She handed Huang Mao one hundred yuan:
"Take it and buy some potion to rub it on."
Then he looked at the other three people and said quietly:
"After all, these people are also tired of you."
Huang Mao stretched out his hand to take it, then thought of something and retracted his hand, looking at Meng Li with a sad smile:
"Sister, this money, this money, should be treated as my filial piety to you."
Meng Li retracted his hand, collected all the money politely, and said to Huang Mao:
"Then I understand your thoughts."
Huang Mao:…
Meng Li said to Huang Mao:
"I'm leaving."
Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief:
"Then walk slowly."
Don't come here next time.
disappear as far as you can.
Meng Li turned around and was about to leave, then stopped again, looked at Huang Mao and said thoughtfully:
"correct."
Huang Mao suddenly became tense again and said:
"Is there anything else, sister?"
Meng Li smiled and said:
"Don't be nervous, I just want your help with something."
Huang Mao shook his head:
"Sister, if you ask me anything, I will do it."
"Just do it."
Meng Li said:
"My son is in school, and he still has some uncollected debts. I heard that these are your younger brothers. As for you, talk to them and let them give the money to you."
"Remember, you are not allowed to give it to my son. You will make my son think that you haven't returned it yet."
Huang Mao didn't understand why Meng Li did this, and looked like he wanted to ask but didn't dare.
Meng Li's expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said to Huang Mao:
“You just have to get things done.”
"Otherwise I can find you wherever you go."
"Otherwise you thought my son was hanging out with you, how did I find him?"
Huang Mao's heart was completely broken when he wanted to ask. Indeed, they had obviously found a secluded place, but this woman was still able to find it. Although he didn't know how she did it, he didn't want to be treated the same way.
He nodded repeatedly:
"Okay, I understand. Borrowing money and repaying it is a matter of course."
Meng Li nodded and instructed again:
"I told you not to let my son know."
Huang Maolian nodded:
"Yes Yes."
Meng Li said:
"Be good and don't mess with my son again. I won't cause trouble for you in the future."
"Otherwise..." Meng Li's eyes were meaningful.
Huang Mao looked bitter:
"Sister, how dare I come to trouble you? I can't thank you enough for letting me go."
Meng Li hummed, then turned and left.
She wasn't afraid of Huang Mao coming to trouble her, but it was just a waste of time.
This time it should be done properly.
Meng Li turned around and went out. Huang Mao's body could no longer hold up, and he collapsed on the ground, cursing: "Damn, you stinky woman."
My heart was filled with hatred, but there was nothing I could do.
How the hell do you know how to mess with such a master
We cannot blame society for our fate.
Several people simply took off their clothes to check the injuries on their bodies. They were shocked to see the bruises and swelling everywhere on each other's bodies.
It was too harsh.
And it seems like they haven't hurt that bitch yet.
What a loss.
He also gained a deeper understanding of Meng Li's strength.
In everyone's mind, there was a battle between heaven and man, and they felt very unwilling to be beaten by Meng Li like this, and wanted to take revenge.
But they didn't want to try it again because of the pain on their bodies.
I really can’t figure out the depth of Meng Li.
A few people were making various choices and hesitating in their minds. A few people were discussing whether to take revenge and go back, regardless of their physical injuries.
Meng Li walked towards her home on the street with her schoolbag on her back. She felt that she had overexerted herself tonight and was still a little tired, so she took a taxi.
When I paid the fare, I gave him the money he got from Huang Mao, which should be about the same. Huang Mao should have taken more than just these advantages, but Huang Mao really only had so much money.
It's useless for her to force Huang Mao.
When he was downstairs in the community, Meng Li looked up at the window of his house. The lights in the living room were still on.
When Meng Li returned home, Yue Xiaowei looked at Meng Li and breathed a deep sigh of relief:
"Mom, are you back?"
Meng Li hummed and threw the rolling pin into the trash can. How could a rolling pin that had been hit by others be used to roll dough
He handed his schoolbag and watch to Yue Xiaowei.
Yue Xiaowei took the things and opened his schoolbag and took a look. There were still many things inside.
There are not only some books in the schoolbag, but also some gadgets that he loves.
"Are you okay, Mom?" Yue Xiaowei checked the things. Thinking that he was so useless and his mother had to get the things, he looked guilty and his voice became a little weaker.
Meng Li sighed and said seriously:
"It's okay, son. Mom doesn't blame you for this. Mom can understand if you do something stupid while growing up. I hope you can learn from it and gain wisdom."
"Do you understand now? They don't really treat you. As long as you can understand this, it will be worth it no matter how much mom pays."
Yue Xiaowei avoided Meng Li's gaze and bit his lip.
I understand.
It's annoying, like the bad guys on TV.
"After all, mom is actually not very capable, and business is not doing well right now. I hope every penny is spent wisely, not like this."
She looked at Yue Xiaowei deeply and added.
Yue Xiaowei lowered his head and whispered:
"Mom, I know I was wrong."
Meng Li patted Yue Xiaowei on the shoulder, looking tired:
"Okay, get some rest early and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Yue Xiaowei moved his lips and said with some embarrassment:
"Mom, I cooked white fungus soup for you."
Meng Li's heavy face suddenly relaxed and he said with interest:
"Tremella soup?"
Yue Xiaowei nodded and went to the kitchen with a dull head to serve the white fungus soup to Meng Li. Meng Li took a look at the white fungus soup. There were red dates in it, and there was only one bowl. He asked:
"You don't want to drink?"
Yue Xiaowei shook his head:
"I'm not hungry."
Meng Li smiled: "If I'm not hungry, I'll drink it. It's cold outside. I didn't expect that there would be white fungus soup to warm me up when I got home."
Yue Xiaowei smiled shyly, not knowing what he could do, so he racked his brains to come up with the idea.
I took a sip of the white fungus soup. Hey, it was overly sweet. Maybe there was too much sugar.
Meng Li said with a casual expression:
"It's very sweet. You can try adding less sugar next time."
Yue Xiaowei said oh and secretly remembered it in his heart.
Meng Li drank the white fungus soup and asked Yue Xiaowei to go to bed first. She also went to take a bath, and then sat and practiced for a while before falling asleep.
The next day, Yue Xiaowei spent the whole day in fear. Others ignored him and looked like they were waiting for a good show.
Yue Xiaowei couldn't bear it. No one played with him. He could only read books at school. He was like a child. It seemed that this was the only way to prove that our previous boundaries were particularly clear.
You are playing and I am reading.
I don’t want to play with you because I love books, hum.
With so many classmates sitting and reading in the classroom, Yue Xiaowei felt that he was not alone.