The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

"What are you kidding about? How did she grow up without spending our money? Your father and I didn't pay her tuition and living expenses on time? How much money can she earn as a girl?"

Mother Meng subconsciously became excited and her voice was high-pitched.

Meng Jinan was indifferent. He stared into his mother's eyes and said something he would never have said before.

"But the money you give her is very little. She is your blood-related daughter, but you only give her a living allowance of [-] yuan a month, while you give her [-] yuan to your sister. In addition to these, you also secretly Extra support for my sister.”

There is a zero difference between one thousand five and fifteen thousand.

In Haicheng, where every inch of land is precious, what can one thousand and fifty do?

Even eating is tight.

Meng's mother retorted, "That was just so much at the beginning. She just came back from the mountains. Aren't you afraid that she would spend too much? Later, I asked Yaoyao to give her [-] yuan every month, and she didn't even have to pay for food and clothing. Including it, how did you treat her badly?"

"Now she has a bad heart and all her previous money has been wasted. If I ask her to pay back the money, she will pretend to be stupid!"

Speaking of this, Meng's mother remembered her indifferent attitude when she went to see Meng Xingluan before.

Suddenly his hands were shaking with anger.

Meng Jinan now has a brain.

He made a bold guess.

"Mom, will the money not reach Meng Xingluan's hands?"

"You mean Yaoyao embezzled it?! Impossible! Yaoyao is not that kind of person!"

Meng's mother rejected his guess.

She immediately straightened her face to cover up the panic rising in her heart, and urged Meng Jinan to study immediately after eating.

Meng Jinan didn't say anything anymore.

I was just thinking about going to the bank to check Meng Tingyao's current bills.

……

*

New Year's Eve.

Meng Xingluan packed everything he needed into a cloth bag.

The sky outside was sunny, but the entire mountain was deserted.

She didn't care much.

After lunch, I was ready to deal with two people at will.

The action is at night.

As soon as Meng Xingluan found a pack of instant noodles from the cabinet, the thank you speech came.

The men are dressed in cool tones, with pale skin and clear facial features.

He was holding two thermos boxes in his hands, filled with meals he had cooked by himself.

All are Meng Xingluan’s favorite dishes.

"Aren't you going to eat with your family?"

Meng Xingluan was quite surprised by the arrival of Xie Yanci.

The man bent over and put the dishes in the thermos box on the table one by one. The aroma was so fragrant that his appetite was greatly increased.

Meng Xingluan put the instant noodles back to their original place and sat down at the table.

She didn't move her chopsticks, but took out her phone and took a picture of the whole situation.

Photos come directly from the original image.

Open Weibo, select edit, type four words, and Meng Xingluan posts it.

[Master Bodhi Meng V: Happy New Year’s Eve. [Photo][Photo]]

She rarely posts.

So when this news popped up, fans thought they were deceived.

Master Meng is open for business? !

So everyone put down their chopsticks and clicked in, and the number of views increased instantly.

[Happy New Year, Master! Are all the dishes cooked by the master himself? Looks delicious! 】

[It’s New Year, would you consider live streaming? I won’t visit relatives this year and will stay at home. 】

【Ah ah ah I really want to eat it! Suddenly I feel that my sausages and bacon are no longer fragrant. Master, can I come to your house to have some food? 】

[The background doesn’t look like you’re at home, it’s a bit familiar... Master, are you staying at the Taoist temple during the Chinese New Year? 】

[Our family had stewed pig trotters for lunch today! Super soft and super fragrant. Happy New Year, sisters! 】

……

The comments in the comment section were harmonious and joyful.

My colleagues’ WeChat messages also kept ringing.

They are all Happy New Year and red envelopes sent by friends.

"Let's eat first. The food won't taste good when it's cold."

Hearing the sound, Meng Xingluan turned off the screen of his mobile phone and waited for Xie Yanci to sit down opposite her before moving his chopsticks.

Eat without speaking and sleep without speaking.

Both of them showed indescribable elegance in their movements. Meng Xingluan didn't have a big appetite, and he was almost full after just one bowl of rice.

She was eating the ribs in the bowl, and the moment she put down her chopsticks, a phone call came over.

……

Haicheng.

There was light snow falling outside and the wind was freezing.

The heating was on inside, and it was as warm as spring.

When the New Year arrived, Meng's mother decorated the apartment herself. New Year's decorations were posted on the walls. Sketch was played on the TV in the living room, and the sound of laughter filled the entire apartment.

It seemed a lot more lively.

Meng's mother was busy in the kitchen, while Meng Jinan sat on the sofa with his mobile phone, looking confused.

