Chapter 165

"Oh, it's a good day. Qingcheng, you and your mother go out to buy some vegetables. Let's have a good celebration. " Old lady song is in a good mood.

She knew that her son was trying to please song Qingcheng, so she joined in.

Song Qingcheng seldom saw such a good atmosphere at home, and he nodded with a smile.

"You don't have to go. Just go and buy some by yourself." Song's mother loves her daughter and doesn't want her to be too tired.

"How can we do that? Buy more delicious food today. Qingcheng, go and have a look with your mother and help to get some things. There's no oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar at home. I'll buy some by the way. " Old lady song wanted to support the mother and daughter immediately. She also took the opportunity to pick up some money from Song Qingcheng.

She knew that song Qingcheng was filial and would not let her mother pay for it.

"Well, I have two hundred yuan left. Take it to the grocery store." It's time for song's father to perform. He takes out 200 yuan from his pocket, which is kneaded like dried vegetables, and hands it to song's mother.

Looking at the money, Mother Song couldn't tell what it was like. Happy and sad. I didn't expect that I would be able to wait for him to give me money in my lifetime!

"No, I still have some money with me." Song's mother didn't answer. She knew that the money must be the only pocket money left on Song's father.

"Mom, just take it, Dad's heart." Song Qingcheng took the 200 yuan and gave it to his mother. She knew that her mother actually wanted to pick it up. Who doesn't want to spend his man's money once in his life?!

Old lady song saw that the two hundred yuan had been taken over, and she hated it so much that her teeth were itching.

Song Qingcheng and his mother left home hand in hand. Song's mother is holding a basket in her hand. Song Qingcheng takes it and hangs it on her wrist. The two mothers talk and laugh all the way.

Old lady song stood at the door, stretched her neck to see them leave, and went to close the door of the small room. This time, only their mother and son were left. Song's mother took her son to the living room and asked him, "son, do you think it's true that you gave back the 50000 yuan?"

"Mom, how can I have so much money to pay off my debts? I mean to listen to song Qingcheng." Song's father sat down on the sofa, cocked his legs, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Old lady song was in a hurry. She was really afraid of something What are you going to pay off the debt? "

"Don't you think song Qingcheng has a lot of money? I can afford a house, but I'm afraid I can't afford the 50000 yuan? " Song's father is confident, as if the money has been in his own hands.

"Having said that, the money is still in her pocket. What if she doesn't give it to you?" Old lady song is old and a woman. She worries a little more.

"Don't worry, I have a way for her to take it out." Song's father knows that song's mother is the biggest weakness of song Qingcheng. It's really not good. There will be plenty of moves at that time.

"What can you do?" Old lady song sat down and waited for her son's words.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Just watch your son do it." Father song was impatient.

"You can be careful, that song Qingcheng is a person who has read a book, it's not easy to deceive." Seeing that her son was impatient, Mrs. song stopped asking more questions, but she didn't forget to remind her.

You know, fifty thousand yuan has been lost. If you miscalculate again, you will lose a lot.

"I see. Don't worry. By the way, give me some money. I have to invite that creditor to dinner in the evening, so that I can be lenient for a few days. "

Song's father has no money in his hand. He finds an excuse to dig some money from his mother.

"If you don't have money, you give them money to buy vegetables. You're afraid they're starving themselves? " Old lady song is more angry.

"I didn't want to show the image of a good father." He is also worried about taking out the money.

"You'll know what your mouth can do." Although old lady Song said so, she went back to her house and took out the money, "how much do you want?"

Song's father didn't answer. He walked by and took all the money from old lady song. "That's not necessarily enough."

"More than 1000 yuan is not enough. Are you going to invite people to eat delicacies?" This money is not enough for his son's meal. I'm drinking the blood of her old bone!

"People go to high-end hotels, and a meal costs at least ten thousand yuan. The most I can do with my money is to invite people to have a supper. It's good if they can give me face. "

Looking at the money being put into her son's pocket, Mrs. song sighed. I hope I can get the money from Song Qingcheng as soon as possible, so that she can live a comfortable life.

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Song Qingcheng and his mother bought a lot of delicious food, and then helped his mother cook. But song's father was very attentive. He pulled her out of the kitchen and said that he cooked for them himself.

In the end, even song's mother became the first to attack.

Song's father had learned to cook before. He was good at cooking, but he never used to.

Song Qingcheng went to her room to chat with her sister and tell her some lessons she didn't understand.

About an hour later, the outside was shouting for dinner.

A big table full of dishes, song Qingcheng found, are all his favorite. Boiled fish, sweet and sour spareribs, large plate chicken, fried shrimp in oil, clam stewed eggThere are more than ten dishes. It's too rich.

My sister, who has always refused to come out for dinner, is happy to come out for dinner when she sees that everyone is in a good mood. A family, happy, rarely hear laughter.

After dinner, so many dishes and bowls to wash, song Qingcheng came to help his mother wash the dishes. But she was driven out by song's mother, but she didn't insist.

Seeing that old lady song had gone back to her room for a nap, she had a chance to have a good talk with her father.

"Qingcheng, come and sit down. Dad will peel an apple for you." Song's father took a dried apple from the tea table.

"No, Dad. I just want to ask you something."

"Ask, what's the matter?" Song's father put the apple back, but he didn't want to peel it anyway.

"Did you really pay back the money you owed?" Song Qingcheng didn't believe it all the time. All of a sudden, my father seems to have changed himself. I really feel strange.

Song's father was stunned, but he soon replied seriously: "can there be any fake? Is it hard for me to wait for someone to chop me down or catch me in jail? "

Song Qingcheng knew that his father was a timid man, and he loved money as much as he could. There was no need to talk nonsense about this kind of thing. "If you really can figure it out and don't gamble in the future, our family will be better."

In her dreams, she hopes that her father can make a new life, make good money, and live in harmony with her family.

"Of course, I'm not only going to quit gambling now, but also going to quit smoking and drinking slowly, which can save a lot of money." Song Fu's performance is vivid.

Song Qingcheng happily smile, "by the way, I listen to my mother say, are we going to demolish here?"