Chapter 8: Heartbreaking
"Why are you doing this to me?" Li Jinjin didn't have a trace of fear, but now, she was a little calm, "Tell me, what am I sorry for you?" ”
"Humph! Your father, in order to get me to marry you, tried his best to let my mother have a car accident, knowing that my family was poor and had no way out, he asked me to take care of you until I made a clear statement, and then transferred the money to the account, which led to the delay in the treatment time, and my mother has always felt uncomfortable in the waist. I will never forget this humiliation! ”
"You're a liar! My father was not such a person at all. Li Jinjin snorted coldly: "Back then, when you were admitted to university, your family was poor and couldn't afford to work with your face, I dropped out of school to provide for you, and your mother was hit by a car..."
Li Jinjin will always remember that snowy night, the cold was bone-chilling, and the restaurant had just closed at ten o'clock in the evening.
The sky was white, the snow was flying, and she was so tired that she just wanted to fall asleep in bed.
"Jin Jin, something happened!" Song Qiran never went to the restaurant to look for her, saying that she was busy with her studies, but in fact, she didn't want people to know about Li Jinjin's existence at all.
Today he panicked, didn't care about the eyes of others, and pulled Li Jinjin's arm: "It snowed today, my mother was hit by a car, and the person ran away, and now she is in the hospital, and she needs hospitalization fees, I... I don't have any money. ”
Song Qiran's face turned red, as if he was about to drip blood.
"Don't worry, I'll help you." Li Jinjin's mind turned: "How much money is needed." ”
"The hospitalization deposit is 100,000 yuan."
The astronomical number frightened Li Jinjin dizzy: "100,000 yuan!" I just remitted 1,500 yuan of last month's salary to you the day before yesterday, and now I only have 50 yuan left, how much do you have in your hand? ”
"I..." Song Qiran hated Li Jinjin for embarrassing him, knowing that he was busy with his studies, had no time to work, needed to supplement nutrition, had to have a good relationship with his classmates, and occasionally had to give his mother some pocket money.
The 1,500 yuan, as soon as it entered his pocket, he spent not much left, and he stiffened his neck and said, "I only have a few hundred yuan!" ”
"What then?" Li Jinjin pondered: "What about your relatives?" ”
This sentence touched Song Qiran's scales, every relative hates his mother, if he hears the news of being hit by a car, he will borrow money? It's good not to clap your hands and praise it.
"If you don't borrow, you won't borrow, what are you doing so much?" He pushed Li Jinjin away and walked forward angrily, but his eyes were aimed at the shadow on the ground, but his voice became louder: "My family is poor, and no one asks if you are poor in the downtown area!" Who can afford me? ”
"Don't worry." Li Jinjin was pushed by him, and hurried to catch up with him: "Let's discuss it again, maybe we can come up with a way!" ”
Song Qiran struggled to break free a few more times, and then stopped after acting enough: "What can I do?" ”
"Or... Why don't I go home and ask my dad! Li Jinjin muttered for a long time.
Young and vigorous, she completely fell out with her family, slapped her mouth fiercely, and also put down cruel words: "You should not have my daughter!" ”
She hadn't been in touch with her father for two years, but she didn't want to go down this path if she had the slightest way.
"It's a pity you have a birthmark on your face." Song Qiran muttered in a low voice: "Selling alcohol in the bar is much more than what you make now." ”
In a trance, Li Jinjin didn't pay attention to Song Qiran's words at all.
A breath struck her chest, her body was like a boulder, it was cold today, and her heart was even colder.
When she got home, she knelt in front of her father and cried for a whole hour.
The father began to speak coldly, and then persuaded him bitterly, and finally sighed: "You get up, I will solve this matter." ”
"My father specially asked a provincial expert to perform surgery on your mother so that she could walk, otherwise, she would be paralyzed now!"
Li Jinjin pointed at Song Qiran's nose and trembled: "Raising a dog for ten years is more grateful than you." ”