Chapter Ninety-Five: Come and Send Warmth
Wu Zheng returned to the ward and saw his wife sitting next to the child's bed, with a sad look on her face... Even as a big man, he will inevitably feel distressed.
"Coming back?"
Seeing that her husband was back, Wu Zheng's wife moved her buttocks, gave him a chair, and said, "What did you all talk about?" Why did you come back then? ”
"It's all about Kiritoro." Wu Zheng sat beside his wife, staring intently at his daughter on the hospital bed, and an indescribable emotion gushed from the bottom of his heart... Reaching out and gently touching her daughter's face, she quickly shrank back again.
"That's right."
"The medical bills... You don't have to worry about it. Wu Zhengchong's wife beside him said: "Xiao Jiang lent me 100,000 yuan, and our daughter's treatment expenses are basically enough." ”
Wu Zheng's wife was stunned, with a slight hint of consternation between her eyebrows, she knew Jiang Qi's family situation, and she also knew the pressure on Jiang Qi's body, so she suddenly took out 100,000 yuan... I couldn't help but be shocked.
"He... Where did he get all this money? Wu Zheng's wife asked.
"It's the capital for him to marry a wife in the future." Wu Zheng took out a bank card and a stack of banknotes, and said with emotion on his face: "Xiao Jiang 100,000, Xiao Xie 50,000, and these... Colleagues raised more than 5,000 yuan to donate to our Tongtong, and suddenly discovered... It turns out that this world is not so cold. ”
Wu Zheng's wife pursed her lips, held her husband's hand, and said gently: "You have these two good brothers, it is considered a blessing that you have accumulated in your previous life, and when your daughter's illness is cured, we will work a few more jobs and pay back Xiao Jiang and Xiao Xie's money, especially Xiao Jiang's 100,000, but it can't be because of Tong Tong... delayed his marriage. ”
"Hmm."
Wu Zheng nodded, then put away the bank card and money, looked at his daughter who was sleeping, and said to his wife with a smile: "In a sense... Xiao Jiang and Xiao Xie have given our family Tongtong a second chance at life, how about not recognizing a godfather? ”
"You... Don't come up with bad ideas. Wu Zheng's wife said angrily: "Isn't this adding trouble to the two of them for no reason?" ”
"That's right."
Wu Zheng pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Wife... Do you know that Xiao Xie fell in love with a widow who was eight or nine years older than him? ”
"What?"
"He loves... Falling in love with a widow? Wu Zheng's wife looked at her husband dumbfounded and opened her mouth... But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed back, tried to calm the shock in his heart, and asked cautiously: "The other party... Does the other party have children? ”
"I have a daughter."
"Probably... About three or four years old. Wu Zheng replied.
Wu Zheng's wife was speechless for a moment, although she said that she was free to fall in love and marry freely, but a young man of twenty-five or sixteen was looking for... The old aunt of thirty-four or five, the key party is still widowed, and she brought a three or four-year-old daughter, which is incredible.
"Maybe the two are true love." Wu Zheng's wife had a little headache and held her forehead... asked, "What about Xiao Jiang?" ”
"I don't know."
"But this guy's peach blossom luck is very good, and there are always all kinds of rich women who will fall in love with him." Wu Zheng said: "But Xiao Jiang is quite upright, he is not the kind of man who is willing to fall for money, he still has his own standards." ”
"Hmm..."
Hearing her husband's words, Wu Zheng's wife felt a lot more comfortable, at least there was a normal person around her husband.
meanwhile
Song Meiyue, a super rich woman, stayed alone in her own home, lying on the sofa without a lady's image, holding her mobile phone to catch up on the drama, and there were instant noodles left over from lunch on the coffee table, a bag of Lay's original potato chips, two packets of boneless phoenix feet, and two bottles of red wine that had long been empty.
Although Song Meiyue always appears with a dignified and capable image when she is outside, when she is alone at home, she is a living housemaid... And she's a drunken housemaid.
Gollum~
Suddenly my stomach screamed.
Song Meiyue finally put down her phone, then touched her stomach, turned her head to look at the messy battlefield on the coffee table, and couldn't help pursing her lips... I've already eaten instant noodles at noon, but if I eat them again in the evening... I feel like I'm dying of exhaustion.
Thinking of this,
I couldn't help but sigh, and looked at the ceiling above me in a daze, and countless figures of someone flashed in my mind.
I have to say... Since there is a man in the family, this happiness index has skyrocketed, if he is at home at the moment, it is estimated that he has already prepared a meal, why do you need to think about what to eat at night.
"It's half past seven... He really didn't come? ”
Song Meiyue glanced at the time, her plump and vermilion mouth pursed slightly, and there was a slight trace of sorrow between her eyebrows, like a resentful woman who had been thrown into the cold palace, and her face was full of dissatisfaction and melancholy for someone.
The more she thought about it, the more angry she felt, Song Meiyue grabbed a headrest, and then beat it viciously a few times, and the next second the whole person lay on the sofa, burying her head deep in the headrest.
Should I send him a message?
But the problem is that he's already talked about it... I won't come over tonight, and if he refuses at that time, won't I be very faceless?
Come to think of it,
In the end, Song Meiyue still mustered up the courage and took her mobile phone to send a message to someone.
Xiao Yue'er: I'm hungry...
And then
A minute passed... But I didn't hear from him.
This made Song Meiyue angry, biting her lower lip lightly, with a shallow displeasure engraved on her face, and hurriedly sent him another message.
Xiao Yue'er: I'm hungry right now!
And this time,
Someone finally replied.
Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Eat less than starvation, I'll send breakfast tomorrow, Aunt Song... Just hold on for a moment.
Looking at the above inhumane words, Song Meiyue almost exploded on the spot, and she suddenly thought about a question... Is your choice the right one? Isn't it too impulsive? Is the probationary period extended for a further period of time?
Little villain! Little bastard!
Sorry aunt I'm so... So I was expecting you to come, but you turned out to be like this... Are you worthy of me?
Refund!
100,000 yuan won't lend you!
Song Meiyue angrily threw away her phone, grabbed the scarred pillow again, and then slammed it again.
And that's when the result is,
A WeChat prompt sound came from the mobile phone, Song Meiyue stopped taking revenge on someone, reached out and took a look... It was the little villain who sent the message.
Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Come out for a moment
Song Meiyue was stunned, and the next second... He got up from the couch abruptly, hurried to the door barefoot, and hurriedly opened the door... I saw a small car parked in front of the house, and a young and handsome young man was sitting in the car.
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