Chapter 70
When it was time to eat, Sledgehammer brought two bottles of Moutai for Uncle Qiu from nowhere.

Uncle Qiu doesn't drink much, so he probably still thinks holding a teapot is more cool than holding a wine glass.

Sledgehammer drank most of the bottle by himself, and finally poured all the wine in the bottle into a glass and placed it in front of Meng Xiaobei with a bang.

"Drink?" Sledgehammer stared at Meng Xiaobei with red eyes.

As soon as Meng Xiaobei entered the room, she felt that the sledgehammer was holding her breath.

Sledgehammer was somewhat suspicious of Meng Xiaobei about the stone's escape.

Based on what he knew about Shi Shi, he didn't dare to run if he was given a hundred courage, it must be Meng Xiaobei who was behind his back.

Just running away is enough for a stone to be hit a hundred times with a sledgehammer.

What's more, Stone disappeared with his 2 yuan.

The stone could not be found, so Meng Xiaobei ran to the door by himself, and he naturally received a "good reception".

"Stomach pain," Meng Xiaobei responded coldly, looking away.

"Hey, you've become the daughter of a rich family, and your body has become more delicate." The sledgehammer held a chopstick between his fingers and kept turning it, the look in his eyes was full of thorns, "You can drink half of it when you are 12 years old." It’s too heavy! Why? Now I won’t give face if I climb a high branch.”

"I didn't have a stomachache at that time." Meng Xiaobei took a piece of chicken that had been chopped into flowers and put it on a small plate in front of the sledgehammer.

Sledgehammer was stunned for a while, then subconsciously picked up the chicken and looked at it for a while, then put the chicken in his mouth.

Uncle Qiu suddenly laughed while drinking the soup and couldn't stop laughing.

"Wipe!" The sledgehammer came back to his senses and slapped his chopsticks on the table with a "snap", and spat out a mouthful of shredded chicken that looked like a chicken tail, "How dare you play with me!"

Meng Xiaobei refrained from laughing, looked at the sledgehammer and said nothing.

Sledgehammer has long been dissatisfied with Meng Xiaobei, and now he is looking for an opportunity to vent.

"Meng Xiaobei, you are getting more and more arrogant now," he threw the glass with the sledgehammer and stood up, kicking the chair aside.

"Don't think that you are too much, I don't eat this kind of thing, if I don't educate you today, you really think that you are the daughter of Uncle Qiu!"

Sledgehammer angrily stretched out his hammer-like fist and hit Meng Xiaobei's back.

"What!" Uncle Qiu slapped the table.

The raised fist of the sledgehammer stopped in the air, and turned his head to look at Uncle Qiu: "Uncle! You can't be so used to her anymore, you have a good heart, but this guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp! The stone's going away must be related to She's about..."

"This is the child I brought up," Uncle Qiu interrupted Sledgehammer and stared at him, "Whether it's good or bad, whether to beat or scold, it's all my business."

Uncle Qiu had already said such words, Sledgehammer did not dare to attack Meng Xiaobei again in front of him.

Meng Xiaobei glanced at Sledgehammer coldly, the ridicule in his eyes was self-evident.

Here she only gives Qiu Shu face, and only buys Qiu Shu's account.

Except for Uncle Qiu, everyone in front of her is a silent fart.

If she was in a bad mood, she could still show Uncle Qiu a long face.

But Meng Xiaobei also realizes that no one in this group usually dares to ask her that, and if the sledgehammer dares to ask, it must be Uncle Qiu who nodded..."

Meng Xiaobei unhurriedly reached out and held a cup of tea in his hand, blowing slowly, the black tea warmed his stomach, and he was ready to drink it now.

The sledgehammer was so angry that he could only grab the empty chair next to Meng Xiaobei and slammed it down, then scolded: "You deserve something that no one wants! You should lose. If you have a lawsuit, you will be locked up in the bureau."

Probably because Stone and Monkey haven't come back yet, they still don't know that Meng Xiaobei won the lawsuit.

