Chapter 340

"Isn't it all separated? What's the matter? " Xinyue also served her family.

"My mother wants to move back to spend the new year with them again."

"Ah?" Even Xin Yue is surprised, can't believe, "Auntie, why is this?"

"Why else?" Song Qingcheng asked himself, "I'm not fooled by my father. The key point is that he said that my grandmother was seriously ill and no one took care of her. He clearly made my mother a servant. "

What makes her angry most is not that, but that she still wants to go back.

Xin Yue looks at her. As an outsider, she didn't have much to say about this kind of family affairs. She could only comfort her, "don't be angry, after all, it's a marriage. Now that you're married, it's not the way to move out and live. Maybe your father really repented this time."

"He?" Song Qingcheng didn't want to belittle his father, but he couldn't help laughing, "if the solar energy comes out in the west, he can't change his ways."

When Xinyue wanted to say something else, the mobile phone in Song Qingcheng's pocket rang. Song Qingcheng took out his mobile phone and found it was his mother.

Several days have passed since she went home last time. She hasn't called her mother. This is the first time that her mother has called herself.

She didn't pick it up very quickly, but she didn't feel relieved.

"Take it. There's nothing to be angry with your mother about. " Xin Yue said that she had no idea.

Song Qingcheng looked at her, then answered the phone, "Hello, mom."

"Qing Cheng..." The cry came from Song Li's mother.

"What's the matter, Ma?" Song Qingcheng heard his mother's cry, and immediately stood up nervously.

"Song Qingcheng, you come back to me soon!" This fierce voice, song Qingcheng can immediately distinguish.

Father!

How could he be with his mother?

Or Mother's back?

When she wanted to ask, there was a quarrel between her mother and father on the phone.

"I said," why don't you come back to live in such a good villa without telling us... "

When song Qingcheng heard this, she decided that her father was with her mother. Without thinking about it, she took her coat from the sofa and rushed to the door.

"Qing Cheng, what's the matter?" When Xin Yue saw her like this, something must have happened.

Song Qingcheng's fast pace suddenly stopped, turned back and asked Xin Yue, "Xin Yue, did you drive?"

"Yes."

"Take me to my mother. Come on." It's much faster to have a car than to take a taxi.

"Is something wrong?" Xin Yue picked up the coat and put it on, and asked her.

"Don't ask. My dad found it."

Xin Yue was shocked.

No wonder it's the family war again.

……

Along the way, song Qingcheng urged several times. Xin Yue is steady 24 minutes spirit, spent 15 minutes, finally opened to the villa door.

Before the car stopped, song Qingcheng pushed the door open and rushed down. There was no one in the yard, but through the French windows on the balcony, I saw my father sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

When song Qingcheng saw his father like that, his hands could not help but clasp tightly in his hands.

"Lao song, how many times do you want me to tell you that this house is not really a city." Song's mother said painstakingly.

"It's no use telling me that. I tell you, now that you live here, I want to live here too. As like as two peas, you can let me buy a villa that looks exactly like this. I promise I won't bother you.

When song Qingcheng heard these words at the door, his teeth creaked.

She could not imagine how her father could have said such shameless words. She angrily walked in and found that not only her father but also her grandmother came.

"Qing Cheng..." Song's mother saw her and walked towards her, looking at her helplessly.

If there is a way to persuade song Fu to leave here, she will not call her daughter for help.

Song Qingcheng gives her mother a reassuring look, and then looks at her father who is sitting there like a great master. Her eyes become extremely cold.

"Dad, how did you get here?" Song Qingcheng asked a question that she most wanted to know now.

"As long as your mother is still alive, I have plenty of ways to find you." Song Fu shook his legs and glanced at her.

Song Qingcheng knew that her father had known many friends all these years. It should not be very difficult to find out her mother's residence. She simply did not ask.

"You are not welcome here. Please leave at once." She went straight to the chase.

Song Fu snorted coldly, "your mother three lives in a big villa here. They are very popular and drink spicy food. They leave me and your grandmother in that shabby house. Do you have the face to drive me away? I tell you, you are so unfilial that I will report you! "

"Don't forget who drove our mother out of the street at the beginning." Song Qingcheng was annoyed, and then said: "also, this villa is not mine. I can't afford to live in it, let alone buy it. This is my mother's hard-earned job, so please leave here before the master comes back. ""Don't pretend to me here. I've been observing it for a long time. There's no one else here except you Niang San. If you want to fool me, you're still young. "

"I have already said that the host here is out of town and will come back from time to time every month. If you make a lot of noise here, I'll be fired if people know about it. " Mother Song said anxiously.

"Shut up." Song Fu rebuked, "you don't look at yourself in the mirror. Who is going to clean such a luxurious villa with people like you? You're like this. People can't eat and clean when they see you. "

Song Fu snorted with disgust on his face.

"Come on, what do you mean by coming here today?" Song Qingcheng didn't want to get angry with such unreasonable people.

"Either we move here, or you buy me a new house like this, either." Song's father took it for granted.

Song Qingcheng seemed to have heard a big joke, so he laughed, "Dad, this is a villa, not an onion or a garlic. I can't afford your daughter. And you can't live here because you don't have that qualification. "

"You --" Song Fu Teng stood up from the sofa. It seemed that he had to start again. Song Qingcheng was not timid this time. Instead, she held her head high and was not willing to be outdone.

"Well, I don't have that qualification. You do. I'm going to report you now, an unfilial girl, so that you can make the headlines tomorrow and see what face you have here in the future. " If song's father left a threat, he would walk away.