Chapter 7

Name:Back to Twelve Author:晴月
7。 When she met in the previous life, her father and grandmother passed away one after another, and she became an orphan. She lived alone in this world. Although her uncle's family took her in, she was always lonely. She didn't realize until her death in the previous life that her uncle's family had taken her in just to cover up a ugly fact. They didn't even give her alms. Now she is reborn and can see her loving father again. However, he is very ill. According to the fate track of the previous life, he only has more than one month in this world. Although she was reborn, she was just an ordinary girl. She couldn't help her father. Can only so helpless to see Dad suffering from pain.

Green tears fell on Meng Zijun's hand. He opened his eyes and saw his daughter sitting by the bed. He rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe it was true. He thought he was dreaming.

Meng Qingqing saw that his father was awake. His face was pale and thin. His eyes were bigger and his nose was higher.

"Dad..." Meng Qingqing took his father's hand and cried out, and more tears came out. She burst into tears.

"Qingqing, is it really you? I'm not dreaming now, am I? " Although he really held his daughter's hand and felt the softness and temperature of his daughter's small hand, Meng Zijun still couldn't believe it.

"Dad, it's really me. I'll see you." Meng Qingqing grasped his father's hand more tightly.

Meng Zijun truly felt the temperature and strength of his daughter's soft little hands, and was really sure that it was her daughter who came, "when did you come? Who brought you? " Meng Zijun looked around, there was no one else, only his daughter.

"Dad, I came alone."

"Did your uncle tell you about my illness? I asked him to tell you that your uncle sent you here. How come you came here alone? It's a long way. Fortunately, you came here safely. "

It turned out that her father had asked her uncle to tell her that her father was so ill that he would certainly let his daughter come to see him for the last time and make some explanation. However, Meng Qingqing and his grandmother had not seen his father's last face in the previous life. All these were the ghosts of Mencius' back.

Just like yesterday, Meng Qingqing called Meng Zijian, but he didn't mention anything about his father's illness, and lied that his father was busy at work. Obviously, he didn't want her to know about his illness or let her come to see him. He was scheming for his father's property. Father obviously did not know his brother's ambition, Meng Qingqing did not know how to let his father understand Mencius Jian's intention.

Meng Qingqing did not answer her father's words, she asked: "Dad, where is your mobile phone?"

"I'm lying in bed every day now. I don't need a mobile phone. My mobile phone is in your uncle's hand. The doctor can inform him of anything as soon as possible."

At that time, mobile phones were not popular, and public phones were everywhere on the street, so people didn't think it was inconvenient. Only a few people had mobile phones. Uncle may not have his own mobile phone, so he took his father's mobile phone to use. His reason is understandable, but he lied to Meng Qingqing. It can be seen that taking Meng Zijun's mobile phone is not for his father's consideration as he said. But for his ulterior purpose.

"Dad, I'll take care of you now. I'll use my mobile phone. I'll know what's going on with the doctor in time. If uncle has his job, don't bother him with everything."

"Qingqing, you will go back to school in a few days. You are still a child and can't do some things."

"Dad, I am your only relative now. Would you rather believe others than your own daughter? I'm not going to school. I'm going to stay and take care of you until you recover. " Meng Qingqing did not intend to go back this time.

"Silly girl, your uncle is not an outsider. How can you say that! It's important for you to study. Here is your uncle to take care of me. You can go back to school. You will be here for five days, and you will go back after five days. "

Meng Qingqing's eyes were full of tears. "Dad, I didn't have a mother since I was a child. I can't lose you again. After this time, there will be opportunities to go to school. But if dad doesn't, it will never be. If I don't have relatives, I will never have a happy life in my life even if I read well. So I will stay and take care of you until you are fully recovered. "

"Qingqing, since you already know my condition, I will not avoid it. I am in a very dangerous situation. I may If it comes to that day, I have entrusted you to your uncle. He will take care of you, so don't be sad

Although the father's situation is indeed the case, but heard the father personally said to her, Meng Qingqing or suddenly choked.

"Dad, I want you to live. I don't want anyone to take care of me except you. No one else is better than you. " What's more, none of those people are good.

The others in the ward were awakened by the voices of Meng Qingqing and his daughter. Bed 8 is a young man in his twenties. His wife takes care of him. When he wakes up, he asks his wife to help him go to the bathroom. Bed 9 is an old man in his sixties. His son is taking care of him. When he wakes up, he cries for water. His son turned on all the lights in the ward and poured water for his father.Meng Qingqing thought that all the other patients were taken care of. Only her father, who was so ill, did everything on his own. He clearly informed Meng Zijian and asked him to tell her, but Meng Zijian did not inform her, so that she did not give a day's filial piety in the last three months of her father's illness. I haven't seen her father for the last time. Not only did she feel sorry, but also my father left with regret! Thinking of these, Meng Qingqing hates Meng Zijian more deeply.

Meng Zijun said: "I'm sorry, everyone. My daughter came to see me. Let's wake you up when we talk."

When I get sick every day, I always feel that when I get sick, I don't have enough time to sleep in bed 8. But I miss the busy days before. At that time, although I was busy, I could eat, sleep and move, but now I am a waste man. "

Meng Qingqing heard hard, but we may often laugh at themselves like this, all don't think much of the words of 8 beds.

The wife of 8 beds said to Mencius Jun, "I didn't expect you to be so young and have such a big girl. How old is your daughter? "

Mencius Jun said with pride: "my daughter is 12 years old this year, I got married early, so I have a daughter at 21 years old."

"Good morning! We were only married when we were 26 years old. Now we are 28 years old, and our children are more than one year old. If we get married at the age of 20, our children will be seven years old now. "

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