Married to a mechanic, she shocked the world
Chapter 418 - 107: Capital Circle Big Shot_3

Chapter 418: 107: Capital Circle Big Shot_3

Wasting time?

Picking her up from school counts as wasting time, but picking up the little brother doesn’t?

Miao Yajing continued, "Mom, my period has been really tough lately, my stomach hurts so much..."

Zhou Mei frowned slightly, "Then just bear with it. You never complained about pain during your period before, so why now? Is it because you ate too much cold food? I told you to eat less junk food, but you wouldn’t listen! Now your stomach hurts, right? Serves you right! Even if your stomach hurts, you still have to endure it."

Which girl doesn’t have a period?

Even when she had hers, she still did laundry, cooked, and took care of children.

Yajing is just walking, and she’s making so many excuses.

Having finished speaking, Zhou Mei added, "This will serve as a good lesson for you to stop eating junk food."

"I didn’t eat any!" Yajing couldn’t help but retort.

"If you didn’t eat any, why does your stomach hurt?" Zhou Mei asked.

Clearly, she had secretly been eating all those messy things.

And she still wants to lie to her!

Yajing didn’t continue with this issue and went on, "Mom, why is it that you go to pick up my little brother every day regardless of the weather and without any complaints, but now it’s too much to ask for you to pick me up on your way?"

Do the parents show favoritism?

It doesn’t seem like favoritism.

Because usually whatever the little brother has, she also gets a share.

Their New Year’s money is the same.

Even their bedrooms are equal in size...

In short.

All visible things, their parents haven’t given her any less.

But what about those invisible things?

Zhou Mei narrowed her eyes, "Jingjing, you’ve finally said what’s on your mind. You don’t really want me to pick you up, nor is it because you’re uncomfortable during your period. You just want to compete with your little brother! Have you ever thought about how old your little brother is? How could he, a four-year-old child, come back home from nursery by himself if I didn’t pick him up? How old are you, and how old is he? You even want to compare yourself with him over such a thing?"

"Did I never pick you up when you were in kindergarten?"

The kids these days are really getting out of line, and it’s becoming increasingly hard to be a parent.

They even want to compare such things.

If the person in front of her weren’t her own daughter, Zhou Mei might have even felt like slapping her.

But facing her own daughter, Zhou Mei couldn’t bring herself to do it.

All Zhou Mei could do was patiently reason with her daughter, "Jingjing, let me tell you, when I was your age, not only did I have to study and do housework, but I also had to help your grandma take care of your uncle! You can’t even be considerate of your mother’s hard work, and yet you want to trouble your mother with such petty issues! When will you ever grow up?"

After saying this, Zhou Mei paused, then went on, "Jingjing, ask yourself, since your little brother was born, have I ever asked you to take care of him for a day? Haven’t I always put you first in everything? You say you want to eat ramen, and I go watch videos to learn how to make it; you say you want to eat pan-fried buns, and I make them for you!"

Yajing didn’t intend to argue, but upon hearing these words, she couldn’t refrain from saying, "Mom, did I really want to eat ramen and pan-fried buns, or was it Chao Chao who told you that?"

She had never told her mother what she liked or wanted to eat.

She knew how tiring and hard it was to be a full-time housewife, so she always ate whatever was available at home.

But now...

It had turned into...

Zhou Mei frowned slightly, "Aren’t those words something you taught your little brother?"

Otherwise, how would such a young child know about ramen and pan-fried buns?

Zhou Mei continued, "Jingjing, don’t think you can fool me with your little tricks!"

Miao Zhentao also felt his daughter was being too unreasonable and interjected at the right moment, "Jingjing, can’t you stop arguing with your mom? Mom is right, you’re eighteen this year, not eight years old, and certainly not eight weeks old. Can’t you stop competing with your little brother and be a little understanding?"

Yajing just felt both suffocated and oppressed.

She was truly upset.

"Mom, Dad," she looked up at her parents, "I’ve never thought about competing with Chao Chao for anything. I asked you to come pick me up because I really am not feeling well. Can’t you not project your own thoughts onto me?"

Not feeling well.

Upon hearing this phrase, neither Miao Zhentao nor Zhou Mei took the issue too seriously.

They didn’t ask Yajing where she felt uncomfortable.

They just assumed that Yajing was lying.

Zhou Mei even said mockingly, "Who knows whether you’re really uncomfortable or just faking it? I saw you playing video games energetically enough on Saturday and Sunday!"

After saying this, Zhou Mei added, "Yajing, listen well, I’m not only not going to pick you up tomorrow or the day after, but I will also never pick you up again, you might as well give up on that idea."