I'm not unlucky at all

Song Xing looked at Song Wenlu and opened his mouth: "I..."

"Who are the family members of the patient?" The doctor came out with a serious expression on his face.

Song Wenlu looked up at the doctor, straightened his body and whispered in Song Xing's ear, "I'll settle the score with you later."

Song Xing loosened the finger that was picking at the seam of his trousers, tilted his head and said, "I am."

The doctor pushed the glasses: "The patient was too emotional, I gave her a sedative, and the open wound has been re-treated. As Ms. Stimulated, otherwise it is not conducive to wound recovery."

Song Xing pursed her lips: "It won't happen in the future."

The doctor nodded, and hurriedly left from the front of the ward with a few nurses around him.

Song Xing stood outside the ward, and gently pushed open the gap to look in. The woman who was emotional just now was lying pale on the hospital bed, with a few strands of hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, and her lips were bruised.

Song Wenlu stood behind Song Xing: "She lied to you so much, don't you trust her?"

Song Xing said: "Sister-in-law is the daughter-in-law of the Lu family after all."

Song Wenlu patted Song Xing on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You think she is your sister-in-law, but she only has eyes for the compensation that your family got in exchange for three lives. Have you ever thought that when she wakes up, she continues to ask you for money?" What about the money?"

Song Xing didn't speak.

Song Wenlu sighed, and rubbed Song Xing's soft hair: "The best way to solve the problem is to take what is hers, and you don't need to pay more if it's yours. How much is left after your elder brother's compensation is removed from the cemetery?" , is it worth you to exchange the house and land in your hometown with her? Besides, your sister-in-law is still a young woman, she has money in her hand, and she can find a good next home even if she remarries."

Song Xing raised her eyes: "Mr. Song..."

"I know what you think." Song Wenlu leaned against the wall, his face was completely clear and clear, "But you don't need to make any plans for her future life, let alone be responsible to her...Of course , unless you want to replace your eldest brother and marry someone into the family again?"

When he said this, the man seemed to be teasing, but his tone was serious.

Song Xing frowned: "Mr. Song is talking nonsense."

Song Wenlu pinched his thin earlobes, "You know I'm talking nonsense, so don't always be so concerned about her. Seriously speaking, you don't have much relationship anymore."

The two stood at the door of the ward and talked in a low voice. Tired family members of patients and numb and indifferent patients came and went in the aisle.

A hoarse cry suddenly erupted in the next ward. The adults cried out in grief and the children cried in panic. Some doctors and nurses rushed into the ward in a panic and pronounced the death of another person.

The one who died was an old man with both children and grandchildren around his knees.

Not long after, another three or four groups of people came in from the next ward, big and small, old and young.More than a dozen people were crammed into the not-so-spacious ward, crying and crying to the old man on the bed, and someone inadvertently brought up the topic of money.

The money for the burial, the money for the funeral, the wealth the old man has accumulated over the years, and the death benefit from the government.

How to give, how to divide, more than a dozen people can't talk about it, the filial ones scold the unfilial ones for not being human, and the unfilial ones wonder if the filial ones have secretly benefited from serving the elderly during their lifetime.

People die like a lamp going out, and the feelings of the living people have not been smoothed by time, but Qian Zhizi handed them a knife in advance, and cut off the little affection.

In the afternoon, as soon as the medicine on Shen Cuicui wore off, she woke up and saw someone in the ward.

The other party was wearing a decent suit, which looked like an upper-class person on TV.

Shen Cuicui was a little surprised and panicked: "Who are you? Where is Lu Yuan?"

The other party smiled, and shrewd light reflected from the back of the gold mirror, and said reservedly: "Hello, Ms. Shen, I am a lawyer and my surname is Chen. Just call me Lawyer Chen."

Shen Cuicui said, "Why is Lawyer Chen looking for me?"

Lawyer Chen smiled slightly, took out a document from his briefcase and said, "I'm here to send Miss Shen the part of the compensation you deserve in this car accident. I think Miss Shen is not clear, and Chen is responsible for your case." The appeal lawyer in the car accident, I still have several compensation contracts for the party responsible for the accident, this is what you have, please have a look."

Shen Cuicui is not very literate, but she saw the word Land Rover from the contract.

"This is my husband's..."

Lawyer Chen said, "That's right, this is the part of the compensation that belongs to your ex-husband."

