PDLP Chapter 434: Breaking Up in Shura Field (21)
Chapter 434: Breaking Up in Shura Field (21)
Qi Yan's heart suddenly felt like a deer. She met Song Zhennian's dark eyes and did not dare to look away in the slightest, for fear of being seen by him as guilty.
She reached out and poked his shoulder, "Are you dreaming? I was sleeping last night, but I didn't speak."
"I did hear it." Song Zhennian frowned.
She was startled and muttered: "I shouldn't be talking in my sleep, right?"
"daydream?"
Song Zhennian lowered his eyes and recalled that he felt very strange last night. He could clearly tell that he was sleeping, but it didn't feel like he was dreaming, but there were real voices around him.
He raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "Get up and wash up."
"it is good."
She climbed up by his neck, and he carried her out of bed, but when she left his arms, she was held tightly by his hands.
She cast a puzzled look: "What's wrong?"
"Are you hiding something from me?"
Song Zhennian's eyes were very dark, like an abyss, locking her to the edge of the cliff and unable to move.
She controlled her facial expression and tried to be calm, "I have nothing to hide. What I want to hide most is the situation at home. Now you have seen that my parents are not good people. They like their son." ,Dislike me."
With tears in her eyes, she stared at him aggrievedly and pitifully, reaching out her hand to grasp his clothes with dependence, "I only have you."
Song Zhennian's heart softened, and he suppressed the doubts that came to his lips. Maybe he was thinking too much.
After all, he was insecure.
"When you complete the procedures for leaving your household, we will get married."
"Let's talk about it then, okay?" She discussed with him.
Song Zhennian let go of her and said without answering, "Go and wash up."
At about nine o'clock, Liu Chuncao came out of the bedroom yawning. Her husband, an alcoholic, was still awake due to his drunkenness. When she saw a pile of cash on the table, she suddenly lost all sleepiness and her eyes sparkled. Leaning closer: “Oh my God, there are so many.”
In the data age, all money is replaced by numbers, and few people use cash. When a large pile of thick cash is placed on the table, it still has a great impact.
Song Zhennian stood at the door of the bedroom, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his eyes were cold: "I gathered an extra ten thousand, a total of sixty thousand, for good luck."
When he heard that his son-in-law took the initiative to add money, Liu Chuncao was even more happy: "I knew you were a sensible person from the time you first came in. Okay, okay, I'll get Xiaoyan's household registration book."
Qi Yan sighed: "Mom, why don't you just support me for a few more years?"
"Don't forget that you have a younger brother. He is still studying. He has not found a job or married a wife. There will be more places to spend money in the future. You have hands and feet. Why should I support you?"
She immediately argued: "He still has hands and feet. Besides, he is not a rich second generation. Why do you give him so much living expenses every month?"
"There are many places to spend money in school, the relationship between classmates, the relationship with teachers, and buying some food and clothing. There are many places to spend money here. He is a boy, not a girl like you. "Liu Chuncao murmured and took out the household registration book from the bottom of the box in the house. "Take it and return it after use."
"I got it." Qi Yan felt relaxed after taking the thin red notebook from Liu Chuncao's hand. She suddenly thought of another thing.
"By the way, Mom, do you remember Shan Hongwei?"
Liu Chuncao took out a big bag, put cash in it, and responded: "Who is it? I don't know him."
"There was a policeman from my neighborhood who came to our house to mediate conflicts in our family."
Liu Chuncao paused in collecting the money, then tilted his head and fell into memories, "It seems like..." Ah suddenly thought of that scene, and suddenly said: "Oh, I remember, that happened many years ago, you ask him What to do?"
Qi Yan rambled casually: "I also suddenly thought of him. At that time, he came to mediate and called me Xiaoyan."
"There is such a person. If you don't mention it, I would forget about it." Liu Chuncao put the money away and tied his pocket. "His family moved away many years ago. He seems to have been promoted. He is quite nice."
"Promotion?" Qi Yan thought of Shan Hongwei in the mental hospital, his face full of vicissitudes of life and his eyes full of despair. It was obvious that he was framed as mentally ill.
She knew this was muddy water and she shouldn't save it, and she might get into a lot of trouble, but she couldn't turn a blind eye.
As she insists, all sins should not be forgiven. This world is real, not data in a game. She has to save people and expose the evil deeds of the mental hospital.
Once the crime was revealed, Dean Tang Li could not escape the blame, and the breakup was naturally successful.
The more Qi Yan thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good thing that killed two birds with one stone, and she began to make plans in her mind.
Before leaving, she performed a very artificial show of reluctance, and even asked Liu Chuncao to get the extra 10,000 yuan back.
Liu Chuncao loved money as much as his life, so he rushed Qi Yan and Song Zhennian to the door with curses.
Just when Liu Chuncao was about to close the door, Qi Yan pressed her shoe against the crack of the door, "Mom, I still have a phone call to talk to you."
Liu Chuncao's face was impatient: "Speak quickly."
Qi Yan shouted at the top of her lungs: "The greatest ability of your life, Liu Chuncao, is to give birth to such a good daughter like me, to provide you with food and drink every day, but in the end you call me a white-eyed wolf?"
"I spent nearly one! One hundred! Ten thousand for this family! In your eyes, it's not even as good as my brother's!"
"Lao Qi has the throne, so he likes to pamper his legitimate son, doesn't he? I'm going to say this today, this family will be without me, what the hell! Sooner or later you will go drink the northwest wind!"
There was a huge echo in the corridor, especially in the old building, which had poor sound insulation. Qi Yan shouted so loudly that the neighbors could hear her.
She just wanted to make this matter so that the neighbors would hear about it. From now on, she would be divorced from this family and the shame would not be lost on her.
It was morning now, and the old man and old lady who had nothing to do in the building quietly opened the door a crack and listened.
Liu Chuncao's face turned green and white, and he opened the door and was about to take action.
Then, a silver gun was pressed against her head.
Liu Chuncao was completely dumbfounded. She had never seen such a thing in her life. She had only seen it in TV dramas before. She couldn't tell the truth from the false and was frightened.
Song Zhennian's expression was dull and his eyes were calm, "Go back."
"You, please stop scaring me with a toy gun. Do you know that it is illegal to own a gun in the country?"
What answered Liu Chuncao was the snapping sound of Song Zhennian using his thumb to move the hammer handle of the mechanism at the end of the gun.
Liu Chuncao's legs were so frightened that he almost knelt down and backed away tremblingly: "I, I retreat, I retreat."
Qi Yan kicked the security door back, feeling very happy, "Thank you."
She turned around and saw Song Zhennian pointing the dark gun at her.