In the dining hall in the afternoon, there is a smell of greasy, fishy and sweet.
Everyone who can rest is lazy and doesn't want to move. They look at the TV broadcast with great interest. Once Ling Jue has his favorite wife again, the words of warmth, moving and kindness seem to be endless!
"Hai, this wandang Ling Jue is really a character. It's not enough to invest a lot of money to do charity for his wife. Now he gives her such a big video website to show her good intentions and good deeds. I want to say, this is the touching temperature of money burning!"
"Well, what do you know? Other people's wives really do charity. Every sum of money is open to the public. Who they subsidize and what sanatorium for disabled children they set up are also open to the public. As long as they are disabled children, they can go in for free recuperation. Even if they have more money, when will the world's rich be less? Who is willing to do such thankless things with money? "
, "ah, it's also true. No matter what I say, I can't make complaints about Tucao and sarcastic remarks. Last time I secretly sent two hundred pieces, they got it out at the first time, because I didn't know the name, and I recorded all the time, data and ticket number I had paid for, and I did not cheat."
Zuo Junpeng closed his eyes as if he were sleeping.
But only he knew that his heart was worse than fire.
That kind of exposure in front of people's dirty, talked about the demeaning personality, are like him.
He is very unhappy, very unhappy!
He didn't want Tang Meng to be so happy, but he knew clearly that Tang Meng was so happy.
Wanzao Ling Jue goes out to spoil her. She wants to give her the best of everything. As Wanzao Ling Jue, charity, a dirty and tired industry, will not set foot in it at all. But why Tang Meng goes is that Wanzao Ling wants Tang Meng to have her own status.
A man can give a woman money, status, however, reputation?
The reputation is given to her by everyone, and the influence is also given by everyone.
Wan Huo Ling Jue pushes Tang Meng to the public, tries his best to protect her, protect her, and escort her, just for the name of Tang Meng to have a great influence one day just like the first lady.
It seems that Zuo Junpeng has been beating his heart bitterly.
Even if he doesn't admit it, wandang lingjue is really much better than him.
Especially on the basis of love for Tang Meng, the love from wanhuo lingjue to Tang Meng is more distant, lasting and touching!
What he once gave was either rough treatment or cold war violence.
As if in his memory, even a gentle moment could not be found.
That kind of anxious to burn the taste, let him want to live, but can't tell.
To this day, the superior Wanzhe Ling Jue, with the way of doting on his wife, tells him what is true love!
Unfortunately, he understood too late.
Late, no chance to repent.
Zuo Junpeng closed his eyes tightly, his face was tight, his eyelashes were trembling, leaving a thin shadow.
But at this time, people's eyes are firmly locked on the screen, concentric charity released a set of data.
Next, what they need to do is to set up special schools for disabled children. All disabled children are free to study, have free food and accommodation!
"This is the real charity
Zuo Junpeng heard someone whispering in his ear, someone whispering in his ear.
His colleagues, who are so cold and thin that they would make sarcastic remarks when they see other people's salary increase by 100 yuan, don't know whose voice has dropped down, and they haven't spoken for a long time.
At that moment, even with his eyes closed, Zuo Junpeng felt a kind of power.
A power he once sniffed, but secretly coveted!
But he once had a chance to get it, but he chose to take a shortcut. Now that he has no chance to get it, he knows that he will never have such selfless spirit.
Zuo Junpeng stood up and walked out unconsciously.
It's late autumn outside. The cold air of H city has come. The city near the seaside even has a damp cold wind.
Zuo Junpeng looked at the city he grew up in, the city he lived in, and the city he looked down upon. He knew that it was time for him to leave.
If he can't wait for Tang Meng, maybe he should be closer.
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when Zuo Junpeng went to Kyoto, it was cold in Kyoto, but it was dry and cold here.
Because Lin Lingsheng, Tang Meng has no time to pay attention to Zuo Junpeng's trend, at least let Mo Xing continue to pay attention to it and report to her at any time.
And she is preparing a lot of gifts and maternal supplements, to the Tang family home.
Lin Ling gave birth to her son at 5:30 p.m. on the Mid Autumn Festival. The baby's due date was more than half a month in advance, and she was only five Jin and six Liang. Fortunately, the doctor checked that there was no problem, so she just stayed in the hospital for one day and left the hospital.Lin Ling was originally a martial arts practitioner. She had a good foundation. When the labor pains were serious, she gave birth to a son in ten minutes, so she didn't suffer any crime.
Because the child's name has not yet taken, so when Tang Meng went, holding the little guy is also the baby, the baby called short.
The little guy's hair is very black and a little thin, but he is in good spirits and sleeps soundly. Maybe it's because he hasn't opened yet. His skin is a little black and a little yellow. He doesn't look very white and tender.
Even Lin Ling was disgusted and said, "when the doctor said it was a son, I wanted to see what it was like. As a result, she wrapped it up and handed it to me. I had a look. God, it's so ugly!"
Looking at Lin Ling's exaggerated expression, Tang Meng couldn't help laughing, rolled his eyes at Lin Ling and said: "many children are just born like this. They will be fine after the full moon, and they should pay attention to jaundice!"
Tang Meng warned.
That's what Lin Ling said. Is it possible that she doesn't like her children?
The child only slept with her all night, and now even her mother-in-law and her mother-in-law are reluctant to hold her?
Of course, it's impossible for her to say these words. She just feels that everything is complete with her son.
Now her heart is full of children, even Tang Rui is standing aside.
"He's very good. He hums when he's hungry, sleeps when he's full, and doesn't cry when he poops!"
"The elders say it's easy to take, but I think it's easy to take. Your brother was afraid that he couldn't take good care of her in the confinement, so he invited her."
Lin Ling said with a smile on her face, obviously satisfied.
Tang Meng saw that she couldn't stop talking about her children. She interrupted: "you feel like you've come to help me after the confinement. Now I'm super busy!"
"By the way, I'll bring my baby to play with Mingzhu. She's almost two years old, and now she's very skinny!"
Tang dreams of how depressed his daughter's face is.