Liang Xiaocui said that Momo stole the plastic duck from Meng Qingqing and Meng Kun.

Meng Haisheng naturally didn't believe a word.

Although Momo is young, Lin Mucheng taught her very well and she is very sensible.

Not to mention that it is someone else's thing, even if he carried her to stroll on the street and someone gave her something to eat, Momo would not take it even if he helped her, let alone steal it.

"Mucheng, do you know what happened?"

Meng Haisheng didn't respond to Liang Xiaocui's words, but looked at his wife. At this time, he only believed what Lin Mucheng said.

Lin Mucheng nodded.

She naturally knew the history of the plastic duck.

This was picked up by Momo in the garbage dump, and it was cut with scissors when she picked it up.

Momo has never had any toys since she was a child, and the broken duck has become her favorite toy.

For this reason, Lin Mucheng specially cleaned it inside and out and let her play with it.

But now even such a broken toy, someone actually came to rob it?

Lin Mucheng told her roughly.

She looked at Liang Xiaocui and the two children with some coldness.

"Auntie, you heard it, Momo picked up the plastic duck from the garbage dump, not from your house."

Liang Xiaocui didn't care where Momo got it from, she insisted that it was stolen by Momo.

If this happened in the past, Liang Xiaocui would definitely not care, after all, there were too many trivial matters between children.

Even if she wanted to care, she couldn't.

But today Meng Haisheng sold Bupleurum and made such a big fuss in the village, Liang Xiaocui was jealous and crazy.

In the past, the most promising person in their old Meng family was his eldest son Meng Jincheng.

He worked as a technical worker in the county machinery factory, and his monthly salary was more than 40 yuan.

Such a high salary is unique in the whole Xiashan Village.

Although Liang Xiaocui didn't get any credit from Meng Jincheng, she was more upright than others in the village.

Who made his son so promising?

But now Meng Haisheng suddenly bought Bupleurum chinense, and he bought it for one yuan per pound. People in the whole village praised Meng Haisheng as soon as they mentioned him.

Liang Xiaocui couldn't accept it.

At noon, when the two children went out to play, they happened to see Momo holding a plastic duck.

It was unknown which child in the village didn't want the plastic duck. Meng Qingqing had seen it before, but she didn't pick it up because it was too dirty.

Now seeing that Momo had washed it when she was playing with it, she cried and wanted to snatch it.

Momo had been snatched away by Meng Qingqing before, and she became smarter after so many times.

Seeing Meng Qingqing trying to snatch it, Momo ran away with the plastic duck. Meng Qingqing didn't get it, so she went home to complain and asked Liang Xiaocui to help her get it back.

Liang Xiaocui was already upset, and when the two children made a fuss, she became furious.

Without asking the reason, she just thought that the plastic duck was bought by Meng Jincheng, so she brought the two children to Meng Haisheng's house angrily.

"Haishen, you can't protect your child like this. The little girl has loved stealing since she was a child. What will happen when she grows up?"

"If you don't educate Momo well now, you will regret it in the future."

Liang Xiaocui said this about Momo, and Meng Haisheng's face turned black in an instant.

"Auntie, you'd better be careful with your words, don't spit shit and throw all the dirty water on my Momo."

"Mu Cheng has made it very clear just now. Momo picked up the plastic duck from the garbage dump and has nothing to do with your family."

Liang Xiaocui curled her lips with disdain.

"Then you are really amazing, you can pick up anything from the garbage dump."

"Meng Haisheng, stop yelling at me, didn't you say that the plastic duck was picked up from the garbage dump?"

"Do you have evidence? Everyone can say it without evidence."

"If you don't have evidence, return the plastic duck to my child immediately, so that Jincheng won't be unhappy when he comes back."

Meng Haisheng knew very well that his quarrel with Liang Xiaocui was endless and ruthless.

"Okay, then I'll give you evidence so that you can see clearly."

Meng Haisheng turned back to the house and gave Momo the doll he bought this morning.

"Momo, can Daddy exchange the doll for your plastic duck?"

Momo had never seen a doll before.

She was immediately attracted by the doll with a pair of big watery eyes in front of her.

"Here."

Momo handed the plastic duck in her hand to Meng Haisheng very neatly.

She reached out and took the doll into her arms, rubbing the doll's soft chubby face.

Meng Qingqing, who had been standing by waiting for the plastic duck, immediately lost interest in the plastic duck when she saw the doll in Momo's hand.

"Grandma, grandma, I want a doll too?"

Meng Qingqing pulled Liang Xiaocui's sleeve, begging.

"Shut up."

Meng HaiMeng Haisheng didn't care whether Meng Qingqing wanted the plastic duck or not.

He took the plastic duck to the street.

Liang Xiaocui didn't know what Meng Haisheng was going to do, so she followed him with her two children.

The sun was too strong at noon, and some villagers who didn't like to take a nap took shelter under the big locust tree in the village.

There was a big locust tree planted at the crossroads in the village, and its dense branches and leaves were like a big umbrella.

The villagers were sitting under the tree, chatting about all kinds of gossip, and then they saw Meng Haisheng coming hurriedly.

"Auntie, auntie, do you recognize this plastic duck? Whose family is it?"

There are really not many families in the village who can afford toys for their children.

In Meng Haisheng's memory, although Meng Jincheng can make money, he spends a lot and has been tightening his belt to live.

How could he afford to buy a plastic duck for his little daughter to play with?

"I know this one. It was given to Douzi by a relative of Lang Dechang who came to visit. That naughty boy doesn't like these things. He doesn't play with them himself, so he cut the plastic duck into pieces with scissors."

Aunt Liu recognized the plastic duck in Meng Haisheng's hand at a glance.

She and Lang Dechang lived in the same alley, and they often sat together to enjoy the cool air. She saw Douzi cut the plastic duck with her own eyes.

Liang Xiaocui, who followed closely behind Meng Haisheng, felt a little embarrassed when she heard Aunt Liu say this.

"The plastic ducks sold in the supply and marketing cooperative are all the same. If others buy them, can't my family buy them?"

"Meng Haisheng, can you stop making unfounded arguments? Your Momo stole it, so she stole it. Just let Momo admit her mistake and apologize to Qingqing, and the matter will be over."

"Now you pull me out to confront, you are not afraid of embarrassment, but I am afraid of embarrassment."

Liang Xiaocui kept talking.

Meng Haisheng didn't care about her. He held the plastic duck and looked at Meng Qingqing.

"Qingqing, Uncle San will ask you one last time, is this really your plastic duck?"

Meng Qingqing had long been attracted by the doll in Momo's hand. She didn't even think about it and blurted out, "Uncle San, if I say the plastic duck is not mine, can you give it to me?"

"Qingqing, you have to be an honest child. You can't always be petty. What's yours is yours, and what's not yours is not yours."

Meng Qingqing bit her lip.

"The plastic duck is not mine. I wanted to play with it when I saw Momo playing with it today. Momo didn't give it to me, so I asked grandma to help me get it."

As soon as Meng Qingqing finished speaking, Liang Xiaocui raised her hand and slapped Meng Qingqing in the face.

This slap was very hard, and Meng Qingqing burst into tears.

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