Scumbag Online Collapse Plot

    Yes.

    Song Qiuxue did not intend to pay.

      You better go, I'll give Song Li a call."

    "No!" Song Peng said immediately.

    Song Li is his cousin, the second son of the uncle.

    It is the second opponent who competes with him for the uncle's assets.

    Don't think about it at all, if the uncle really contacts Song Li, Song Li will definitely come right away, even happy.

    But at that point, he is not happy.

    Is it possible for him to give up the opportunity to have a good relationship with his uncle, and then let Song Li take advantage of it?

    He wouldn't do such a stupid thing, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll go buy pork."

    Song Qiuxue hummed: "I want black pork!"

    "Good good." Song Pengte's flesh hurts.

    Black pork, he is reluctant to eat it.

    Song Qiuxue said again: "Buy ten catties, and then buy some prawns, I want to eat shrimp dumplings."

    Song Peng gritted his teeth and had to squeeze out a few words: "...Okay, I'll buy it."

    Song Qiuxue was satisfied, with a smile on his old face, "I know, you are afraid that my old man will eat too much meat and be bad, but you have to think about it, I am so old Now, how many years can I eat?"

    Song Peng's mouth twitched.

    Who cares about his body, he cares about his wallet!

    Buy it.

    Besides, he had to buy it.

    My legs were so tired that I had to run out to buy groceries.

    In the end, I think it's better to spend more money and feel more at ease.

    If the old man recognized him and got angry and kicked him out, wouldn't his hard work this morning be in vain?

    I’m so tired, I’m dying, I can’t get nothing at all, right?

    There is no vegetable market, so I went to the big supermarket next to it to see it.

    Stayed in the supermarket for nearly half an hour, and when I came out, there was a few hundred dollars less in my wallet.

    When he returned to the old man's house, his face was ashen.

    That's fine.

    He hadn't taken off his shoes when he heard the old man's dissatisfied voice: "What? Do you hate me, the old guy? Who are you looking at with a straight face?"

    Song Peng hurriedly said: "Nothing! Didn't I do so much today? It's inevitable that I'm a little tired."

    Song Peng made plans before coming.

    Whether you do something or not, I just want to tell the old man.

    Do less and say more.

    Not to mention that he really didn't stop today, of course he had to say a few more words in front of the old man.

    He thought that the old man would be more satisfied with him.

    What I didn't know was that as soon as I finished speaking, I saw the old man with a stern face: "What? I think I'm too busy? If you don't want to do it, then leave early, I can't find it. someone to accompany me."

    "...Uncle, how could I think you are too troublesome?" Song Peng really didn't know what to say.

    He thought that the uncle didn't have a biological son, otherwise it would be miserable, and he had to follow this weird old man.

    Did he just say something?

    Nothing to say!

    In the end, the old man tried to think of him badly.

    Wait…

    Obviously the old man's attitude towards them was pretty good yesterday, why did it suddenly change so much?

    Could it be that someone was talking nonsense in front of him?

    It's not the nanny from before, right?

    Song Peng thought about it and thought it was possible.

    He had heard that this nanny was paid a high salary before, but now because they were suddenly expelled, it was inevitable that he would hate him, and he might make irresponsible remarks in front of the old man.

    After scolding.

    Going to work again...

    Kneading noodles and chopping meat, Song Peng and his wife have been making dumplings since lunch, and they did not finish making dumplings until ten o'clock in the evening.

    The two were so tired that their waists could not be straightened, and their hands were shaking, which was enough to show that they were really tired.

    Chen Meng looked at the sky outside the window, gently pushed the people around her, and whispered, "Let's go back."

    Tired and sleepy, she can't wait to lie down and sleep right now.

    Song Peng also wanted to sleep very much, but his eyes turned and his voice became a little louder: "No hurry, let's clean up the uncle first, and then go back."

     She winked as she spoke.

    Chen Meng didn't understand at first.

    The main thing is that I'm really tired and don't have so much energy to think about other things.

    Later, she saw her husband's silent reminder to her, and then she understood.

    Yes.

    It's so late anyway, why don't you linger for a while.

    The longer they wait, is it possible that this dead old man will let them go back at night?

    Don't look at the dead old man and live alone, but his house is not small.

    Besides, they have already stayed overnight.

    That means there will be a second night, a third night…

    Maybe they will be able to live here for a long time.

    Chen Meng said again and again: "Yes, it's time to clean up."

    Then the two began to pack up again.

    The hands and feet are particularly slow, and it is obvious that they are procrastinating.

    Song Qiuxue didn't pierce it, and took her clothes to the bathroom to take a shower.

    After coming out, the first sentence to the two of them was: "Okay, don't care what time it is, what are you going to pack when it's time to go to bed?"

    Song Peng pretended to look at the clock on the wall, and said with a look of surprise: "Yeah! It's so late. If you don't tell me, uncle, I thought it was just now."

    Chen Meng pretended to be anxious: "Why is it so late, I don't know if there is a bus yet, I'm afraid it will be after midnight when I get home."

    "It's fine, if there's no bus, we'll take a taxi back." Song Peng said, "I just don't know if it's a good time to take a taxi."

