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9. Quarrel

At this time, Meng Zijun felt that he might have misunderstood his brother, how could he listen to a child's words, he looked ashamed, "Brother, I didn't think so."

Meng Qingqing knew that it was impossible for her father to change her attitude towards Meng Zijian at once. She could only strike while the iron was hot. "In order to prove that you have no such greed, uncle, you should return the house and bank card to my father." Meng Qingqing The voice was sweet, soft, and childish, but it was deafening in Meng Zijian's ears.

This is naked, you just want to be greedy for these things, if not, you just hand it over.

At this moment, Mencius was in front of so many people in the ward, and was forced by his niece. If anyone else had handed over the things early, but Mencius was famously thick-skinned. Of course he didn’t want to give up the house easily. For a while, their family lived there, not to mention how comfortable it was, but when Meng Qingqing was so forced, he still couldn't put it on anymore.

He yelled at Meng Qingqing, "You, a little child, really don’t know how high the sky is. Do you know what disease your father has? He can die anytime, anywhere. Do you know that the first time you came to the provincial capital, you saw This colorful big city has flowers, so you have to go here to go to school. You are not here to take care of your father, but you are reluctant to live in this big city anymore, and you are not here, right?"

Meng Qingqing just wanted to irritate him. Only when a person is angry can he reveal his nature and let his father see his nature. Therefore, Meng Qingqing is unwilling to show weakness and challenge him. In your house, I also depend on my father's side. Unlike you, why I have said this to this point, and you still depend on my father's house and bank card."

Having talked to this point, Meng Zijian still didn't want to let go. He angrily said: "Okay, you will pay you back, but you will remember me, Meng Qingqing, when you cry and beg me in the future."

"I'd rather beg a stranger than beg you. Don't grind now, hand it over."

"I don't have the bank card with me now. I will send it tomorrow morning, and the house key will be sent tomorrow."

"It's still early, and it's too late for you to pick it up and send it back. I'm afraid you will run the bill again tomorrow."

"Meng Qingqing, don't cross the river and break the bridge. I used to take care of your dad. Now you will kill you as soon as you come. You deserve to be pitiful. If you die, your mother is about to die."

Meng Zijun couldn't listen anymore, frowned, and dropped the bowl to the ground, "Brother, how can you talk like this? Why shouldn't her mother put such a hat on the child?"

This is the biggest fire that Meng Zijun has made to his family in his life. Mencius has forgotten. Meng Qingqing’s mother is a taboo in this family. Meng Zijun is not happy when others mention it, so family members have always kept talking about this person in front of him. Now that Mencius has mentioned it, and it is said that Meng Qingqing killed her, it won't work if Mencius doesn't get angry.

Meng Qingqing stood up and said loudly: "My dad is fine now, what do you mean by what you said, do you expect my dad to leave soon? Do you have any humanity back then, where did you come from today without my dad?"

The 7 beds and the beds in the ward are the same as Meng Zijun's disease. It was not pleasing to see this Meng Zijian from the side as long as Meng Qingqing kept telling him to hand over the keys and bank cards. If they didn’t hand them in, they didn’t hand them in. His mind was clear. Ruo Jie, now that these words are said again, the damage to Meng Qingqing's child is undoubtedly worse.

The 7-bed son said: "You are really unkind in doing things. How can you say such things to your children"

The bed said coldly, "Brother, this is the person you entrusted to take care of your daughter. You can trust your daughter to take care of him carefully."

The bed’s wife snorted, “You have such a big four-bedroom house in the city center. If you want me for no reason, you will also agree to take care of your daughter. But if you take care of it well, you don’t know.”

Meng Zijun said: "Brother, Qingqing doesn't like to live with you. I entrust you to take care of her. Let's do it so that she won't kill your family again. I'll think of other ways. The bank card and house key are brought to me. Keep it for yourself."

Meng Zijun's attitude is already obvious, and coupled with the cynicism of others, Meng Zijian can't resist no matter how thick-skinned it is. He took out a room key from his pocket and threw a bank card on Meng Zijun's body, gave Meng Qingqing a fierce look, and walked out of the ward angrily.

Seeing his elder brother go away, Meng Zijun was a little unbearable, his face was disappointed and sad.

But Meng Qingqing was very happy. She had a great victory in the first battle. Just now, she was pressing so hard. Meng Zijian didn't let go. She shied away that the keys and bank cards were at home. He just didn't want to take them out. He was so deliberate about what he wanted to get. , Of course, I am reluctant to take it out. Now the situation has suddenly taken a turn for the worse, and the bank card and keys have been returned. The second day she was born again, the first day she came to find her father. He fought his uncle to a dismay, so that he did not have the opportunity to embezzle his father's property.

But looking at her father’s gloomy look, Meng Qingqing did not leave her father at night and stayed in the hospital. On the one hand, she didn’t know if the uncle’s family had really moved away. On the other hand, she wanted to accompany her father more and talk with him. Talking, even if it’s talking about topics that sound boring to others, telling about Meng Qingqing’s things at home and school, or listening to my dad telling about some interesting things about Meng Qingqing when he was a child, but my dad is out all the year round, rarely with Meng Qingqing. The scene of living together, so Meng Zijun remembers only a handful of her daughter's childhood.

Meng Zijun thought that in these last days, he should accompany his children to make up for the time owed before. Therefore, I increasingly agreed that Meng Qingqing should go to school here.

Originally planned to entrust Meng Qingqing to the care of her elder brother, but Meng Qingqing was unwilling, and Meng Zijun could only find another way.

Meng Zijun called his younger brother Meng Ziming and asked him to pick up his old mother from home immediately. He has something to ask her. Also, let them bring Meng Qingqing's schoolbag by the way.

Meng Zijun and his daughter were chatting and it was very late. Meng Zijun asked his daughter to lie down with him on the bed to sleep better, but Meng Qingqing insisted on lying on the side of the bed because he was afraid that his father would not be well rested. Sleeping. Too many things happened on this day, and she was too tired. After lying on the bedside for a while, she fell asleep.

Meng Zijun on the bed couldn't sleep. He is worried about his daughter's future.

ps: Thank you for the rewards from the following eight friends last week, haste, good gentleman is blessed, Lan Ruohen, the Smurf Baby Little Boy, Qingquanqing, flowers blooming on the road, stars falling in the sky, al39, thank you for the rewards of the above friends

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