Chapter 382: Reversing Your and My Lives 22

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She handed Huang Mao a hundred dollars:

"Take it and buy some potion and wipe it."

Then he looked at the other three and said quietly:

"After all, these people are also tired by you."

Huang Mao stretched out his hand to take it, then retracted his hand again when he thought of something, and looked at Meng Li with a smile:

"Eldest sister, this money, this money, just for me to honor you."

Meng Li withdrew his hand, unceremoniously put away all the money, and said to Huang Mao:

"Then I know what you want."

Yellow Hair: ......

Meng Li said to Huang Mao:

"Then I'm leaving."

Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then you go slowly."

Don't come next time.

How far to roll how far.

Meng Li turned around and was about to leave, then stopped again, looked at Huang Mao and said with a deep groan:

"That's right."

Huang Mao suddenly tensed up again, and said:

"What's the matter, big sister."

Meng Li smiled and said:

"Don't be nervous, there's something I want you to help with."

Huang Mao shook his head:

"Eldest sister, if you tell me, I'll do it."

"Just do it."

Meng Li says:

"My son is in school, and some debts have not been recovered, I heard that these are your little brothers, what about you, tell them, let them give you the money."

"Remember, don't give it to my son, so that my son thinks you haven't paid it back."

Huang Mao didn't understand the reason why Meng Li did this, and he looked like he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Meng Li's expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said to Huang Mao:

"You just have to get things done."

"Otherwise, I'll find you wherever you go."

"Otherwise, you think my son went out with you, how did I find out?"

Huang Mao's heart was completely broken, indeed, they were obviously looking for a secluded place, this woman could still find it, although I don't know how she did it, but I don't want to have the same treatment.

He nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, I know, it's only right to borrow money to pay it back."

Meng Li nodded, and instructed again:

"I can't let my son know."

Huang Maolian nodded:

"Yes, yes."

Meng Li says:

"You guys, don't provoke me again, I won't trouble you in the future."

"Otherwise......" Meng Li's eyes were meaningful.

Huang Mao had a bitter face:

"Eldest sister, where do I dare to come to you for trouble, I am already grateful for letting me go."

Meng Li snorted, and then turned around and left.

She is not afraid that Huang Mao will come to find trouble, but it is a waste of time.

This time it should be in place.

Meng Li turned around and went out, Huang Mao's body could no longer support it, he collapsed to the ground, and cursed in his mouth: "Damn, stinky woman." โ€

I hated it in my heart, but I was helpless.

The ghost knows how to mess with such a master.

You can't blame society for your life.

Several people simply took off their clothes to check the scars on their bodies, and looked at the bruises and swelling on each other's bodies, which was a little shocking.

It's too ruthless.

And they didn't seem to have hurt the yet.

What a loss.

also has a deeper understanding of Meng Li's strength.

Everyone was at war with heaven and man in their minds, and they were very unwilling to be beaten by Meng Li like this, and wanted to take revenge.

But they didn't want to try again.

I really can't figure out the depth of Meng Li.

Several people had various trade-offs in their hearts, and they were constantly hesitating, and several people were discussing whether to retaliate or not to go back regardless of their physical injuries.

Meng Li walked towards home on the street with her schoolbag on her back, feeling that she was still overexerting herself tonight, and her body was still a little tired, so she took a taxi.

When I gave the fare, I got the money from Huang Mao, which should be about the same, Huang Mao should have taken advantage of more than this, but Huang Mao really only had so much money on him.

It didn't help her to force the yellow hair.

When he was downstairs in the community, Meng Li looked up at the window of his house, and the lights in the living room were still on.

When Meng Li returned home, Yue Xiaowei looked at Meng Li and breathed a deep sigh of relief:

"Mom, you're back?"

Meng Li snorted and threw the rolling pin into the trash, how could a rolling pin that had beaten someone roll out the dough.

handed the schoolbag and watch to Yue Xiaowei.

Yue Xiaowei took the things, opened the schoolbag and took a look, there were still some things in it.

There were not only some books in his bag, but also some of his favorite gadgets.

"Are you alright, Mom?" Yue Xiaowei checked the good things, thinking that he was so useless, and his mother had to take the things, he looked guilty, and his voice was a little weaker.

Meng Li sighed and said earnestly:

"It's okay, son, mom doesn't blame you for this matter, in the process of growing up, do something foolish that mom can understand, I hope you can eat a trench and grow wise."

"Now you see, right? They don't mean it to you, as long as you can see this, it's worth it no matter how much mom pays. โ€

Yue Xiaowei avoided Meng Li's gaze and bit his lip.

I see it.

It's nasty, it's as hateful as the bad guys on TV.

"After all, my mother is actually not very capable, and now the business is not good, I hope that every penny will be used on the blade, not like this."

She looked at Yue Xiaowei with deep eyes and added.

Yue Xiaowei lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"Mom, I know it's wrong."

Meng Li patted Yue Xiaowei's shoulder, looking tired:

"Okay, rest early, and tomorrow will be fine."

Yue Xiaowei's lips moved, and he said with some embarrassment:

"Mom, I cooked you white fungus soup."

Meng Li's heavy face suddenly relaxed, and he said with interest:

"White fungus soup?"

Yue Xiaowei nodded, went to the kitchen to serve Meng Li white fungus soup, Meng Li glanced at the white fungus soup, there were red dates in it, only one bowl, and asked:

"You don't drink?"

Yue Xiaowei shook his head:

"I'm not hungry."

Meng Li smiled: "If I'm not hungry, I'll drink it, it's cold outside, I didn't expect to have white fungus soup to warm up when I go home." โ€

Yue Xiaowei smiled a little shyly, he didn't know what he could do, and racked his brains to come up with the idea.

I tasted a bite of white fungus soup, hey, sweet and greasy, maybe too much sugar.

Meng Li said casually:

"It's very sweet, next time you can try to put less sugar."

Yue Xiaowei sighed and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Meng Li drank the white fungus soup and asked Yue Xiaowei to go to sleep first, and she also went to take a bath, and then sat and practiced for a while before falling asleep.

The next day, Yue Xiaowei passed a day in fear, and others ignored him, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

Yue Xiaowei endured it, no one played with him, he could only read books at school, and the child's mind seemed to prove that our previous boundaries were particularly obvious.

You're playing, I'm reading.

I don't play with you because I love books, huh.

With so many classmates sitting in the classroom reading books, Yue Xiaowei felt that he was not alone.