"Hey, Sister Mengling, why do you think of calling me?" Song Siyi's phone rang when Zhang Er's "Mao" signed in the office, so this little girl walked out of the office and stood at the gate outside When answering the phone, it was Yang Mengling who was not on the other end.
"Siyi, where are you now, I'm almost annoyed." Yang Mengling is indeed a little upset now. She asked her father about Zhang Er's "Mao". The other party said that the matter was found out. The car accident had nothing to do with Zhang Er's "Mao", and the people were also let go, but when Yang Mengling went upstairs to find Zhang Er's "Mao", this guy was not there. Yang Yueru didn't know where Zhang Er's "Mao" was going.
"Cut, you're still annoying, you are a policeman now, and you are going to die, I will be miserable." When Song Siyi said this, some angry and playful expressions appeared on his face. "You don't know, I met a gangster. This guy is absolutely hateful. Yesterday... I was almost exhausted yesterday. My feet still hurt."
"Siyi, what are you talking about, what gangster?" Yang Mengling's angry voice came on the phone.
"Oh, it's a hateful guy anyway."
"Oh, I'm not like you. I met a'**' thief a few days ago. That guy always wanted to take advantage of me, but I was caught in the police station yesterday..."
"That's good!" Before Yang Mengling finished her words, Song Siyi called out: "It should be like this when dealing with that kind of person. We will take it in for ten days and eight days. Let him suffer a bit and let him know that we women are good. It's not that easy to mess with."
"No, I just suspect that the guy was related to a car accident, but now the investigation is clear, it has nothing to do with that guy, and the people are also released, but... But the dead "**" thief is gone now." Yang Mengling heard a little lost voice.
"Sister Mengling, what's the matter with you? Are you not in love with others?"
"Cut! I would like him? Just die the "**" thief, next time I see him, see if I am..." It is estimated that Yang Mengling now also has a look of anger and hesitated before saying: "Oh, thinking Yi, I'm so annoying now, where are you, you want to come with me, right?"
"Huh?" Song Siyi looked surprised, and then slowly said: "Sister Mengling, I... I'm in Sichuan now, I..."
"You... Why did you go to Sichuan, why are you going to Sichuan?"
"I... Travel! Okay, I won't tell you anymore, the phone bill is expensive." After speaking, Song Siyi hurriedly hung up the phone. Is the phone bill really too expensive? Of course not, this little Nizi is only afraid that Yang Mengling will continue to ask questions. She is afraid that Yang Mengling will know that she has gone to Sichuan with the first-class gangster, and she is afraid of herself... Oh, my face is blushing!
Twenty thousand yuan? Lao Tzu only has 20,000 yuan in total. Yesterday he paid 5,000 yuan. Now... I can’t make up 20,000 yuan even if I sell people! Zhang Er's "Mao" face was depressed, and after walking out of the office, he walked slowly towards the toll booth, but he was stunned when he walked to the window.
Now these people are so fucking snobbish. As soon as I heard that they had to pay the fee, there was no figure in his mother, like that of Zhang Wanquan, like that of Liu Cuihua, and even that of Song Siyi's little girl! I was standing at the door pretending to answer the phone, thinking I couldn't understand it. Chao, his face is red, embarrassed, isn't it!
My god, who wants to stand up and help Lao Tzu now, and help me through the difficulties before me, no matter how old or young is beautiful, tall, short, fat or thin, I am willing to "make a promise" and be a cow. Serve her as a horse for a lifetime! Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless!
Zhang Er's "Mao" slowly turned around and said softly to the cashier in the window: "Miss, I'll pay the fee."
"Oh." The cashier slowly raised his head, and then asked softly: "Patient's name?"
"Xue Jiayan." Zhang Er's "Mao" said his mother's name in fear.
"Yeah." The cashier turned his head and tapped the keyboard, and then a look of puzzled expression appeared on his face. "You... Do you still pay?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Er's "Mao" expression was nervous.
"Oh, someone paid it just now."