Shen Cuicui looked down again, the amount of compensation starts with the Arabic numeral 2, followed by five zeros.

She took a deep breath, and the stomach where the stitches were being stitched began to ache again, but at this moment, Shen Cuicui felt a flush of rosiness from her neck, looked at the money on it with wide eyes and said: "The 20 written on it is all compensation. gold?"

Lawyer Chen nodded: "Mr. Land Rover's compensation amount plus the mental damage paid by the party responsible for the accident will add up to a total of 38 yuan."

Shen Cuicui was too excited to speak.

Lawyer Chen took out another document: "This document is the current expenditure details of the compensation amount, please read it, Ms. Shen."

Shen Cuicui took the document and looked at it. Looking at the six-figure expense on the top, she said dizzily, "Lawyer Chen, is there a mistake here? Why does it say 17? I didn't spend any money."

Attorney Chen glanced at it and smiled: "This is the price for buying a cemetery for your late husband. Didn't Ms. Shen feel inconvenient and handed over this matter to Mr. Lu? Did you forget?"

Shen Cuicui was stunned: "I remember."

Lawyer Chen smiled: "That's it."

Shen Cuicui was in a hurry: "That's it. How can a cemetery be so expensive? This money can buy two houses for our family in our village! He is a dead person, why is his place more expensive than a living person? No, no, Chen Lawyer, can the cemetery be returned? We Huzi are from the village, and there is a cemetery in the village, and the fallen leaves have to pay attention to returning to their roots..."

Lawyer Chen said: "That's not allowed. Don't say that the money can't be refunded, just say that someone has been buried and dug up again? Ms. Shen, the dead are the most important, don't you think about it? Besides, Mr. Lu Rover buried The feng shui of the place is very good, Mr. Lu calculated it in advance. By the way, the price of Mr. Lu Rover's cemetery should be 30, of which Mr. Lu has to pay the next part."

Shen Cuicui was stunned.

Lawyer Chen said: "There are no other questions. Ms. Shen may wish to sign this?"

Shen Cuicui came back to her senses and quickly signed the contract: "Then the rest of the money is mine?"

Lawyer Chen nodded.

Shen Cuicui hesitated, and then asked: "Lawyer Chen, that's right, it's logical that it's not my turn to be a sister-in-law, but now there are only me and my uncle in the family, and my uncle will not be an adult for another year. As a child, he will take care of the compensation from Mom. My sister-in-law is really worried, isn't it..."

Lawyer Chen put away the contract and said with a smile, "Did Miss Shen remember wrong?"

"What did I remember wrong?"

Lawyer Chen pushed the reflective gold mirror on the bridge of his nose, chuckled and said, "Mr. Lu has been an adult for two years."

Shen Cuicui's eyes widened: "How is this possible! He is seven years younger than Huzi!"

Seeing the woman's agitated expression, Lawyer Chen wished to pinch his arm to make a clear gesture, took a step back, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Then I don't know, the date of birth on Mr. Lu's ID card clearly proves that He is an adult, if Ms. Shen has any doubts, why don't you just ask Mr. Lu what's the matter." He quickly packed his briefcase, left a bank card for Shen Cuicui, and walked out of the ward with a polite smile.

Shen Cuicui couldn't get out of bed, she was the only one left in the ward.

The bank card left by Lawyer Chen is placed on the corner of the table, within reach.

Shen Cuicui hurriedly took the card in her hand, looked at it over and over again, reluctant to let go.

After a long while, Shen Cuicui rubbed the face of the card, with a flash of emotion in her eyes, she stuffed the card under the pillow and pressed it hard.

Lying on the hospital bed before going to sleep, Shen Cuicui scratched the corner of her back, her expression changed again and again, and finally she took the card out from under the pillow, clutched it tightly in her hand and fell asleep.

She had a dream, dreaming that Lu Rover was waving at her from afar, and she wanted to follow, but she heard from Lu Rover that the relationship between the two of them was over, and it would never matter again.

On the other side, Lawyer Chen took off his pretentious glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose and called Song Wenlu.

"Okay, I've given her all the money. If this woman still wants to cause trouble in the future, you can only come forward." Lawyer Chen clamped his briefcase under his neck, talked on the phone with one hand, and stretched his wide waistband with the other. Shang Titi said, "Hey, you didn't see that woman's expression when she saw that card, her eyes glowed green, one second she wanted the compensation from her uncle, and the next second she didn't say anything. It's all cards."