"An'an, call Yaoyao and ask her how long it will take for her to get home!"

Mother Meng shouted outside while cooking.

Life has worn away her ladylike temperament, and her light-colored home clothes make her look like an ordinary housewife.

In order to save some money, she reluctantly learned to cook.

Although the taste is average, it is still tasty.

During the Chinese New Year this year, she only bought a new set of clothes for Meng Jinan, and the price was only a fraction of what she bought before going bankrupt.

Life today is naturally not as good as it was before bankruptcy.

But as long as you get through it, it'll be fine.

When Meng Tingyao marries into the Zhou family, it will be the day when the Meng family will turn around.

Meng Jinan called Meng Tingyao.

The other party said there were still 10 minutes left.

Later, Meng’s father also called and said he would be home in 10 minutes.

Everyone in the family was here, but Meng Jinan's heart was empty.

After the unpleasant exchange with Meng's mother that day, he went to the bank the next day.

After completing the procedures, the bank staff said that detailed statements would be sent to his email within three working days.

But today is the second day and there is still no movement in the mailbox.

Meng Jinan lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with tangled expressions.

3 minute later.

He still dialed the number at the bottom of his address book.

My heart suddenly became anxious.

The young man couldn't help but straighten his back.

At the last second of the ringing, the call was connected.

Meng Jin'an was overjoyed. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was blocked by the other side.

"You're here to scold me during the Chinese New Year, right?"

The cold tone directly chilled Meng Jinan's heart.

The young man clenched his fist and said bitterly: "I didn't... Today is New Year's Eve. Are you really not coming back for dinner?"

"I'm not in the habit of going to strangers' houses for dinner."

One word instantly distanced them.

Apart from their inseparable blood relationship, they seemed to have little contact with Meng Xingluan.

Even before Meng Xingluan married into the Zhou family, there was no place for her at the New Year's reunion dinner.

"Do you really want to be so heartless?"

"Meng Jin'an, are you mentally ill? If you are sick, go see a doctor. If you don't have money, I can mercifully give you a registration fee."

Meng Xingluan's words were all barbed.

Meng Jinan felt it was extremely harsh, and he felt so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

He doesn't know what kind of mentality he is in now.

He just wanted Meng Xingluan to come back.

"you……"

‘Ding dong ding dong—’

"An'an, go open the door quickly, Yaoyao must be back!"

Before Meng Jin'ancuo could say anything nice, the doorbell and Meng's mother's voice rang simultaneously.

The young man suddenly felt irritable.

He stood up and strode over to open the door.

The person standing outside the door was indeed Meng Tingyao.

Her face looked haggard even with makeup on, and she was holding two cartons of milk in her hands.

"An An..."

As soon as Meng Tingyao shouted, Meng Jinan turned around and walked away.

Then I realized that Meng Xingluan had already hung up the phone.

When I called again, a mechanical female voice reminded me that the call was on.

He was blocked.

The young man's face suddenly fell.

Meng Tingyao looked confused.

She put the milk on the shoe cabinet next to her and bent down to change her shoes.

"An'an, what's wrong with you? Who made you unhappy? My sister will take you to buy your favorite model after dinner..."

Meng Jinan still had a straight face.

At this time, Meng's mother came out with a plate of fried diced chicken. When she saw Meng Tingyao, she immediately said lovingly: "Yao Yao is back?"

"Well, Mom, dad isn't back yet? I'm here to help you. You go and have a rest."

"No, no, no, your dad will be home soon. Where is Yu Bai? Didn't he come with you?"

When Meng Tingyao mentioned this, her expression became unnatural for a moment.

Her eyelids drooped slightly and she muttered a few words.

"Today is New Year's Eve. The Zhou family is having a reunion. I didn't go. I want to come back and spend more time with you."

She didn't want to go, but couldn't go at all.

Zhou Yubai's mother hated her to the core and told her that if she went to Zhou's house, she would die immediately.

How dare Meng Tingyao do this?

So he had to return to Meng's house full of resentment.

Oh no, back to her own apartment.

Meng's father and mother now live in her apartment, and she is the owner of this home.

10 minutes passed.

All the dishes for lunch have been fried, and Meng's father arrived home on time.

Four people with their own concerns sat at a table and had a reunion dinner. Just before they finished eating, something unexpected happened.

Meng Jinan received a detailed email from the bank.

He looked carefully from beginning to end, his face changed from solemn to gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Mom and Dad, all the money you sent to Meng Xingluan was stolen by others, and not a penny has ever reached her!"