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The quarrel continued to escalate, and later it was estimated that both of them spoke angrily, and Feng Gan was so angry that he slapped Ning Tian across the face.

But this is the only use of force, but it happened to be seen by Feng Qingzhou.Ning Tian found that her daughter was even more angry and sad when she saw this humiliating scene. She simply comforted Feng Qingzhou and left home angrily.

As a result, an accident happened on the road...

Su Lan opened her eyes wide.

No wonder, in the case of domestic violence, Qingzhou's reaction was so strong several times.Could it be that she always thought it was an accident caused by domestic violence...

"I won't talk about the latter, but you understand. That bastard Fengqian has not continued for so many years. One is that he still loves Xiaozhou's mother deeply, and the other is that he is too guilty. Both he and Xiaozhou think that he killed Tiantian, so The relationship between the two has completely cooled down. I have thought about helping them reconcile, but Feng Gan has a tough temper, and Xiao Zhou is as stubborn as Tian Tian. What happened back then has become a hurdle for them all the time, and no one can get over it. .”

Feng Qihai sighed.

Su Lang sighed secretly in her heart, this is not only a bastard, it is too wrong... Mistakenly believed other people's absurd words, suspected that her first wife was unfaithful, refused to speak evil words to each other, and even beat someone.In particular, this scene was also seen by Qingzhou.

Although the air drying didn't directly kill Ning Tian, ​​Ning Tian's death was indeed inseparable from him... How could Qing Zhou, who lost her mother, easily forgive her father who was violent in front of her?

How can I accept that it was the impulse to dry up that caused me to lose my mother forever.

Can Ning Tian be blamed for not explaining?Being questioned by the closest people for no reason, who would not be angry, who would not be sad?

If you have to say it, it's just that the world is impermanent, and good luck tricks people.

However, these words cannot be said to Feng Gan's father, Feng Qihai.

Su Lan thought about the appropriate words: "Grandpa, do you want me to help Qingzhou reconcile uncle?"

To her surprise, Feng Qihai shook his head.

"I tell you this, not because I want you to help them reconcile. This matter is too difficult, and not others can fully understand it. Even I can't understand all the emotions of Xiaozhou, let alone you."

Su Lan was awe-inspiring.

Her previous respect was mostly because the old man was the grandfather of the person she liked, but now, it was more respect for Feng Qihai himself.

He really loves Qingzhou to the bone.He is not harsh on others.

Perhaps, Ning Tian's accident was also a hurdle in his heart.

"Then grandpa?"

"I just don't want one less person to understand Xiaozhou after I pass away. I left and you are by her side, so the total number will not increase or decrease, right?" The old man smiled.

Su Lan was moved.

She didn't try to say some empty promises to make Feng Qihai feel at ease, she just silently missed Feng Qingzhou's return.

Canoe...

The Feng Qingzhou at the other end reckoned that it had been a long time, so he got off the car unhurriedly and went to the old street to buy the preserved egg porridge designated by Feng Qihai.

It doesn't taste good when it's cold, with this in mind, Feng Qingzhou didn't procrastinate any longer, and quickly returned to the hospital, and walked to the door of Feng Qihai's ward.

Just as I was about to walk in, I found someone was sitting on the chair by the door.Looking at her figure and clothes...is it Su Lan?

Feng Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and poked the maroon unknown creature holding its head.

"Little Su..."

Su Lang raised her head, stood up from the chair, and hugged her tightly.

Suddenly falling into the warm and soft jade, Feng Qingzhou froze for a moment, then gently stroked the back of the person in front of him, and said like coaxing a baby: "It's okay, it's okay..."

The person in his arms hugged even tighter, "Girlfriend, welcome back."

The urgency of the urgency made Feng Qingzhou laugh, but his tone was a little gentler, like a feather fluttering in Su Lang's heart.

"Girlfriend, I'm back."

Even if it was fake, she would still be intoxicated.

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Case 60 Derailment Chapter [-] Centrifugal

After Wei Jiao got off work, she returned home.

As usual, it was pitch black.

After turning on the light, no one came to greet her except the huskies hovering under her feet.

Recently, isn't Shuyue a bit too busy?

Wei Jiao sighed, patted the husky's head, poured enough dog food for it, and walked to the kitchen with the big and small bags in her hand.

She doesn't like to eat takeaway, so she always makes enough food and clothing by herself.Although it is very hard to buy vegetables and cook after get off work, but after eating the delicious food that I made myself, I am satisfied.

Of course, I could still get compliments from that person before, which is a reward that makes me feel more happy.

While thinking, Wei Jiao peeled off the yellow granules of the grain one by one and put them in a bowl.She moved very quickly, and the few corns were quickly peeled bare, leaving only inedible stalks, and then threw the green pepper handles into the trash can while washing the green peppers.

Before the rice is cooked, the ingredients for fried corn with green peppers have already been processed.

Wei Jiao went back to the sofa, only to find that the cell phone was ringing all the time - it wasn't the ringtone of the calling phone, but the voice call of Penguin.

She picked it up hastily, "Hello?"

Over there is a delicate female voice: "Qiao Qiao, I called you just now, why didn't you call me back?"

It's Wang Lei, a girl who added her privately in a group.

Wei Jiao was very polite, although her voice was a little tired: "I just got home and I'm cooking. What's the matter?"

Wang Lei wowed: "It's nothing, I just want to find you and chat with you. Are you still cooking? I really want to see it."

"Home-cooked food, nothing to look at, shouldn't you be eating too..."

Wang Lei hummed dissatisfiedly: "You just don't want to show it to me, do you? Send it to me, or... you cook it for me? We..."

Wei Jiao was a little annoyed, but she still said patiently, "I remember I said that it's okay to be friends, but don't go any further, let alone involve real life, that's all."