Song Wenlu said: "I see, please come and buy you a drink next time."

Lawyer Chen smiled and said, "Drinking is okay, and I'll also bring out that little baby you talked about for everyone to see if they look familiar. We will be a family from now on."

Song Wenlu glanced at the young man in the living room who was using the computer to browse things, and said, "Okay."

He hung up the phone, leaned towards the living room, put his chin on Song Xing's shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Song Xing was pricked by the stubble protruding from the side of Song Wenlu's face, and tilted his head in pain and itching: "Brother Liu said that now that I have compensation money, it's not a problem to just save money for death. The project was almost completed, and he just saved a sum of money, and said that he didn’t want to contract any more projects in the future, so he thought about opening a store with me.”

Song Wenlu said, "What kind of store are you opening?"

Song Xing said that he hadn't thought about it yet.

After a while, Song Xing closed the computer, exchanged kisses with Song Wenlu, and asked, "My sister-in-law, what do you say?"

Song Wenlu kissed his earlobe, "The lawyer has already given her the money and asked her to sign the contract."

Song Xing lowered her eyes: "That's fine."

Song Wenlu hugged him in his arms, like holding a child, and it was easy to feel it when he was rubbing down.

Song Xing pushed him away.

Song Wenlu grabbed Song Xing's hand and began to settle old accounts with him: "Underage, eh?"

Song Xing said, "Mr. Song, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Song Wenlu sneered: "Of course you didn't mean to lie to me. If you meant it, would you still think that you're completely in my arms now? I don't care if you spank your ass."

Song Xing slightly opened his eyes wide to look at him.

Song Wenlu said: "Children who lie will be punished by adults."

Song Xing said, "I'm not a child."

Song Wenlu said casually, "Yes, you are not young, but you are underage."

In short, Song Xing is still at an age where he can't be touched much, especially after Song Wenlu found out that there is still a whole year to see and not eat, he kissed Song Xing all over the place angrily, touching everything that could be touched, but not touching. It's really not stealing at all.

In the evening, the two went to the vegetable market together, one picked chicken, duck and fish in the front, and the other went to the back to buy small vegetables.

The vegetable market is full of yelling, housewives at home, elderly aunts, and an old man hiding in the vegetable market selling flowers, birds and rocks, and the old stereo next to it is singing a play, babbling. , a high-minded spirit hidden in the city.

When passing by, Song Wenlu also took a look at the stone. The surface of the stone was polished by external forces and changed. It looks good, but the variety is not a good one.

However, there is a sign of pure natural non-polished stone hanging on it.

Shaking his head, he still ran to the butcher's stall.

The meat on the butcher stall was fresh, with blood dripping inside.

Song Wenlu stayed in front of a stall, asking the boss to buy meat with a straight face.

The fat boss looked at the man's clothes, smiled and cut off a big piece of meat for him, weighed it on the scale, hey, it was ten catties.

"130 five." The boss said with a smile.

Song Wenlu was about to pay, but only half of the money was paid, so he stretched out his hand to the side of the meat and pinched it.

He tilted his head to see that Song Xing was coming, then looked down and saw a few bags of vegetables in his hand, and went over by hand: "Have you bought everything?"

Song Xing nodded, raised his eyes and said, "Is this the meat Mr. Song bought?"

Song Wenlu frowned: "Yes."

Song Xing said: "This meat has been injected with too much water."

Song Wenlu glanced at the fat boss, saw that the fat boss's face was a little weak, and said, "Then don't buy it."

After walking out of the meat stall, the two went to a busy meat stall to buy meat with a group of old ladies. The clerk who sold the meat raised a knife in his hand, like a knight in the ancient Jianghu, brushing with a boning knife. After a few swipes, weigh the meat and put it in your pocket.

When the two of them left the gate of the vegetable market, Song Wenlu asked Song Xing how he could tell that the meat at that meat stall had been filled with water.

Song Xing said: "When I was buying vegetables, I heard a vegetable seller next door say something."

Song Wenlu asked the vegetable seller what to say.

Song Xing raised his head, glanced at him, and said slowly: "Auntie said, there is another rich idiot at the butcher stall next door to buy the black-hearted meat from that shop."

Song Wenlu: "..."

030: "Hahaha, idiot."