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169 Meeting

Meng Zijun smiled and said, "Whatever you want, this money will be Qingqing's living expenses in your house in the future!"

Le Hua Zhang said: "Anyway, I thank you for your help. It's not my hypocrisy. I have to ask my family about the money."

"Well, family matters should be discussed with the whole family. This should be the case. If the old lady is unwilling to accept, you inform me and I will talk to her personally. Speaking of which, I should go and see her."

After Meng Zijun left, Le Huazhang called and told her sister about the matter. Le Huaihua knew that the money matter had been resolved and was very happy. At least, with the money, my mother's fortunes were saved. .

Le Huazhang reminded her sister, "Meng Zijun borrowed this money. Do you think Mom will agree to use this money?"

Of course Le Huali knew who Meng Zijun was. Although she hadn't seen it before, she and her mother had condemned this person together before, so they were familiar with this name.

For Le Huali, she doesn’t care who borrowed the money. As long as she borrows money to save her mother, it’s a good thing. Even though she knew that Meng Zijun runs a company and has money, she knows that he can put out half a million at once. After that, Le Huali still sighed in her heart. She was about to kowtow to others when she borrowed 10,000 yuan, and she easily made 500,000 yuan. This is really rich!

Le Huaihua said: "Hua Zhang, do you need this money, and his daughter will be raised by you in the future, so you don't need to use it for nothing. Let's wait for the money now? How much is face worth? Face can be saved Is it my mother's life? So An Anxin took the money and kept it from her for the time being."

But Yu Xiaofei disagreed with her mother-in-law. She said, "Hua Zhang, I was uneasy all day long when I kept Qingqing's things from her. In the end, I couldn't keep it, and it was too much. Now, I can't keep it. Now, take everything out and speak frankly. Meng Zijun took out the money because he was sincere and sincere to help us, and it was not a shameful thing. Why should we hide it? Mom is not a foolish person. She Don’t you know how good it is? This is a good thing at first, but I have to hide it, but it seems like a bad thing!"

Yes! Everyone is tired, and let's talk about it. This is really not a bad thing.

So Meng Zijun and Yu Xiaofei told the old lady about the current situation and how Meng Zijun sent money to help.

The old lady listened silently from beginning to end.

Finally, Le Hua Zhang said, "Mom, do you say that you accept Meng Zijun's help, or do we think of a way to sell the house? No matter what, you must be cured."

"You can live in peace and contentment. You sell the house. Will you rent a house everywhere you will move in in the future? If you rent a house, do you feel at ease? Besides, you can't find a suitable buyer at once. . But this set cannot be sold. This one is called Meng Zijun, I want to see him."

"Mom... Meng Zijun is kind, he has no other meaning, just wants to help us."

The old lady looked calm, "I know he was kind, so I have to thank him face to face. I heard that he has also suffered a very serious illness. I walked through Guimenguan this time and understood a lot of truths, I think. He should be in the same mood. It's the same with me! No matter how much money anyone has, he won't be too much to scatter it everywhere. In the most difficult times, it is a rare thing to have someone to help. So we should be thankful!"

"Mom, thank you, thank you for thinking like this." Yu Xiaofei was actually wronged for Meng Zijun. When Le Huazhang rejected him for the first time, when Le Huahua said that she was hiding the money from her mother-in-law, Mencius Jun always considers others. But it is often just a complaint left behind. It is difficult to be a good person, especially to be a good person, deliberately thinking about others, and complaining about suffering and suffering, and cannot get the understanding of others.

Meng Zijun arrived as scheduled. This was the first time he walked into Le Huazhang's house.

He was wearing a blue and white fine checkered shirt and a pair of off-white slacks. Although he was thinner, he was as handsome as ever.

The old lady lost her hair due to chemotherapy, so she wore a soft hat.

It was a weekend, Le Huazhang took a rest, and Yu Xiaofei also took a leave of absence to welcome Meng Zijun's arrival at home.

Seeing Meng Zijun’s clothes reminded Yu Xiaofei of the time when the two of them were together. At that time, Meng Zijun always wore blue work clothes when they were working in the workshop. Xiao Fei went to the street with such a suit, a blue and white fine checked shirt and beige casual pants, it seems that his best clothes are such a set, of course, the quality is far inferior to the current set. Now, he still likes this combination. He really changed very little, even the clothes he wore and the food he ate had not changed much. The same is true for his face and appearance, just thinner than before. If there hadn't been that car accident...fate would be too cruel to him.

Everyone greeted each other, sat down to talk, and Yu Xiaofei went into the kitchen to cook.

Meng Zijun just came in, and the old lady kept staring at him. Meng Zijun is not as weak and lifeless as she imagined. He is so young, gentle and energetic. There is also a feeling of acquaintance. What a pity, how could he get that. This kind of illness, his youth is just right! If it weren't for this terrible disease, he wouldn't ask for his daughter's loneliness, nor would he have any intersection with their family. She would not know where to find the cost of hospitalization for her illness.

"Meng Zijun, thank you for lending me money to treat my illness, but this money may be paid back to you slowly."

"I have already talked to Teacher Le, this money will be Qingqing's living expenses in your family in the future!"

The old lady knew what he meant. He wanted to entrust his daughter to them. She couldn’t believe that a person with such a bright smile would be someone who is dying, “You’re so young and you don’t need money. Cured."

"I hope so!" He said seriously, his eyes as clean and clear as a child.

The old lady looked at these eyes, her heart moved, her familiar face, her familiar dress, her brilliant smile, her childlike eyes, and a thought flashed in Cheng Huifen's mind.

Meng Zijun... Meng... Zi...jun, yes! It seems to be called by such a name. Although China is so big and there are so many people with the same name and surname, not only the same name and the same surname, but also the same face, the same brilliant smile, and the same clean and clear childlike eyes, I’m afraid not much.

ps: Thank you Yu Ping and joycf for the monthly pass, and thank Sensu for your reward! (To be continued.)

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