    You and I.

    While he was talking, he quietly looked at the old man out of the corner of his eye, waiting for him to speak.

    They even thought.

    The old man opened his mouth, and they had to pretend to evade a few words.

    It's not that they are rushing to stay, but the other party begging them to stay.

    Song Qiuxue spoke, and he said, "Yes, then you all go back early, otherwise you will not be able to get a taxi later."

    Song Peng, Chen Meng: “…”

    That's it?

    They worked hard all day, spent hundreds of dollars in wallets and hundreds of dumplings, but they didn't let them stay overnight?

    Do you want to be so heartless?

    Even if you don't want them to stay, you have to say something?

    It's not so rigid that they can't find any excuses.

    Song Qiuxue, no matter what they thought, waved to chase away customers: "Don't be dawdling, hurry back, you won't be able to get a car again, you're afraid you have to go back."

    The subtext is clear.

    Don't even think about staying at his house even if you go back.

    Song Peng still wanted to make some efforts, but the man was pushed out of the door just after he opened his mouth.

    "...tmd!" Song Peng endured it, and couldn't help but scolded in a low voice.

    My eyes were fixed on the door, and I could not wait to kick a few feet directly.

    He has to endure the anger.

    In the end, I can only leave with a full stomach.

    When I left the community, I happened to pass a taxi.

    He reached out and stopped and asked, "How much does it cost to go to Jingshan?"

    The driver said: "Eighty."

    Song Peng took a deep breath, "Why is it so expensive? I usually only need to sit for more than forty."

    The driver was impatient to talk to them and drove away.

    Song Peng made a 'spit', scolded a few words, and then said, "I don't believe I can't wait for the second car."

    Wait for sure.

    But I don't know if they are lucky, there are many vehicles passing by in the city center, but there are no taxis.

    We waited for more than half an hour, and the two were so shivering that they waited for a car.

    The result is more expensive than the last driver.

    How much more expensive?

    I can't wait for dozens of minutes in the cold wind at night?

    In the end, I could only sit up with the pain.

    When the two of them came home exhausted, they just lay on the bed and went to sleep without cleaning.

     But I didn't sleep well.

     After tossing and turning for a while, I just felt this pain and that pain, and it took a long time to fall asleep.

    After falling asleep, Song Peng began to dream.

    I dreamed that I inherited the uncle's property, and all the money in the house under his name belonged to him.

    It feels so cool.

    The good times didn't last long, and several cousins ​​were jealous of him and beat him up.

    The pain made him grin, and he wanted to faint.

     come over.

    Wait and open your eyes.

    Song Peng was so shocked that he sat up straight, he saw the big sun outside the window, he stretched out his hand and pushed the people around him to wake up, cursing: "You stupid woman, why are you sleeping until now? You managed to hold on for one day yesterday, but if you don’t go today, the old man has no choice but to scold us again?”

    Chen Meng was sore and sleepy, she said dissatisfiedly, "Are you blaming me for not setting the alarm yourself?"

    "You dare to talk back? Okay, then get out of here, don't enter our Song family, and don't even think about sharing the old man's things when I get them!"

    Chen Mengyi listened.

    Stopped immediately.

    Divorce is not scary, what is scary is that there is no big house to live in in the future.

    She hurriedly found herself a step down, "Okay, let's go out quickly, and we have to make a good impression in front of the dead old man."

    The two of them don't care about bickering.

     Immediately got up and packed up.

    In fact, it's not too late, but it's not even eight o'clock, and they were still sleeping at this time.

    On the way to the city, the two yawned.

    I almost fell asleep on the bus several times.

    Because I'm too sleepy, I can't think about how to deal with the old man, I just want to talk about it after this day.

    When they reached the door, Song Peng knocked on the door.

    Knocked for a while, but no one opened the door.

    Chen Meng was lying on the door listening to the movement in the room, but she didn't hear it for a while, she couldn't help but said, "Could something have happened to him inside?"

    A lonely old man.

    Old age has some common problems of the elderly.

    What if you got sick or fell down last night?

    The couple couldn't help but wonder.

    Some worry and some ecstasy.

    The joy is naturally that if the old man dies, then they will get a part of the inheritance.

    The worry is that now the old man has not been fooled, even if the inheritance is divided, it will be divided with other cousins, and naturally there will not be too much.

    "Hurry up and make a call." Chen Meng urged.

    Song Peng took out his mobile phone and hoped that no one would answer after the number was broadcast.

    Although I will share the inheritance with my cousins, I can still share some, which is better than nothing now.

    He thinks too much.

    The phone was picked up shortly after the broadcast. Song Peng was a little disappointed, but he still asked with fake concern: "Where have you been, uncle? I'm at your door."

    The other end of the phone said a few words, Chen Meng didn't know what the dead old man said, but she could see that her man's face was getting darker and darker. When he hung up the phone, she quickly asked Said: "What's wrong?"

    Song Peng was so angry, "What a shit! The dead old man didn't even tell us when he went out, causing us to come here early in the morning!"

    If he had said it sooner, he would still be in bed comfortably now!