Meng Heping was furious, grabbed the remote control on the coffee table and threw it at the TV, scolding at the sweetness that was being staged inside, "What real love is, it's all a lie." ”

I'm so angry!

Syllable!

The TV screen went dark.

At this moment, her mobile phone rang again, thinking that Wang Xiangyun had called to apologize, but it turned out to be the word mother.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Meng Heping forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and asked in her usual tone.

Across a telephone line.

In an equally old community, an old lady wearing a cool summer shirt with black hair and faintly visible white hair sat on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and stirring a bowl of red dates and white fungus soup in front of her with a spoon with the other hand.

"Alas!"

Her eyebrows drooped, and her face was suddenly filled with sorrow.

didn't answer Meng Heping's words, but asked: "Last time you told me that Wang Xiangyun asked you to go out to find a job......

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted angrily by Meng Heping.

"Don't mention it."

"Mom, you don't know how excessive he is, he forced me to go out to work, I'm almost forty years old, even if I look for it, what good one can I find, what's the point of doing it for more than 2,000 yuan a month. Besides, don't you need anyone to watch at home? He is relaxed, he only needs to take care of the case all day long, and he doesn't even go home. ”

"Makes me angry...... Mom, he wasn't even worried that I would really get divorced, and said that I didn't even have a place to live after I got divorced. ”

"He's laughing at me!"

"Mom, are all men like this, they won't cherish it if they get it."

Meng Heping walked to the windowsill, the sun shone on her face, her skin was dull, and although her eyes were full of anger, her face was expressionless.

"Ugh."

Meng Mu sighed again.

"Maybe it's because there have been a lot of cases lately, and the pressure is too great."

"You should be more considerate of him as a wife."

As the old saying goes, persuade and not discourage.

Gone...... Do you want to let the girl who marries outside go back to her parents' house to live?

Absolutely not.

Let's not talk about whether there are any spare rooms, how ugly it is to spread out.

Wang Xiangyun is very busy, but the salary card is handed over to his daughter for safekeeping, and he never asks where the money is used.

She was satisfied.

If you remarry, you can't meet such a good one.

Next, there is a set of words to persuade the girl to be virtuous and virtuous.

Meng Heping exhaled.

"Mom, I know, don't worry, I won't mess with him."

Meng Mu nodded, "That's right." ”

"But ......"

She slurred.

Meng Heping also heard it, and hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong at home?" ”

Meng Mu hesitated.

After pouring a large bowl of red dates and white fungus soup, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

But the tone was sad.

"It's not your nephew's business, he's about to go to primary school, the school near us is very good, but your brother-in-law wants to send him to an international bilingual school, it's private, I heard that the tuition fee for a semester costs more than 10,000 yuan, not including living expenses, the family is like this, how can there be any money."

"You also know what kind of person your brother-in-law is, she can't pull back ten cows for what she believes, saying that this is for the good of the child, so that the child can be in line with international standards as soon as possible, etc., and it will be more promising in the future."

"Ping'er, can you think of a way?"

"That's the root of our Meng family, it's your own nephew."

……

Meng Heping hung up the phone.

With a deep sigh, she opened a website and started transferring money.

Kindness.

Wang Xiangyun's salary last month still has several thousand left, and it will be paid again in the near future, so just make up for the short money when the time comes.

Click!

It is the sound of the key turning the keyhole.

Wang Nan, who was wearing a white shirt and blue skirt, came in with a schoolbag.

She changed her shoes.

After saying hello to Meng Heping, he went to open the refrigerator.

Huh?

Nothing.

"Mom, why don't you have a piece of ice cream in the refrigerator, I'm so hot."

"Drink water when it's hot."

Meng Heping was a little annoyed, but after she entered the password, a prompt popped up saying that the password was wrong.

Wang Nan pouted.

There is no ice cream, so it would be nice to have some fruit to quench your thirst.

"Mom, let's go buy a watermelon and come back, I want to eat it."

She walked up to Meng Heping and coquettishly.

"Get out of the way!"

Meng Heping pushed her hand away, "Watermelon is so expensive, it costs more than 20 yuan to say the least, how can our family have spare money." ”

Very impatient.

Wang Nan had expected it a long time ago.

She stretched out her hand towards Meng Heping, "Then you give me the make-up fee." ”

Kindness.

Wang Nan's first year of high school is almost over, but it is still far from the holiday, and the school stipulates that there will be a one-month make-up class after the final exam.

No way.

All in order to increase the rate of admission to higher education.

As for the make-up fee, it is also a symbolic charge, which is only ten yuan a day, excluding two days of vacation, it is two hundred and eight.

She's been asking for it for a long time.

The outstretched hand had no intention of taking it back, "If you give me the make-up fee, I won't buy watermelon, and I won't bother you." ”

It's not stubbornness.

The classmates in the class have all handed it in, and the few who have not paid it are really difficult at home, and the teacher has urged them several times in the class meeting.

Is her family so annoyed?

Although her father works alone, he has no mortgage and car loan, and his grandparents are in good health and never ask for living expenses.

Wang Nan felt that her family was quite wealthy.

Her dad earned enough money to support the family.

Meng Heping poked her fingers the mobile phone screen, she didn't raise her head, and said, "There is no money at home, you go and tell the teacher that either the make-up class fee will be waived, or the class will not be made up." ”

Wang Nan: ......

Biting her lip, tears glistening.

She's had enough.

snatched the mobile phone that Meng Heping was holding and slammed it to the ground.

Syllable!

The phone screen is shattered into slag.

"Did you give the money to grandma again, I knew it was like this!"

"Do they have no hands and feet themselves? Why do you just ask you, our family is not a rich man, you give them all my father's money...... Oh, in your heart my dad is a money-making tool! ”

"Your own daughter doesn't care, go and take care of other people's......"

pia！

Wang Nan's face flicked to the side.

The right cheek turns crimson at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Her eyes widened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Meng Heping was obviously angry, pointed at her and scolded, "What other people's house, that's your grandmother's house, it's my mother's house!" ”

"Your grandparents worked hard to raise me, shouldn't I be filial to them?"

"There is also the make-up fee, which was originally stipulated that no make-up classes are allowed, but your school is good, not to mention the crime against the wind, and forced students to make up classes, and the old lady immediately called the Education Bureau to complain about them."

However, the phone is broken.

Wang Nan was so angry that tears fell from his eyes.

For as long as she can remember, other children went to interest classes cram school, she never went, although she was once very interested in painting, but her mother always said that the family had no money, could not afford to go to school, said that those were not doing their jobs, would be playful and discouraged, and never helped her report.

"It's not easy for grandparents to raise their fathers, why don't you give them money!"

"You are the legendary Voldemort!"

"I hate you! I hate you to death! ”

Wang Nan roared at Meng Heping, grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out the door.