Please don't be so hard on me!

After listening to his words, Miao Jiancheng's already ugly face became even more bleak, and the shame and shame of being pierced alternately tormented him, causing the veins on his neck to pop up, and the hand pointing at Miao Cun trembled like chaff.

"You, you are really heartless, really heartless!" He accused Miao Cun loudly, complaining to the surrounding residents passing by with trembling lips, "Look at this heartless little beast, heartless little beast!"

Miao Cun was indifferent to his accusation, raised his lips and mocked lightly: "Have you said enough? If you have said enough, please go away. Miao Cong and Auntie should be waiting for your help."

The door opened, and Miao Jiancheng wanted to squeeze in, but Matt said with a cold face in Chinese, "Sir, I will sue you for trespassing."

He is tall and tall, and he can scare people to death when he doesn't show his expression. When Miao Jiancheng saw it, he shrank his neck back timidly, but he still wanted to save face: "This, this is the territory of the Chinese, you Crazy what?"

His answer was a loud slam of the door.

Matt's face was filled with incredulity: "How could your father be such a person?"

Miao Cun was stunned for a moment, and tightened his hand holding the book: "It's just like this."

In the memories of his mother and aunt, Miao Jiancheng was once a handsome and spirited young man with a sweet mouth and a coaxing personality. He talked about the future and life full of plans and longings, which made Yu Yaner, a Dai girl who had just arrived in a big city, fall in love at first sight.He loves others, and he is willing to spend half a month's salary to buy a skirt for his wife. Because Yu Yan'er is weak after giving birth, he inquired about expensive folk remedies from the south, and tried every means to catch game stewed soup. It costs hundreds of dollars.

My aunt often gritted her teeth and said that after meeting Li Liping and being seduced by the vixen in the shampoo room, the conditions and atmosphere at home would go from bad to worse until they fell apart.

is that so?Miao Cun felt less and less.Miao Jiancheng's nature is like this. He transferred his love from his mother to Li Liping. In this story, there is not a clean soul hooked into the quagmire by a vixen, only like attracts like. People, so it is only natural to come together with Li Liping.

"Poor Miu Miu." Matt looked at him with sympathy, "I don't understand."

Miao Cun couldn't help laughing: "I'm not pitiful, I'm very lucky."

Luo Minghan was away on a business trip, so he took the time to call him before socializing, and asked him if he had a good dinner.

"Not yet." Miao Cun opened the refrigerator, took out two eggs with his slender fingers, and said back to Luo Minghan, "My dad came to look for me just now."

"What are you looking for?"

"Ask me to borrow money and let me save Miao Cong."

Luo Minghan was also shocked by Miao Jiancheng's shameless cheekiness for a while, "Isn't he rich himself?"

"That's the coffin book of his pension money."

The eggs were cracked on the edge of the pot, and the egg whites and yolks slipped into the boiling water, and the air was filled with the aroma of instant noodles.Miao Cun scattered the eggs—he likes to eat egg flowers, and asked Luo Minghan, "Is your script a bit too ups and downs?"

Immortal jumping, suicide, murder, running away with money, any one of them can frighten a meek and good citizen, and those who don't know it think they are playing a script to kill.

Luo Minghan said, "As long as you are happy."

Miao Cun curled his lips, watching the ups and downs of the boiling water boredly: "You are so inhuman."

The Maybach stopped in front of the revolving door of the five-star hotel, where a heavyweight industry summit was being held. Luo Minghan stepped on the ground in a suit and leather shoes, and polished Oxford leather shoes. He leaned over and nodded at the camera while playing He said to the other end of the phone: "There is really no such thing as a beast."

Before Miao Jiancheng returned home, Li Liping was full of expectations. After seeing Miao Jiancheng's dejected appearance, the expression on his face instantly sank.She watched Miao Jiancheng kick the old Honda a few times with complicated eyes, and asked unwillingly, "Cuncun doesn't have money to help, does he?"

"He is a student, where does he get so much money?"

"If you have money, you won't lend us," Li Liping muttered to herself, not knowing who she was talking to, "If you don't lie to him about the 20, he might lend it to you. That's all right, nothing No more, no more money."

Miao Jiancheng became angry when he saw her looking like a concubine: "It wasn't you and Miao Cong who encouraged me, and I wouldn't take his 20 yuan! Without the 20 yuan, Miao Cong wouldn't lose everything! Bah! Do it!" This kind of thing, I am ashamed of your mother!"

Li Liping smiled strangely: "In the end it was all our fault."

