It was Meng Yuxiao who sent Qi Zhengping back.

Mrs. Qi opened the door and saw her son being carried back on a stretcher, her legs were miserable, and she kept crying out in pain.

"Why don't you take it to the hospital, how did you do this?" Mrs. Qi felt sorry for her son, and she didn't even dare to touch it.

"Offended someone out there!" Meng Yuxiao said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Qi was shocked: "Then why did you bring it home?" Shouldn't you be taken to the hospital? If it's too late, will you still have these two legs? ”

"Don't worry, observe at home now, if it really doesn't work, I'll send it to the hospital tomorrow morning."

Meng Yuxiao commanded people to put Qi Zhengping on the ground.

Mrs. Qi only thought that he was too young and inexperienced, turned around and took the phone, ready to call an ambulance, but before the phone number could be dialed, the phone was choked.

The microphone was put back.

Meng Yuxiao smiled: "Old lady, don't be so nervous, I have a lot of experience, I don't need to go to the hospital for this little injury." ”

"How can this be a minor injury-" Old Lady Qi tried to refute, but was suppressed by Meng Yuxiao's eyes and was speechless.

"What's that old saying? If you don't die, you have to relax your heart, your son is lying here now, he is already very lucky, don't be dissatisfied! ”

"......" Mrs. Qi turned to look at her son, and Qi Zhengping shook her head with difficulty.

Old Lady Qi didn't understand this hint very well, but felt that she vaguely understood something.

Meng Yuxiao sat on the sofa and waved his hand to let the others leave first: "Old lady, you don't have to worry, who is the murderer, I can find out sooner or later, dare to touch my brother-in-law, I really don't know what I, Meng Yuxiao, do!" ”

"I'm relieved to have your words!" Mrs. Qi accompanied her smiling face and got up to pour water for Meng Yuxiao: "It's just that since people hit someone, they run away, they definitely don't want us to know who it is, if you want me to see it, forget about it!" ”

The thing is the lice on the bald man's head, obviously, it was Meng Yuxiao who beat people.

Mrs. Qi scolded the thief in her heart and shouted to catch the thief, but she didn't dare to really compare with the other party, so she also wanted to give the two sides a step down and express reconciliation.

Meng Yuxiao obviously didn't think so, put his long legs on the coffee table, looked at Qi Zhengping on the ground and said casually:

"So forget it? How can it be? You can rest assured, paper can't contain the fire, as long as you have done something, there will always be a day when you will be exposed, and you will be delusional to deceive everyone, it is just a fluke, impossible! The truth is like pregnancy, and it can't be hidden, you say? ”

When he said "pregnant", his tone became a little heavier, which made the already absent-minded Mrs. Qi feel a pang in her heart.

With a "clang", the pot fell to the ground, shattered, and burned Mrs. Qi's feet.

The old lady screamed and jumped up.

Qi Zhengping craned his neck and looked at his mother anxiously, and asked vigorously, "Are you okay?" ”

Meng Yuxiao retracted his gaze and lazily leaned on the sofa to nap.

Old Mrs. Qi glanced back, her eyes were complicated, and she quickly lowered her head and took off her shoes and socks, and there were already blisters on her feet.

She comforted her son: "It's okay, just burn a little." ”

Facing Meng Yuxiao again, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, her uncle, you see that I'm so old and stupid, I wanted to pour you a glass of water, but I didn't expect this...... I'm going to get some medicine on my feet, do you think it's okay? ”