Chapter Thirty-Seven: It's Better to Wait for You than to Die
The doorman looked at Zheng Zhi who suddenly stopped in confusion, a little puzzled, but he didn't ask much.
Zheng Zhi stopped because of the sentence just now, 'the injury is not serious' and 'the bandaging is complete'.
Since people are not dead, then forget it.
He turned his head and walked back, "Go and tell Zheng Zheng that the blood has not dried up, so don't go home." ”
Doorman: "... Yes, you're good to go. ”
That's it?
Song Jingqiao followed Zheng Zhi's ass with the cup the whole time, wherever she went, and when she returned to the car, she handed over the water cup in a timely manner.
"Drink some water to cool off. ”
"Hmm. Zheng Zhi took a sip and swept his gaze over the doorman just now, "Zheng Zheng will definitely call within a minute, and you will answer." ”
"Good. ”
Song Jingqiao happily responded, and sure enough, as soon as the words got out of the car, a vibration sounded.
Zheng Zhi handed her the phone, "frustrating his spirit." ”
No problem, she's the best at it.
Song Jingqiao took the phone, and as soon as he connected it, there was an angry roar from the other side!
"Uncle, why are you leaving again! I'm waiting for you to solve the matter, it's better to wait for death! At least death can wait!"
The child spoke very politely, Zheng Zhi had already frowned and closed his eyes, Song Jingqiao thought that Zheng Ze and Zheng Yao were already bears enough, but he didn't expect that this bear child was also graded, Zheng Zheng belonged to the top kind.
She slammed back unceremoniously, "Then you wait to die." ”
......There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then an even louder roar followed: "Salad! It's you again! Isn't it enough for you to fool the master once! You dare to come to me to spread wild? You wait for me, I'll go down now, I can't kill you!"
"Toot-" he hung up.
Anyway, Song Jingqiao is now his titular little aunt, and his uncle is still sitting next to him, how dare he talk like this?
Song Jingqiao was puzzled, and while wondering, he got out of the car and found a wrench in the trunk toolbox.
Zheng Zhi leaned to the side to look at her, and felt that the wrench was not good.
"Others are tall and big, how can you beat them with a wrench? ”
He magically pulled out a sword from the trunk.
Sword?
Song Jingqiao has only been taken by surprise by Zheng Zhi in his life, more than once.
She took the sword, and it was heavy, and she couldn't hold it.
"How could you prepare such a thing?" she asked.
Zheng Zhi's face was regretful, "I want to use it myself, but I think it will destroy family harmony, so I have been idle." “
Song Jingqiao: "......" Sure enough, Zheng Zhi not only used money to maintain family stability, but also made great contributions to family harmony with excellent self-control.
She held this heavy sword, and it didn't take long for Zheng Zheng to be ushered in.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Zheng looks like a lively and sunny college student.
The head was wrapped around two bandages, faintly showing a little blood, but it did not affect walking, and it was tiger and tiger when walking, one pit at a time.
"Uncle!"
Zheng Zheng saw his uncle at a glance, as well as the slim beauties beside his uncle.
looks so beautiful, why is the heart so black?
Zheng Zheng was heartbroken, walked a few steps quickly, and stood still in front of Zheng Zhi, "Uncle!"
"Hmm. Zheng Zhi didn't want to pay attention to him, and flashed around to reveal Song Jingqiao, "Call Auntie." ”
Song Jingqiao also greeted politely: "Good evening, eldest nephew, it's okay if it's not good, whatever you want." ”
One of the two loves to ignore it, the other hangs it, the other has a wrench in his hand, and the other holds a sword in his arms.
Zheng Zheng now has not only injuries on his head, but also more question marks.
"What do you mean by that, trying to beat me up with something?"
"No, it's illegal to hit someone. Song Jingqiao put away the sword good-naturedly, since Zheng Zheng didn't have the idea of using it, then she didn't need to use the sword.
"So what are you doing here?"
"Wait for you, did you eat at night? Song Jingqiao said a few perfunctory words, but he couldn't stand the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket, so he had to take it out helplessly and hang up, the other party beat again, hung up, and the other party still played.
"You answer the phone first, it's rude not to answer the phone. Zheng Zheng couldn't see it, leaning against the car door with a head bandage, staring at him.
Song Jingqiao has no choice, he is afraid of missing the group news when he shuts down the phone, and many high-quality part-time jobs need to be grabbed.
The call was from Song Miao, and as soon as she picked it up, her ears were full of roars.
It was the same roar as Zheng Zheng just now.
"Song Jingqiao, do you have a conscience! Your mother is waiting for money to save her life in the hospital, where have you gone!"
The voice is full of energy, where does it look like an injury?
There are children, Song Jingqiao is not easy to say, she patiently explained: "First of all, your injury was beaten by others, you should ask them to pay for the medical expenses, secondly, even if they don't pay, you are because Meng He's mother and son were beaten, you should find them to pay, no matter what, you shouldn't look for me, okay?"
"You're still not my daughter!You're a white-eyed wolf!" Song Miao cried, "Meng He is also injured!
Hand over?
Song Jingqiao was surprised, she actually needed to explain to Meng Rongguang?
Does this have anything to do with her from beginning to end?
It's really strange that Song Miao should be written into the constitution to prohibit birth.
Song Jing lifted his sword up with a grim face, and said, "You're in the hospital now, right? Can the doctors in the emergency room perform craniotomy?"
"What are you going to do?" Song Miao's tone was very bad, "No one hurts their heads!"
And Zheng Zheng, who was beside Song Jingqiao, nodded subconsciously and refuted her words, "Someone hurt his head." ”
But his words didn't attract anyone's attention, Song Jingqiao sneered, he really didn't have the strength to hold the sword, and slammed it into the ground.
"No one hurt their heads, but I think it's time for your head to be drained, go to the doctor and give you a craniotomy, I'll pay for it, and I'll give you a ride." ”
Song Miao was mad, but Song Jingqiao didn't give her a chance to continue scolding, hung up the phone neatly, turned her head and showed a kind smile to Zheng Zheng.
"What about you? Is there a problem with your head? While you have a sword and a wrench, I'll give you a craniotomy?"
"No...... No, my head is okay, it's not leaking. ”
Zheng Zheng shrunk his neck, looked left and right at his uncle and aunt, the night was bright, and the two of them were leaning against the side of the car with murder weapons in their hands, as if the male and female were coming to harvest human heads.
It's terrible, what kind of thing is his uncle looking for? Can you marry a wife just by looking at her appearance? Can't you see if you are gentle and gentle?
Zheng Zheng's outlook on life was greatly impacted, he touched the bandage on his head, and said hesitantly that he wanted to leave.
"Let's go, let Zhou Chi tell me if I have no money. ”
Zheng Zhi glanced at his nephew with a little pity, and said in a deep voice, "I'll turn off my phone in advance." ”