Miao Jiancheng stared at him fiercely, his veins swelled up: "Don't be so fucking weird with me here."

"That group came again in the afternoon." Li Liping said without a word, and then glanced upstairs inexplicably.

The second floor was quiet, and Miao Cong was too frightened to go to school, because he was afraid that if something happened at school, he would be ashamed to see others. In this kind of constant fear, he became seriously ill. It seems like a changed person, and the person has become a little nervous, shouting all of a sudden, what are you afraid of, and then shivering in the corner of the wall, not even daring to make a sound, for fear of being caught by someone in the next second. Take away the cut arm.

"They said that if they don't spit out the money that Congcong made, they will be tough."

Miao Jiancheng's heart was heaving, he fought fiercely in front of his wife, his face was red and he spat: "Then let them come! I don't believe it anymore, I'm in a hurry, I'll go to the Public Security Bureau to clean up gangsters and get rid of evil!"

Li Liping was cold all over: "You are crazy, that woman is dead, you want to kill Cong Cong?!"

"If you do the right thing, you won't be afraid of crooked shadows," Miao Jiancheng spoke convincingly, with the impatience of Li Liping's long hair and short knowledge: "What are you afraid of if you haven't done it before?"

Li Liping's expression is already like a walking dead: "Have you never regarded Congcong as your son?" She asked softly as if dreaming, "Congcong is at such a young age, and he is regarded as a suspect for investigation. Did he kill the person? He won’t be able to wash it off in the future, sleeping with other people’s mistresses, swallowing other people’s money... Do you still want your son to live well..." Two lines of tears rolled down from her eyes, and she froze. He cheered up again, sucked his nose, made a loud noise, wiped it with the back of his hand, and asked word by word: "Miao Jiancheng, where is your money? Don't tell me you don't have it, you have to take it out today. "

Miao Jiancheng stared at her like a bull: "No!"

Li Liping gritted her teeth: "Don't fart with me here! 180 million, your old lady of the Miao family left it to you, don't think I don't know!"

"Are you sick? You also know that it's my mother's money, and it's for her retirement!"

"You can say it! Your mother has been eating fermented bean curd and sauerkraut for three meals a day for several years. If I hadn't made dumplings for her every now and then, she would have eaten meat every few days. You, a filial son, know that?! Now you are telling me that you want to give the old lady a retirement pension, and you are reluctant to take out the money," Li Liping nodded, "Okay, okay, okay, I will call my mother now and ask her if she wants the 180 million or Cong Cong's arm!"

The mobile phone was on the dining table, Li Liping went to get it like crazy, Miao Jiancheng gasped heavily, pushed Li Liping with his dead hand, and snatched the mobile phone into his hand with a pale face: "How dare you!"

Responding to his thud, Li Liping let out a wail and slammed into the corner of the cupboard.

"Miao Jiancheng, you have thought it over carefully," Li Liping said with tears in her empty eyes, "Do you want the 180 million or you want my son and me."

"What do you mean?"

"The day after tomorrow, they will come again the day after tomorrow. At worst, I will crash my head in front of you and pay off the debt with my cheap life. I will be a ghost underground and settle accounts with you!"

·

When Miao Cun appeared, the scene was on the verge of getting out of control.

Miao Jiancheng withdrew the money, but not in full.He was only willing to give 80 yuan, and he didn't want to give the rest. He just killed himself with the debt collectors and had no money.

"If you want money, you want a life!" Miao Jiancheng, wearing unlined clothes and jeans flip flops, laid down on the ground in front of his house, "If you can, drag me out and sell me as a pig's head!"

The debt collectors are actually a professional team, not the vicious underworld gangs as they appear on the surface. Cutting off their arms is just to frighten the docile and good people, but he has to admit that he has seen many scoundrels in the debt collection industry for many years , but it was also the first time that Miao Jiancheng met such a Lai Faer.

Li Liping put her arms around Miao Cong, who could only tremble, and kept saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of Congcong, mom will protect you, mom will protect you."

"What do I want you to do with stinky meat?" The leader sneered, "No, well, follow me to the Public Security Bureau. My wife died for no apparent reason, and the whereabouts of almost 200 million yuan is unknown. Please ask your son to investigate with me. Let's investigate, okay?" He spread his hands together: "I'm a reasonable person, if your son did such a disgraceful thing, don't go to school, what if you bring bad classmates? Neighbors should also know You know his face, after all, he is a potential murder suspect, right, I have to make a contribution to the social security and harmony of the neighborhood."

