Song Wen walked to the mouth of the alley. The women who were washing the vegetables seemed to see the plague god, and they all dispersed at once. Song Wen looked depressed, didn't he just find a woman to play with once, you are all like avoiding snakes and scorpions, I can still catch you being rude.

When he got to the door, he listened to the women muttering something and looked at the honest and loyal results...... How can you be worthy of Mrs. Song or something like that. Song Wen smiled wryly, stretched out his hand to open the door, and the crying of children came from upstairs, but the familiar aroma of food did not waft from the kitchen today.

He shouted, "Ma'am, are you upstairs?" He walked to the second floor and saw the eldest daughter and son hugging a small one, the little one struggled desperately, kicking his legs and crying, the eldest of the two eldest children was only seven or eight years old, watching his younger siblings crying and wiping his tears without stopping, seeing Song Wen coming upstairs, the daughter cried: "Dad, Mom is gone." ”

Song Wen was taken aback: "Gone?" Where did it go? ”

The eldest daughter couldn't help but shake her head, tears flew out and dripped onto the face of her sister in her arms, and the three-year-old child licked her sister's tears, and cried wowly: "Bitter, I'm hungry." ”

As soon as she cried out, the youngest son in her son's arms began to cry.

Then the two older children shouted at Mr. Song pitifully, "Dad, we are hungry." ”

Song Wen sighed: "Let's go, Dad will take you out to eat." ”

As soon as the children heard that they had gone out to eat, they happily followed him downstairs.

Song Wen walked to the door and touched his pocket, and suddenly thought that he was penniless now.

In the afternoon, there was a little money, ten yuan was donated to Miss Fan, and the rest was used to open a room in the hotel, where is the money now?

He looked at his daughter and asked, "Eldest sister, where does Mom usually put her money?" ”

The daughter shook her head.

Song Wen was deflated: "Dad...... No money. ”

"Hmph, you have the money to take women to the hotel, but you don't have the money to buy us food."

The son suddenly pointed at him and shouted.

"Who taught you to say that?"

Song Wen was so angry that he slapped him, and his son simply sat on the ground and cried and screamed, shouting that you and the vixen went to the hotel.

As soon as the eldest son cried, the three children cried together, and Song asked this and shouted that, and it became a mess.

Several women were eavesdropping outside, and Mrs. Huang pouted: "Mrs. Song is too, which man doesn't steal, he actually ran out and threw the child home, Mr. Song's kind of wooden person, where can he coax the child, and it will be the child who will suffer at that time." ”

"It's always the big people who make evil, if Mr. Song is a good person, how can Mrs. Song be so ruthless. It's all men who are wrong. ”

A few women were chattering, Mr. Song was upset by the children crying at home, heard the sound outside, pushed open the window and yelled: "You guys are endless, other people's homes are so lively?" A group of thirteen o'clock, beware of being abandoned by men, yellow-faced women. ”

"Phew, shameless."

The women dispersed again, their faces full of disdain.

Mr. Song found some rice in the kitchen, smelled it and didn't get it rancid, boiled some boiling water to make some rice for the children, and mixed a spoonful of sugar with another person, the children were tired of crying, and they began to eat with small bowls one by one.

At this time, I heard Mrs. Huang shouting outside: "Mr. Song, the grocery store has your phone number." ”

"But my wife?"

Song Wen ran out and asked.

"How do I know?"

Mrs. Huang replied angrily.

Song Wen sneered and walked to the shop at the entrance of the alley to answer the phone.

"Are you Song Wen?"

It was a strange man's voice on the phone.

"Yes, you are ......"

"Fan Lina's business is done, when will the rest of the money arrive?"

Song Wen was startled, and hurriedly looked up, the shop owner was counting things, and his eyes didn't look this way at all. He clutched the phone tightly and lowered his voice: "You're looking for the wrong person." ”

"Finding the mistake? How can it be? Song of Pujiang Evening News asked, Editor Song, the object you want to take revenge on is Miss Fan Lina, as you wish, we destroyed her chastity, you only gave ten yuan, we will make an order at least 200 yuan, when will the rest of the money be cleared? ”

"Two hundred!" Song Wen was shocked, "How can I have so much money?" ”

"Why not? Didn't you spend a hundred dollars to find a woman in the afternoon? ”

The man on the other end of the phone laughed, his voice rattling and very ugly.

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about. Song Wen was frightened, he felt that he was like a transparent person now, and his every move was in the eyes of others, so how could Xiangyunsha know these things? Could it be that his power is pervasive?

"Don't give money, do you? Then I will go to the police station and turn myself in, so that everyone will know that you, Editor Song, spent money to find someone to retaliate against Miss Fan. ”

Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Then you go and turn yourself in, see if the police listen to me or you." I've seen a lot of people like you in society, and it's okay if you don't have an accident, but if something happens, the police will never believe people like you. ”

"Really? You mean you're not afraid of me, aren't you? ”

The man's tone was mocking.

"Yes, I'm not afraid of you, you don't want to threaten me."

"You have suffered a thousand cuts! So you did this kind of thing! Hurt the heavens and reason, you! A woman's angry growl came over the phone.

"Madam, how are you ......?"

"Hehe, I met Mrs. Song on the way and invited her to be a guest here for my little brother. Mr. Song, Mrs. Song seems to be very angry at what you do, and she is still shouting for divorce from you on the way. There are a lot of unmarried offspring under the younger brother, if you really want to divorce, the younger brother will definitely find a good home for Mrs. Song. ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of obscenity.

"You dare!"

Mr. Song roared angrily, and after shouting, he realized that this was someone else's shop, and hurriedly turned back to look at the shop owner, smiling awkwardly.

"You think about it and wait for my news."

Mr. Song pleaded: "My family's money is in ......" He stopped suddenly, realizing that the money must not be revealed in Mrs. Song's hands, otherwise Mrs. Song is afraid that her life will not be saved.

"Think about it, I'll get back in touch with you."

The phone hung up, and Song Wen stood there dumbfounded, his whole person blank.

How can there be money! If Mrs. Song doesn't come out with the money, it's in danger, and she may also have to go to court, what should I do?

The shop owner saw that Song Wen's face was different, and asked with concern: "Mr. Song, what's wrong?" ”

Mr. Song leaned back to the counter and let out a long breath.

At this time, there was a sudden uproar outside, and Mrs. Huang's voice was terrible: "Mr. Song, hurry up, hurry up, Xiao Maotou choked!" ”

At the same time, in the antique store when it was not cold, Zhao Nan put down the phone and asked with a smile: "It's really embarrassing to pinch your throat and speak, I learned like it." ”

Ye Liang gave a thumbs up: "It's really good, in the end, it's Zhaonan, it's really vivid to learn how to speak as a woman." ”

Zhao Nan suddenly thought of the reward for this incident, and complained: "This time I have to lose money, as long as the soul of the person doesn't get a penny, he throws out fifty yuan!" Loss, loss. ”

Ye Liang suddenly stretched out his pants and shouted, "Hey, what do you want to do?" ”

Ye Quan took out a ring from his trouser pocket and said with a smile: "A good ring, how can it be worth dozens of dollars, where did it come from?" ”

Zhao Nan snatched it: "Please, I'm not a fool, I can't get a penny with so much effort?" The devil is doing the work for you. ”