Chapter 590

But the life of the client in this small town is still more and more difficult.

Since Zhang Qi left, he hasn't given any more information.

The client wants to write a letter. He doesn't know where to write it. He hears that he can send a telegram. He doesn't know how to send a telegram.

As time goes on, she grows up with her child and always asks her for a father. It's frightening. It's clear that many people in the town know who the child's father is, but someone still arranges that the child is a wild breed.

It's as if you can get pleasure by humiliating others.

Some people say that Zhang Qi died and died outside with his friends.

The client didn't know, but she decided to look for Zhang Qi because her child was old and wanted to study, but she didn't even have the money to study in a private school.

If you can't find it, you'll stop thinking, so that she won't talk about this person all day long.

A woman with a child out of the special hardships, bumps, and even beggars on the road, but also met from the sky falling shells, fortunately, fateful, painstakingly hanging breath to Haicheng.

On the way, the client didn't expect to be so dangerous and difficult, and he regretted that he rushed to Haicheng on impulse.

Then, at the bustling street corner of Haicheng, the client was so hungry that he had no place to live and no food. The rich people in Haicheng were so rich that they wore beautiful clothes and carried delicate bags.

There are too many poor people. The client looks at the ragged people on the roadside rummaging in the garbage can.

I can only pick up food after other beggars.

He inquired about Zhang Qi everywhere, but he didn't become a character who could shake three times by stamping his feet in Haicheng.

Not everyone knows. It's hard to find.

Some people told the client that they could publish newspapers, but the client had no money to publish them at all.

Fortunately, she was accepted by a kind-hearted aunt and introduced to a restaurant to wash vegetables and dishes.

After saving some money and borrowing some money, he finally appeared in the newspaper looking for someone.

Left a heart did not say who he is, and then Zhang Qi came.

With a girl came, Zhang Qi dressed in military uniform, wearing shiny shoes, in the eyes of the client is really extraordinary.

When Zhang Qi saw that the client's face was black, he turned away on the spot.

But the girl around him to persuade him, since people are here, just can explain the divorce.

The client fainted on the spot.

I can't accept the fact that I am abandoned as soon as I come.

But I can't accept it, I can only accept it. It turns out that Zhang Qi had joined a warlord under a separatist side after being recommended by a girl. Although he didn't know the big man directly, he followed the red man in front of the big man.

It's been a very good two years.

Now it's all a small head.

Zhang Qi was unwilling to be with the client. He said he would give the client a sum of money and send the client back.

However, the client thought that he had worked so hard to bring his child to him, but this was the end, so he didn't agree.

Then the client lost his job and his place to live

In the face of Zhang Qi, the client has no room for resistance.

She also wandered on the street, and beggars robbed her things, and the child was taken away by Zhang Qi.

Physical and mental double torture, the client did not survive in the end, died in the street.

Before he died, the client thought about going to find Zhang Qi again, saying that he would, but he hoped that he would return his son to her, but the client could not remember the address Zhang Qi said at that time.

Haicheng is too big.

And Zhang Qi's life, although he did not become a famous person, but also mixed a passable life.

Although the political situation changed after several times, Zhang Qi made several insightful choices. After the victory of the continental war, he had to leave Haicheng and take his family with him to other places.

But in the end, he enjoyed his old age, and his children and grandchildren prospered.

But the son of the client never got Zhang Qi's favor.

Because he was thin and sallow, his eyes always showed a kind of timidity, Zhang Qi felt upset when he saw it.

Timidly, there's something like him.

Zhang Qi didn't care. Naturally, his new wife didn't care. Later, when they had a child, no one cared about the child.

I'm fed up.

In a word, the trustor's children are extremely mediocre when they grow up because no one is in charge of them.

He was despised by the Zhang family.

After Meng Li accepted the story, he took a look at the clothes sewn in his hand. Now when he came, his life was very hard. He had been wearing a dress for three years, and sewing and mending for three years.

It's still early this time. Zhang Qi hasn't left here yet, but it's fast.

I'm planning, and I'm usually talking about the client and the premise.

Later, after meeting the girl, Zhang Qi didn't give the client the idea of going to Haicheng.At that time, Zhang Qi's heart was actually unwilling to let the client follow.

Get in the way.

It's boring to watch.

Meng Li sews a few stitches, and then he hears the child crying. Meng Li turns his head and looks at a child lying on the bed behind him.

I feel that these two tasks are predestined with children. Last time, the world held the little emperor for more than a year.

But it was the palace. She didn't have to do anything else. She just had to hold the baby.

Now, it seems that everything has to be dealt with.

Meng Li put his clothes in the basket, got up and went to the bed to pick up the child. The child was crying. Now he is a little over a year old. He usually gives him something like paste to eat.

Crying a snot a tear, Meng Li touched the diaper, dry ah.

After thinking about it, I still gave it to him, peed a little in the bucket, and the child cried and called Niang.

Is Meng Li hungry?

He warmed up the child's food and waited for Meng Li to make a fire and wash the pot. After ten minutes, he gave it to the child, but the child didn't eat it.

In fact, the house is not big. There are three rooms in the house, which is not shabby.

As far as the house is concerned, it's actually quite good in the small town. It's just that Zhang Qi's parents died early, and there are two less people to add bricks and tiles to the family.

Meng Li touched the child again and gave the child a check to see if he was ill.

I'm not sick.

Why are you crying? Why are you crying.

Meng Li is helpless, holding coax to coax to go, looking at the child's bowl of paste, with chopsticks picked a bit in the mouth.

Don't kids like it?

It shouldn't be.

"What are you crying for? I heard the baby crying as soon as I came back." Zhang Qi came in from the outside in a long dress.

He doesn't wear pigtails anymore.

The hair was cut cleanly.

Meng Li looks at his feet. Fortunately, when the client was young, his family didn't know why and didn't wrap his feet.

At that time, there were people with small feet.

Meng Li said to Zhang Qi:

"children always cry. I don't know what's going on."

Zhang Qi said angrily:

"you don't know, can I know?"