"Mom! Mom! I'm not going! I'm not going! I didn't kill anyone! I don't know what he's talking about!" Miao Cong kicked his legs in fright, his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person, his lips were trembling, "I She didn't kill anyone, I just had an online relationship with her, and we haven't even met face to face!"

Li Liping wiped away her tears, "Cut off my arm!" She gritted her teeth, staring at the leader with her red eyes, "Cut it off, I will take care of my son's mistakes! One arm is not enough, Just another leg! If only you'd give me a working hand!"

Miao Cong's eyes widened for a moment, a nervous smile appeared on his face, and even his eyes lit up, but he immediately thought of something and swallowed: "Mom, it will hurt."

Li Liping was stunned, and then laughed through tears, but the end of the laugh was weird, sad and absurd, as if she had heard some big joke.She laughed intermittently, and stroked Miao Cong's face vigorously with her palm.

"Congcong... so cute..." she said awkwardly, "I will feel sorry for my mother..."

Even though he said so, the tears came one after another, and finally he wailed, crying hoarsely.

Outside the half-hidden door, a figure flickered, and then there was a creak, and the two doors were pushed open. Miao Cun stood against the light, making Li Liping unable to see his expression clearly.

He stepped into this old house at the end of the alley that could not remember the age.

Li Liping is a diligent person, she will tidy up the house, and when she comes across unsold flowers, she will bargain for the price. The water is clear, but it is also lively.

"Cun Cun! Cun Cun!" Seeing him, Li Liping seemed to see some kind of savior, left Miao Cong, crawled up to Miao Cun on her knees, and hugged his knees: "Save Cong Cong, help him, Help your brother, okay? I know, Auntie knows, we treat you badly, Auntie treats you badly, Auntie deserves to die!” Her eyeballs followed her messy mind and slapped her hard. Slap yourself: "Damn it! I'm sorry for you. I gave you leftovers and rotten vegetables. I taught Congcong to bully you. You all came at me. Don't hate Congcong. His bad and his faults are all mine. Taught, you help him!"

Miao Cong stared dumbfounded at his mother's every move, with his lips parted like a bewildered fool.

Miao Cun was hugged by her knees, without moving a step, looking down at Li Liping's weeping face condescendingly, with no joy on his face.

Li Liping hates him because he is a stain on her marriage and family. As long as he exists for a day, he will repeatedly remind her that this family, this husband, and this marriage are all ill-gotten and stolen.She didn't let him go, like a clean freak desperately trying to clean up a small black spot on the plate.

But I didn't know that this small black spot existed when the dish was fired, and it existed before the dish was formed.

"Auntie, I don't have that much money," Miao Cun said calmly, "I can't help you."

"No, you can help, you can help!" Li Liping swallowed desperately, "Brother just said that your paintings are valuable, and he has taken a fancy to your paintings!"

Miao Cun raised his eyes and saw an oil painting hanging in front of the hall, and a handful of withered flowers stuck in a vase below it.It was his work before going to college, and it was immature.

He frowned, not knowing what to say.Luo Minghan really has a bad taste, he must come to put on this show, and he must be proud in front of him.Those who didn't know, thought that Li Liping and the others had bullied Luo Minghan for the past ten years.

As soon as the leader heard it, he knew that Miao Cun was the one who broke the game in today's script. He touched his chin and pretended to say: "Hey, boy, you are good at drawing. I understand a little bit. Are you a professional?"

"He is from the Academy of Fine Arts! The best Academy of Fine Arts in China admitted him exceptionally!" Li Liping waved her arms and legs incoherently, "He draws very well. He is a genius. In the future—no, the current paintings It's worth the money!"

The leader looked at Miao Cun with interest, and raised his chin: "How about it, you use five paintings to reach one of your brother's arms."

"Five, five?" Li Liping stammered, "Is it too much?" She looked up at Miao Cun, "Too much, less, less? Painting is very tiring... "

Miao Cun knew that she was not worried that he would be tired, but that she was afraid that he would not be happy.

"Only five, I will ask someone to value each one, but I will redraw it until I get it all together." The leader sat on the bench with his legs crossed, and asked Miao Cun: "How is it? Do you agree?"

Miao Cun didn't speak.

In the silence of the room, Li Liping suddenly realized something, "Auntie, Auntie kowtows to you! Auntie kowtows to you now!"

No one stopped her, Miao Cong was stunned, and Miao Jiancheng sat up from the rascal's lying state, like a slumped fat pig with a big belly, and stared at Li Liping in a daze.

Only Miao Cun was stunned for a moment, bent down reflexively, trying to stop Li Liping, but he didn't have time.

