Zhang Pingen's actions really did not disappoint Fu Wei, after Zhang Pingen ran home from the supermarket that day, he was planning with peace of mind how to do the only person in the class who had a Rubik's Cube.

The day after Fu Mo gave him the Rubik's Cube, he sent the classmate who had the Rubik's Cube in the class to the hospital. When they rushed to the hospital when they heard the news, Jiang Meijuan and Zhang Jiarui were already there.

"Can you listen to me, how can you hit someone?" Jiang Meijuan stretched out her long nails and poked at Zhang Pingen's head, a crescent mark.

Looking at the dense crescent moon on the door of Zhang Pingen's head, Fu Yu knocked on the door.

The people in the ward looked at the door, and before the adults could say anything, Zhang Pingen suddenly ran over, shouting in an aggrieved immature childish voice, "Godmother, godfather." ”

Fu Mo didn't speak, but Zheng Nanyang next to him picked him up and touched the mark on his head, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It hurts, my mother is really not a real mother, she is so cruel to me," Zhang Pingen said, and the tears in his eyes fell down one by one.

Her son told outsiders that he was not close, Jiang Meijuan couldn't bear it, she rushed over and dragged Zhang Pingen back to the ground, "snapped" a few times, and beat him on the buttocks.

"I told you to beat people, I told you not to learn well, I am not a kiss," Jiang Meijuan slapped him with the last slap and asked him viciously, "Say, am I a kiss?" ”

Zhang Pingen was already crying silently, and when he heard Jiang Meijuan ask, he had to sobble and answer, "No!" ”

Then while she wasn't paying attention, she hid behind Fu Wei again.

"You!" Jiang Meijuan stomped her feet angrily.

"If you want to educate your children, go back to education, this is in the ward, and my son still needs to rest," Zhong Ling snorted coldly and glanced at Jiang Meijuan.

It's a loss to be a civil servant, just this quality, no wonder the child can't be taught well.

"Okay, Meijuan, don't do anything to Ping En, this is in the hospital," Zhang Jiarui frowned and said to Jiang Meijuan.

Why don't I usually see her educating children, and it's really cheeky to be angry here. She is a civil servant and has a job, so naturally she doesn't need to pay attention to her image outside, but he is in business, can she take care of him a little?

Jiang Meijuan scowled, but she still stared at Zhang Pingen fiercely, and her eyes conveyed a message Little rabbit cub, you are finished.

"I'm here to see the children," Fu Wei motioned, asking Zheng Nanyang to put everything next to the bed of the beaten child.

"You're his godmother?" Zhong Ling glanced at Fu Wei contemptuously, and her tone was not good. After she glanced at what Zheng Nanyang had put in, her face softened a little.

"My son was beaten like this by your godson, what do you say?" Zhong Ling crossed her hands and raised her chin and nodded at Fu Wei.

The woman in front of her is much better dressed than the Zhang family, and the things she holds are all high-end, and she is even easier to talk about when she looks at her face.

"What do you want to do?"

This time, Zheng Nanyang is ready to lose money, if the Zhang family is allowed to take the money, they will definitely be heartbroken when they have blood, and they will educate their children well, which is contrary to their purpose.

It's better for them to take the money, anyway, they don't give Zhang Pingen money once or twice, it's not bad.

Sensing Zhong Ling's meaning, the Zhang family tacitly chose to shut up. Anyway, it's a godmother and godfather, what's wrong with giving yourself some money?

Not to mention that they don't have children yet.

Zhong Ling coughed, and directly gestured, sliding his thumb and index finger to ask for money.

"How much do you want?" Fu Wei asked the price directly, she is now making a fortune with Zheng Nanyang, and money is really nothing to her.

"One... A thousand, right? I didn't expect Fu Ling to be so upright, Zhong Ling's original momentum also dropped, and he tentatively said a number. She never took her eyes off Fu Wei, for fear that her attitude would change and she would dislike the asking price was too high.

In this era when 10,000 households are still hot, 1,000 is really sky-high for this kind of child's petty fight.

"Why don't you rob it," Zhang's mother said dissatisfiedly, although the money was all paid out, but how good it was to save it for her grandson to buy things, there was no need to give it to that woman.

Jiang Meijuan and Zhang Jiarui both shrank aside and said nothing, they couldn't take out the money, and they were embarrassed to refute like Zhang's mother, their son made a mistake and asked someone else to clean up the mess for him, they were really shameless.

Thinking of this, Jiang Meijuan felt a little unbalanced in her heart, how could Fu Wei be so lucky, and she could be so happy to marry a husband who couldn't have children.

Why did she marry Zhang Jiarui as she wished, but her married life was not what she expected?

"Okay," Fu Wei stretched out his hand towards Zheng Nanyang, who quickly counted out ten hundred sheets from his pocket and placed them in Fu Tao's palm.

Fu Wei picked up and counted, stretched out his hand forward, and the hand holding the money was frozen in the air. Zhong Ling didn't expect the two of them to carry so much cash with them, so they immediately reached out to get it.

But it didn't move.

Zhong Ling looked at Fu Mo suspiciously, only to see Fu Mo smile lightly, and her lips with red lipstick opened and closed, "But I have one condition, your son will transfer to another school, and I don't want him to continue to affect my godson's mood at school." ”

Transfer?

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the school tomorrow to go through the transfer procedures," Zhong Ling took the money with a huff in her heart, and she was ecstatic in her heart.

A thousand!

Isn't it just a transfer school, which can make a lot of money!

She looked at her son who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, and the toys that her precious son picked up made a lot of money!

After settling the compensation, several people were unwilling to stay in the hospital longer, and followed Fu Wei out of the ward.

"Shulan, thank you so much this time," Mother Zhang looked at Fu Xuan's eyes as if she regarded her as a savior, and she was also a living walking money.

"It's okay, Ping En is also my son," Fu Mo said indifferently, while Jiang Meijuan, who was walking on the edge, had a black face.

Zhang's mother, that old woman, is really a money-eyed thing, and when she sees that others are rich, she goes to the knot, and she doesn't want to think about who the family has climbed into this relationship.

Unconsciously, Jiang Meijuan has elevated Fu Wei to a status, treating her as a capital that can be shown off and proud in front of Zhang's mother.

She and Fu Wei are the closest, and the Zhang family just occupies her light.

Jiang Meijuan walked with her head down, immersed in her own little world, and didn't care about their conversation.

"Meijuan," Fu Wei patted her right shoulder, but her body swooped to the left, looking at her with a smile.

"You still haven't changed at all," Jiang Meijuan teased her with a smile, but her thoughts drifted back to their youth.

At that time, she and Fu Mo were friends who talked about everything, and Fu Hui always liked to tease her like this, and she would be fooled every time.

When did their relationship change?

"You haven't changed, you still look the same as before," Fu Wei pinched her cheek and ran back to Zheng Nanyang's side.

Feeling that Jiang Meijuan's eyes were still looking at her, Fu Wei simply went straight up and smiled. The hand hanging on his side rubbed and rubbed on Zheng Nanyang, as if he had been contaminated with something dirty.

She hasn't changed at all, she hasn't changed at all.

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