The rough guy in his 60s was easily manipulated by the queen of the apocalypse

In fact, Xia Yuping had already seen clearly what kind of people her parents were, and she was really heartbroken.

"It's okay to see a doctor. Then let's find someone to help send my mother to the health center in town. I'll pay how much the treatment costs."

Xia Yuping was speaking from the bottom of her heart. No matter how cruel her parents were to her, if she was too sick to get up from the bed, neither she nor her man would just watch her wait for death, but they wanted her to treat the old couple It’s impossible to think how good it is.

"There's no need to go to such trouble. Otherwise, just give me twenty yuan and I'll take your mother to see a doctor myself."

"I have no money."

It is said that parents know their children best, but the reverse is also true. If you grow up in such a family, you can guess what kind of people they are.

"Why do you have no money? My uncle gets paid every month. Yuping, you can't be without conscience. No matter how you say it, you are the meat that fell from your mother's body. It's not that easy for your mother and I to raise you."

“Now that you think of me as your girl, ask yourself, what have you two done for me?

Remember what you said when I got married? A married girl throws away water. When she gets old, you will think of me as a girl.

Dad, sometimes I wonder if I am your biological daughter. "

Xia Yuping was originally a person with shallow tears. When she thought about her family's attitude towards her over the years, she couldn't hold back for a moment.

"Stop talking to me about anything. If it weren't for you, how could your brother be arrested? If nothing happened to him, Jinbao's mother wouldn't have left. After all, wasn't it you who was the one responsible?

If you still recognize me as your father, just be obedient and take the money. Your mother won't be able to survive. "

Xia Yuping raised her hand to wipe the tears that fell from the corner of her eyes, her heart felt as cold as the wind. Yes, she was stupid after all. This family has no heart, so what's the use of talking nonsense.

"That's all I'm saying, I don't have money, do whatever you want. Besides, you spent a lot of money on marrying Xia Yutang as a bride. When the woman is gone, why don't you want to get the money back as well? It’s about a hundred yuan bigger.”

After Xia Yuping said this, she stood up and pushed the door open to leave, with decisive steps. Just this time. Next time if the idea came to her, she wouldn't mind following Xia Ye's example and break off the relationship. It was a great one-time purchase. Meditation.

Seeing Xia Yuping leave, Lao Xia Tou followed him and yelled and cursed for a long time, but Xia Yuping didn't even turn around. After all, she was too weak to keep up with Xia Yuping's footsteps, so she returned home with her head down.

The money didn't come, and I was so angry that after I calmed down for a while, I remembered Xia Yuping's words again. Yes, Yutang went in and his wife ran away, but he spent a lot of money to marry Yutang.

Even if I can't get a hundred yuan out, I can get half of it back.

Old Man Xia was thinking about money and wanted to find a way to change his house.

As long as the price is reasonable, his house is easy to sell. If he builds a smaller house in another place, he can be further away from those dead ghosts and can't find him.

Therefore, some people are fundamentally rotten. Even now, they still have no intention of repenting. They blame the evil nature of the house and the people they have killed and wronged.

On the other side, Xia Ye slept soundly, and Qi Yunjing was also quiet, making no noise, lying next to Xia Ye, just looking at Xia Ye's sleeping face and giggling.

His wife is so beautiful, her whole heart is full, and she has never felt so satisfied.

While I was lost in thought, the sound of a bicycle bell rang.

Qi Yunjing knew that this was the postman from the post office in the town who came to deliver the letter. There were only three households in Qiao Hong's party here. No, there were two households now. He and Xia Ye were now one family. The one who wanted to deliver the letter was either to his own family or to his own family. Qiao Hongdang's.

No matter who it was for, he had to take a look. He couldn't let the car bell ring all the time and disturb his wife's sleep.

"There is a letter from Comrade Xia Ye."

"Xia Ye is my wife, just give it to me."

Qi Yunjing gritted his teeth and said this so smoothly that the postman didn't hear anything wrong. After hearing this, he gave the letter to Qi Yunjing and signed it anyway.

Qi Yunjing took the letter and glanced at the envelope. He instantly understood that this was a letter written by Yu Ye to Xia Ye. When he returned to the house, Qi Yunjing was not in a hurry to enter the inner room. He walked outside and felt cold on his body. , but you need to warm up for a while and get rid of the coldness on your body before entering the house.

Xia Ye slept for two hours straight. When she woke up, she was in a state of confusion and daze.

"Qi Yunjing, I'm hungry."

Xia Ye felt that she was so hungry that her chest was touching her back. She could eat even a cow if given to her.

If not for the fact that the couple had a good understanding of each other, Qi Yunjing was busy making a small stove for Xia Ye in the outhouse because he was afraid that Xia Ye would wake up hungry.

"Daughter-in-law, wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

Xia Ye expressed satisfaction. Regardless of whether it was night or day, this man was very easy to use. Except for being a little disobedient at night, he still needed to be trained. Thinking about it this way, he still had to chat with Momo to learn from his experience when he had time. After all, he was a bit disobedient. many.

Not long after, Qi Yunjing entered the room carrying one or two large bowls of pimple soup.

Don't underestimate this bowl of white noodle soup. For people born and raised in this era, this is a good thing. It is made during the day and has egg drop in it.

"Drink slowly when it's hot."

"I can't drink so much. Go get another bowl and I'll pour half of it out for you to drink."

"No, you can drink as much as you want, and I'll drink the rest."

Xia Ye is so hungry that I don’t want to say a word more, just do whatever you want.

Big belly and small eyes, it refers to the summer night at this moment. I feel very hungry, but I can't drink it after a few sips.

"You go ahead and eat, I can't eat anymore."

Xia Ye handed the bowl to Qi Yunjing, and he rubbed it down again, trying to lie down on the bed again. It was really rotten, eating and sleeping, this is the rhythm of raising pigs.

"By the way, while you were sleeping, the postman came by and had a letter from you."

When Xia Ye said she had a letter of her own, her first reaction was that Yu Ye had written to him again. She didn't move when she was lying on the bed, but she just reached out to take the letter and glanced at the envelope. Sure enough, it was true.

Not shying away from Qi Yunjing at all, Xia Ye opened the letter and took out three dense pieces of letter paper...

This sister is really good at living and writing. Xia Ye expressed her admiration by using her real name.

He opened his eyes wide and started to look at it carefully. How could the heroine, who had past life memories and knew the trajectory of future social development, be so bad?

She has the script of a leading heroine in her hands. It has only been a short time since she opened her own snack shop in Xiangjiang. It can be seen between the lines that Yu Ye is living a good life there.