"Huh?" Zhang Er's expression of "Mao" was surprised. "How much is paid, who... who paid it, isn't it a mistake?" Is it really a Bodhisattva's manifestation, is there really a nobleman secretly helping me, is it really to let me show two "hairs" to agree with me
"After paying fifty thousand, that's... the lady at the door."
After listening to the cashier's words, Zhang Er's "Mao" slowly turned around, and there was no other woman besides Song Siyi at the door. My goodness, it seems that you really can't look at the appearance of people, what a good woman! How can my Zhang Er "Mao" He De, I... I'm going to fight it out, I want to agree with my own body!
With a look of excitement on Zhang Er's "Mao" face, he rushed towards Song Siyi at the door, stretched out his arms and picked him up, and then kissed him fiercely. For a while, the sky in July was fluttered with goose "feather" snowflakes, and for a while, the sky was warm in July. The surrounding flowers and trees had sharp tender horns, and the birds on the trees...
"Hey! What are you doing, you are stupid!" Song Siyi's cry came from his ear while Zhang Er's "Mao" was still invading that dreamlike world, and the other party was standing on his side with an angry expression on his face. In front of you.
Feelings... The feelings just now were just an illusion of your own? It's no wonder why I didn't feel the kiss when I kissed it!
"No... Nothing." Zhang Er looked embarrassed. "Thank you, Miss Song."
"Thank you, your mother is my mother..."
"Huh?" Before Song Siyi finished speaking, Zhang Er's "Mao" shouted out. God, my mother is her mother. This is easy to understand. This means... I really want to agree with my own body.
"No, no, I didn't mean that!" Song Siyi also seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained, of course his face blushed mostly. "I mean I will treat your mother as my own mother."
"That... That's not what it meant!" The daughter-in-law "women", of course, you have to treat your mother-in-law as your mother.
"I..." Song Siyi looked angry. "I don't bother to care about you, dead hooligan, I know I'm taking advantage of me!" Song Siyi turned around and walked towards the ward inside, with a bit of anger, a bit of mischief on his face, and of course a bit of shy excitement.
"Hey, wait for me." Hehe... Zhang Er's "Mao" smile on her face, in fact, she also knew what Song Siyi meant, just wanted to make the other party happy.
"Two "Mao", two "Mao"." Just as Zhang Er's "Mao" was about to enter the ward, Liu Cuihua's cry came from behind.
"Broken... Sansao?" Zhang Er's "Mao" turned around, looking at Liu Cuihua who was panting with puzzled expression.
"Sansao, what are you doing?" Zhang Er's "Mao" originally wanted to call the other party Cuihua, but he saw that Zhang Wanquan was behind him, so he had to change his words and called Liu Cuihua the Sansao.
Liu Cuihua stepped forward and looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" mother in the ward and dragged Zhang Er's "Mao" aside. It seemed that she didn't want Zhang Er's "Mao" mother to hear it, but her move did not cause Zhang Er's "Mao". The mother's attention has attracted Song Siyi's attention.
Humph! What the hell is going to "touch" and "touch" secretly, it must be a shameful thing! Song Siyi looked angry, although he was not embarrassed to follow out, but his ears were pricked up.
"Two'Mao', this is eight thousand yuan, I... That's all for our house, don't you think it is too small!" Liu Cuihua said as she stuffed the banknote in Zhang Er's hand into Zhang Er's hand.
"Sansao, you..." Zhang Er's "Mao" was completely dumbfounded. I thought I was hiding from myself, but I went to the bank to withdraw money. Good people, they are all good people. How can I Zhang Er "Mao" He De, I... "I can't take it, thank you."
"Two'Mao' you..." Liu Cuihua looked angry. "What do you mean?"
"No, Sansao, listen to me, I am not short of money now, I... I just paid 50,000 yuan, which is enough for my mother's medical "medicine" expenses." Zhang Er "Mao" when he said this I have some guilty conscience, I don't know if the woman in the ward heard it, and I don't know what others will think.