Li Liping put her hands on the ground and kowtowed one after another, saying, "Damn you! Auntie shouldn't have robbed your mother and husband! You shouldn't have destroyed your family! You shouldn't have bullied you! You shouldn't have taken needles." Prick your hand! You shouldn’t be hungry! You shouldn’t be freezing! You shouldn’t be letting you have a fever and not take you to the hospital! You shouldn’t be calling you a monster!”

When she said a word, she kowtowed until blood flowed from her forehead.From the beginning to the end, she never thought of begging Miao Jiancheng again, and then counting on her husband who took it with great difficulty and became a treasure all her life.

"Mom—" Miao Cong rubbed his feet like a shrimp, trying to help Li Liping up.

"Shut up!" Li Liping stared at Miao Cong resentfully, and suddenly remembered something, and with the strength she didn't know where, she pressed Miao Cong's head desperately: "You kowtow too! In the past ten years, my mother didn't teach Well, it's my mother's fault that I didn't teach you these principles!"

"Ah!" Miao Cong was dizzy from the impact, and cried out in pain.

"Knock! Please brother! Apologize to him! Say you are wrong! Say you never dare again!"

"no need."

The absurd scene froze in a ridiculous moment as if the pause button was pressed.Li Liping's hair was disheveled, blood on her forehead flowed down the bridge of her nose and forehead, she stared blankly at Miao Cun.

"I said," Miao Cun paused every word, his tone always cold and calm, "no need."

"You, did you forgive us?" Li Liping brushed the broken hair on her face with her black hand rubbed on the ground, her eyes were bright, "Are you willing to help us? Are you really willing to help us?"

Miao Cun stared at her for a long time, then glanced over Miao Cong, and finally stopped on Miao Jiancheng.

Miao Cong stared at him uncomfortably, as if he was not convinced, and feared that he would repent, so he dodged his eyes timidly and coweringly.

Miao Jiancheng got up from the ground and stood up like a spectator. When he saw the curtain of the play, he clapped happily and said proudly, "Good boy, good boy, you are worthy of being my son." Good boy!"

Miao Cun snorted lightly and ignored him.

·

Luo Minghan hurried back from Shanghai that night after attending the three-day forum talks.Ms. Zhao has transferred all the sum of 100 million yuan to him, complaining that he was unnecessary.Since I knew that the money was with Miao Jiancheng, it would be fine to set him up directly. With Miao Jiancheng's greed, he could eat up all his savings by just killing pigs, so he might not give up. Luo Minghan had to speak from Miao Cong.

But she figured it out later, and said admiringly to Luo Minghan on the phone: "You are quite civic-minded, Mr. Luo, and you are not as bad as I thought."

Luo Minghan smiled, noncommittal, "Why do you say that."

"If you attack someone's husband, can the relationship between husband and wife be maintained? It's no wonder they don't get divorced."

Luo Minghan casually smiled lowly: "You think too well of me."

Ms. Zhao on the other side of the ocean faithfully paused for a moment because of doubts, and then her whole body stood up in horror.

She really thought too well of Luo Minghan, he was a master at manipulating people's hearts, manipulating human nature, and a cold-blooded and cold-hearted beast by any means.

He helped everyone figure out Miao Jiancheng's true face, helped Miao Jiancheng figure out Li Liping's conspiracy, he figured out Miao Cong's bad nature, like a sharp knife aimed at a mother's heartache to kill, he figured out Li Liping's meticulous This marriage that lasted, all the lies in this family—everywhere, it was full of calculations, only a point the size of a fingernail, love.

Can the marriage survive?Maybe, maybe not.

No, but relieved,

No, it's the torture of the villains in the next few decades, and "why don't you die".

Luo Minghan came back with two boxes of money. The driver carried them and placed them neatly on the table. The button snapped open, revealing the brand new RMB inside.

"100."

Sitting in front of the two boxes of money, Miao Cun put his hands on his knees and murmured blankly, "I've never seen so much money in my life."

Luo Minghan: "Wrong, I will see more money than this in the future, but this should be the most ill-gotten wealth you have seen in your life."

Miao Cun: "You still know it's ill-gotten gains."

A financial upstart worth hundreds of millions carefully designed a one-and-a-half-month killing plan in order to set up a one-and-a-half million yuan.

"Now, I will teach you a way to deal with it."

Luo Minghan said playfully, flicked the metal lighter, and the flames ignited gracefully, reflecting in his dark and smiling eyes.

Miao Cun: "...It is illegal to destroy the RMB."

"You lied to me, donate it."