Xiangnuan motioned to Jian Zhiqin with her hand.
Jian Zhiqin hurriedly ran over, his little hands gripping her sleeve. But he said nothing.
"I should know what happened by now, right?"
Jian Zhiqing’s voice was slightly cold. Qin Xiangnuan now understood that although Jian Zhiqin’s upbringing was strict, a boy shouldn’t be too pampered. Even Taotao wouldn’t feed him a spoonful of rice, but in some ways, Jian Zhiqing was incredibly protective.
He would never think that if a child is scolded at school, it’s necessarily the child’s fault. Jian Zhiqing knew his own little brother best. If he did something wrong, not to mention facing the teacher, once he got home, he would surely get a beating, then handed over to Laozi and his mother for their share of punishments.
Thus, to avoid those three rounds of beatings, Jian Zhiqin wouldn’t dare to commit any serious misdeed.
And what’s this now? An inquisition? Why so serious?