Meng Xiaobei's hand paused, her eyes narrowed, and when Sledgehammer opened the door to go out, she suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Xiao Bei!" Uncle Qiu stopped her, "He's just a rough person, why should you care about him?"

In his words, Uncle Qiu was blaming Sledgehammer, but he was actually helping Sledgehammer out of the siege. Otherwise, Meng Xiaobei would have to take off an arm of Sledgehammer when Meng Xiaobei rushed out.

Meng Xiaobei stopped, the blood all over his body seemed to be surging up, but he had nowhere to go, and he was about to spit blood out of his seven orifices without the use of poison.

No one had ever dared to contradict her like this.

Only in Uncle Qiu, only Uncle Qiu and Sledgehammer dare to talk to her like this.

She kicked the door behind the sledgehammer, and the door slammed shut.

"Sit down." Uncle Qiu pointed to the chair, picked up the teapot, took a slow sip, and started eating again.

Meng Xiaobei felt that all the joints in his body were stiff, and it took a long time for him to sit on the chair with a creaking sound.

Uncle Qiu ate a few mouthfuls of food slowly, chewing it slowly for a long time before putting down his chopsticks to look at her, and said slowly: "Do you know about the stone?"

"I know he ran away." Meng Xiaobei said in a sullen voice with an expressionless face.

"Do you know where you went?" Uncle Qiu asked, "You two are as good as siblings, you should know."

"I don't know," Meng Xiaobei felt a pain in her stomach. She forgot to take her medicine these days. Chen Ran boiled the medicine for her for a week, and she could remember to drink it two or three times at most.

"Uncle, do you have any medicine here?" Meng Xiaobei pressed his stomach with his hand.

"Medicine? What medicine?" Uncle Qiu put down his chopsticks and asked, "You really don't know?"

"I really don't know," Meng Xiaobei frowned, "it's the one I used to eat, in a white box."

Uncle Qiu thought for a while, "Oh, just those medicines you put on the bedside? There are still medicines in there. It's been two or three months. I don't know. Maybe it was thrown away when Xiaohua was cleaning up."

Meng Xiaobei didn't speak, she knew that Uncle Qiu still doubted her, even if there was medicine, he would not give her any more.

"Let Xiaohua clean up the bowl in a while, you go to lie down and rest for a while," Uncle Qiu stood up, took the teapot and walked upstairs, "Tell you, what medicine do you take after your good friend has disappeared? What an embarrassment..."

Meng Xiaobei clenched his fist against his stomach, and took a long time to straighten up slowly.

She knew the stone would run away one day,
Stone is not her good friend, not even a friend.

She has always divided it like this, and it is very clear, and she is like this with everyone, so as not to let their affairs involve herself and her grandfather.

But still can't escape.

Meng Xiaobei bit her lip and scolded Shishi for a fool in her heart.

At the same time, I felt that the stone ran right.

Fortunately, he runs fast, which is really a blessing in misfortune.

She couldn't stay in this broken place herself, not to mention a stone that stammered when she had no ability, no IQ, no IQ.

Not being beaten to death by these people is a fortune teller.

Meng Xiaobei turned his head to look at the little flower who came in shaking and swooshing from outside the door, feeling very uncomfortable.

The reason why she has been ignoring Xiaohua's request for help is that she doesn't know how to help her, and Xiaohua herself doesn't know.

Meng Xiaobei felt that she was not able to take care of someone like Xiaohua, not to mention that if Uncle Qiu and Sledge found out, they would not let her go.

Meng Xiaobei himself is not afraid of them, but what should Grandpa do?
He was an old man who was still ill, and it was easy for Uncle Qiu to deal with him.

If she helps Xiaohua escape from here, where will she be able to settle down?
What will Xiaohua do?Hiding in Tibet like a stone?
Will it just come out of a wolf's den and fall into a tiger's mouth?
Meng Xiaobei was helpless.

Uncle Qiu didn't have much ability, but he was enough to nail them here, no matter how he moved, he would be heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)

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