Uncle Ji lay in the hospital for two days. His heart gradually returned to normal, and he clamored to go back.

Ji Yang couldn't do anything to him, so he prescribed medicine and discharged him.

When he came back after getting the medicine, the old man had already put on his clothes and packed his things.

"Dad, just wait for me to clean up."

He quickly took the package and put the things inside.

Uncle Ji put his hands behind his back with a look of disdain.

"I'm not in trouble now. We have to go back quickly. Xiao Gao is a good man. I sold the courtyard to him and I feel at ease. You can talk to him and let me live there or show them the door!" "

Jiang Rou, who happened to come out of the ward and was about to go to the toilet, was stunned when she heard their conversation.

Before, her brain had not recovered and she didn't know that Ji Yang's father was admitted to the hospital.

Sister Hong didn't tell her about it.

Suddenly I heard that someone was going to sell the house, and I thought that the money from selling the house was going to be compensated for her!

Not bad, there is income from notes again.

Watching Ji Yang leave, she quickly went to get discharged from the hospital.

When she got home, she immediately went to see Sister Hong.

Sister Hong has helped her settle the interest debt of 3,000 yuan, and the business of the song and dance hall has not been affected in any way.

"Rourou, it's not that mom won't help you, but I really can't come up with the principal of 50,000 yuan. Although this restaurant makes money, it doesn't leave much profit to support expenses. You'd better find Pete to find a solution! "

Sister Hong knew that she wanted to withdraw money, so she complained first.

Jiang Rou's face was longer than a donkey's,

"Mom, after so many years, you haven't supported me for a day. Now I ask you to get some money and push me around. Aren't you afraid that I will turn my back on you?

Lu Ming is your son, and he caused her a miscarriage. People really want to care about him. You think he can escape the blame, not because Ji Tingting's father works in a government department and doesn't want to cause trouble.

Ji Tingting and I are good friends. As long as you can help me solve my debt, I will persuade her to give up pestering Lu Ming. What do you think of this deal? "

Sister Hong never thought that one day she would be blackmailed by her daughter.

There is no way, after all, it is a piece of flesh that fell off of one's own body, and one has to accept responsibility for it.

But her money was all reserved for Lu Ming to marry a wife, and she couldn't touch it easily.

After thinking hard for a long time, she suddenly remembered that when she and Jiang Jianguo were getting along, they happened to be checking things at home. She remembered that Jiang Jianguo said that his father asked him to hide a batch of things, all of which were jade, calligraphy and paintings.

Those things were belonging to feudal lords at that time, but they are not now, and they are worth a lot of money!

When Jiang Rou heard what she said, her eyes almost popped out:

"I haven't heard him mention it for so many years. He even told her about the bankbook, but he didn't reveal a word about these treasures."

Sister Hong laughed:

"Maybe he has never seen those things himself, or maybe he has forgotten them. Back then, when he and I were making love, he also let it slip, and I only found out about it."

"Then I'll go back and ask for it from him." Jiang Rou was overjoyed.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, she felt that something was wrong. She had no weight in front of him now.

Now he only listens to Sister Li's words.

"Mom, why don't you go? You don't know how much my dad has missed you over the years. Feng Shuyao is crazy now, and he definitely has no feelings for her. Although Sister Li served him very well, it was only later that No one can compare with your deep feelings."

Jiang Rou advised.

Moreover, she also promised that if there were any jade calligraphy and paintings, her share of the money would be indispensable.

Sister Hong thought for a while and then agreed.

After all, Jiang Jianguo was the first man she had ever loved.

She also wanted to know how much weight she still had in his heart.

She chose a day, put on the most expensive clothes in her wardrobe, put on heavy makeup, and followed Jiang Rou home.

"Dad, look who I brought to see you!"

Jiang Rou started to enhance the atmosphere at the door.

Jiang Jianguo was sitting in a wheelchair in the living room, discussing with Sister Li about buying a house for her son.

Hearing Jiang Rou's voice, she frowned impatiently.

"What do you want to do again..."

He spoke angrily.

Looking up at the door, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

After dressing up, Sister Hong looks much more mature than when she was young, but her eyebrows are still as charming as before.

The figure hasn't changed much, it's still as slim.

She just stood at the door, as if there was a light shining on her head, making her whole body seem to glow.

Jiang Jianguo couldn't help but rub his eyes and said in shock:

"Impossible...impossible..."

He only felt that this was in a dream.

But Jiang Rou took Sister Hong's hand and brought her to him. A familiar breath came to her face. It was really her old friend Lu Wanqing.

At this time, Sister Hong's eyes were filled with tears, her lips were trembling, and she called out his name with sobs.

Anyone who meets her has to say that she is really affectionate.

Jiang Jianguo was surprised and happy, and hurriedly held her hand, his eyes red.

"Wanqing, you're still alive! What's going on?"

Jiang Rou was very discerning and moved a chair so that the two of them could talk to each other.

Sister Hong described her love for vanity and marrying a rich man at that time as her family forcing her to marry and threatening her life if she didn't marry. She had no choice but to compromise and was unwilling to let her child suffer, so she gave Jiang Rou to him. .

Jiang Jianguo felt heartbroken after hearing this:

"It's really a trick of fate. I wish I knew you were still alive."

Sister Li on the side saw the two people holding hands and never let go. She was so angry that she grabbed the wheelchair and tried to push him out.

"Jianguo, it's time to go out and bask in the sun."

Jiang Jianguo could still see the fat Sister Li now and said to her:

"You go ahead and cook. Just let Wanqing push me."

Sister Hong wiped away her tears, stood up, pushed his wheelchair out, and left Sister Li with a provocative look.

With her deformed figure, she is really overestimating her ability to try to steal a man.

Sister Li was so angry that her chest hurt. She had almost persuaded Jiang Jianguo to save money to buy a house, but why did an old sweetheart suddenly appear?

I really didn’t expect that Jiang Rou’s biological mother was not dead.

What should I do?

Just when she was at a loss, she saw Feng Shuyao playing in the corner of the yard, counting petals.

Back then, Lu Wanqing had never had sex with his first wife, and now she was the only one he could count on.

She couldn't help but take a chicken drumstick from the kitchen and walked towards Feng Shuyao.

"Would you like to eat chicken legs?

Let me tell you something, do you still remember it? If you can remember, I will give you the chicken legs. "

Sister Li took the opportunity to tell Feng Shuyao about Lu Wanqing's robbery of her husband.

Following her temptation, Feng Shuyao's confused pupils gradually gained a fierce light.

The memory of her death was attacking her fragile heart bit by bit.

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