Chapter 295

Song's father is tired, and his leg injury has not been completely healed. But old lady song is very satisfied with her son's attitude, so she politely supports him to the chair and sits down.

Song's father is a double legged man, threatening song Qingcheng.

"Even if you look for it, I can't give it all. And I remind you that school doesn't care about family disputes. If you want to embarrass yourself, I won't stop you. To tell you the truth, I've been making a fool of myself in school all these years because of my poor family and all kinds of work. " Song Qingcheng seems to have given up.

Of course, she just said it, hoping to scare her father away. But if my father did go to school, she couldn't have allowed it to happen. Her influence in school has been very bad. She can't create such embarrassing family conflicts when she is about to take an exam.

Song's mother saw that their father and daughter were getting more and more stiff, so she summoned up the courage to persuade song's father, "old song, I didn't say that I won't give you a cent. She also agreed to add some new year's goods to the family, give you and your mother some money for playing cards, and take the rest to pay off. As you know, that one million is not a small sum. Qingcheng is still a student and can't make so much money at all. "

"How do you know she won't make it?" Song's father glanced at Song's mother, then stared at Song Qingcheng with profound meaning, and continued: "I tell you, your daughter has great ability now, and the tonic you can send back is tens of thousands of dollars..."

Seeing this, song Qingcheng quickly interrupted his father, "Dad, I can give you 50000 yuan, including 20000 yuan for grandma and 20000 yuan for mom. No matter how you spend the money, everyone doesn't care. I'll take the rest of the money and return it to others. Is that ok?"

This was her original intention and the final concession.

However, what I didn't expect was that I didn't wait for my father's satisfaction, but I waited for his father's sarcastic words, "fifty thousand yuan, where are you going to send the beggars?"

Song Qingcheng's chest position seemed to be mercilessly stabbed into a knife, and his breath was short. "Dad, fifty thousand yuan is not a lot. For a family with no income like ours, the cost of living can't be used up in a year. I have to work hard outside for a few years to earn it. Don't you know that? "

But his father waved in disgust, "don't tell me it's useless. For the sake of you and my surname song, I also give in. Now you give me 500000 yuan, and then you give your grandmother 100000 yuan for pension. The rest of the money is at your disposal. "

Song Qingcheng couldn't believe it. There was a "buzz" in her mind. She was in a state of chaos. She once suspected that she had heard the wrong thing.

All in all, there was just a little money. My father asked for 500000 yuan, and he also gave granny 100000 yuan to support her. That is to say, for the debts of more than 1 million yuan, he only gave her 200000 yuan to pay off.

Although I didn't owe any money, only I knew about it. She couldn't imagine how her father could say such a thing?

"Son, I'm worth 100000 yuan for your mother?" Old lady song is still dissatisfied with this meeting.

Song Fu thought for a moment, "then add another 50000. You give my mother 150000 yuan and my 500000 yuan. It's 650000 yuan in total. You can't lose a cent. Now you're going to withdraw the money for me. "

Song Qingcheng's whole body trembles uncontrollably. She looks at the grandmother who sucks blood and her father who loves money. In these two people, she sees not only disappointment and despair, but also anger and hatred.

"Dad, if you do that, I won't give you a cent!" Song Qingcheng spoke firmly.

"You want to rebel, don't you?" Song's father jumped up and rushed towards song Qingcheng, looking like he was going to beat her.

"I want to rebel?" Song Qingcheng's eyes were red with disappointment. "Have you ever seen a father like you who only sucks his own child's blood and gnaws his own child's bones? People like you don't deserve to be a father at all. "

"Pa!" Song Qingcheng felt dizzy and his head turned to one side. For a long time, he was in a muddle and couldn't recover.

Song's father looked fierce, because the slap was too hard just now, the whole person was still a little unstable.

Next to the song mother is scared silly, looking at her daughter's face that bright red palm print, tears big big shot out of the eyes. The lip flap moved several times, the throat seemed to be blocked, and nothing could be said.

Old lady song was also startled. To tell the truth, she has never seen her son lose such a big temper. Although she is not satisfied with the two daughters, she has never hit the child. This is really an exception.

However, song Qingcheng deserved it. If you dare to be rude to your Laozi, you should teach her a lesson.

Song Qingcheng came back and touched his burning face. His eyes were red, but he bit his teeth to prevent tears from falling.

A pair of scarlet eyes fixed on the do it yourself father, as if to engrave the ferocious face into his mind forever, and always remember that he did not regret at the moment.

"Qing Cheng Qingcheng, are you ok? Let mom see... " With tears in her eyes, song's mother raised her hand to touch her face, but she didn't dare to touch the smiling face because it was red and swollen."Mom, I'm fine. Don't cry." Song Qingcheng wiped her mother's tears, and her mood suddenly became unusually calm.

Looking at her daughter like this, song's mother suddenly burst into tears, "Qing Cheng, just listen to the mother and give them all the money. Mom will take you away, and we'll leave the house. "

Song Qingcheng's tears suddenly fell down and hugged her mother. She didn't want her mother to see her tears.

After so many years of humiliation, my mother still only wanted to maintain a perfect family. Up to now, the mother can say such heartbreaking words, is also the complete despair of the family.

"Cry, cry what cry!" Song Fu impatiently roared, "if you want to cry, get out and cry for me. Don't block the bad luck at home."

"Son, they are looking forward to your mother's early death." Old lady song jumped in anger.

Song Fu took a puff from the corner of his mouth. Without waiting for him to speak, song Qingcheng pushed away his mother, wiped away the tears from her face, and stared at old lady song coldly, "you overestimate yourself too much. You are not worth tears when you die."

"You --" old lady song pointed to her, trembling with anger, "son, you can hear it all!"

"If you want to get out of here, get out of here and don't get in my way. And keep the money for me. " Song's father seems too lazy to talk nonsense.