The real daughter is also trying to spend money to get rich today (MTL)

Chapter One

Chapter One

    Tang Qian was only twenty years old when he died.

    This year, she repeated her studies and just got a letter from her favorite university.

    Years of hard work day and night have finally made up for the backwardness of the township education, but it has also made the girl of the age of a flower into a dry skin, black at the moment, and still wears thick bottle bottom glasses. Body, simple dress -

    at this moment, she is sitting at the brightly lit birthday party, which looks out of place with the full house of luxurious guests.

    Tang Qian has no inferiority complex about her appearance. She always remembers what her grandmother said, hard-working people are the most beautiful.

    But looking at the high platform surrounded by flowers and lights, and the 18th-tier cake on the platform, it was a bit unpleasant, Tang Qian was standing up when she was pulled tightly by Mother Tang, "Nian Nian is still on the stage. , where are you going?" In the light, in the center of everyone's eyes, Tang Niannian, who wears a crown like a little princess, has delicate makeup and hair, and everywhere shows the dignity that has been pampered and cared for since she was a child. She has a beautiful smile and is preparing to Cut the cake.

    "Today is also my birthday, and I also want to cut the cake."

    Father Tang frowned, "Don't make trouble on this occasion, your share, go back and supply you."

    Brother Tang Shengjing bit the food in his mouth, vaguely accepting it. He said, "I said what are you thinking, it's already shameful enough to sit at the same table with you, and you still want to go to the stage to make a fool of yourself?"

    Mother Tang patted his arm, but did not refute, only Pulling Tang Qian tighter, "Be obedient, sit down."

    At this moment, Tang Qian's fantasy of family love was completely shattered.

    It has been three years since she was found.

    At first, Tang Qian was nervous and excited, happy that she had parents and a family, and tried every means to fit in to please.

    Tang's family is estranged and polite. She thinks it doesn't matter. Relationships need to be cultivated.

    She has lived in the valley since she was a child, and lives with her grandmother, so she can do anything.

    Not only did she diligently clean up with her hands and feet, but she also made the best scones for everyone.

    It's just that the parents didn't seem as happy as they imagined, and the atmosphere was even a little stiff.

    The father said, "There are servants to clean the house. You are the eldest daughter of the daughter, so you don't need to do this." The mother hesitated, and finally sighed, "You are too thin, I will ask Aunt Jiang to do more. Good food."

    Turning around and finishing the meal, the family was happily listening to Tang Niannian playing the piano, while the scones she prepared when she got up at four in the morning on the Liuli table were thrown into the trash can, lying in a messy dish. In leaf peel.

    She looked awkwardly at Tang Niannian, who was wearing a princess dress and her hair was soft and tied with a bow. The pair of slender and white fingers danced on the piano keys, and a word popped up in her mind, which paled in comparison.

    Tang Qian had never been exposed to these things before. In order to be praised by her parents' smiling faces, she worked hard to learn.

    She is smart and willing to endure hardships. No matter whether she is piano or other talents, she is progressing very fast.