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Chapter 510 Doctor Xue, please join the show! (31)

They were originally framed, and no thugs threatened them, and their son was not injured and sent to the hospital.

But doing well in school.

Tu Zhimeng had already known about this scene through Dongzao, so she had already prepared for it. She had already asked her assistant to pick up her uncle's son, and it was probably already here by now.

Being slapped in the face by his own son, tsk tsk tsk, it hurts just thinking about it.

"Mom and Dad!"

I saw a six or seven-year-old boy running over from the door and threw himself into his aunt's arms. He was chubby and pleasing, and he didn't look injured at all.

My aunt was taken aback, her face was extremely ugly, and she angrily reprimanded in a low voice: "Why are you here? Go home!"

The little boy curled his lips, feeling slightly wronged: "It was my sister who said she wanted to take me to the playground, and asked me to come and find her..."

Tu Zhimeng smiled, straightened up, and waved to the little boy: "Come here, my sister asks you, has anyone come to your house to make trouble these days?"

The little boy walked over, and said softly, "No, it's just that my mother was playing mahjong at home yesterday and got into an argument with a group of aunts. It's a bit annoying."

A certain mouse applauds him in his heart, congratulations on successfully tricking your mother and father!
Tu Zhimeng handed the little boy to the assistant, and smiled: "Be good, I will take you to the playground when my sister finishes her work, go there and play for a while."

Then I asked the assistant to take the little boy a little further away. After all, the child is innocent.

Tu Zhimeng didn't say much, but just quietly looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, his eyes became colder, wanting to see what else they had to say.

The uncle and aunt were speechless, never expecting to be tricked by their own son.

This defaults to just lying.

The melon-eating crowd on the set began to whisper, it turned out that all these rumors were spread by the uncle's family, which hurt Tu Zhimeng.

Some reporters who visited the class took pictures, and they were going to go back and write about the truth of the matter.

Anyway, it's all like this, and my aunt is not interested in pretending anymore, she just stood up, dragged her husband, pointed at Tu Zhimeng and scolded: "You forced this? If you didn't take away our hard-earned money Now, shall we humbly beg you?"

She purposely raised her voice so that everyone could hear her.

"Uncle." Tu Zhimeng raised her eyelashes and stared straight at them, her soft voice was cold and cold: "My parents' consolation money, have you spent it well all these years?"

When the little girl mentioned this, the uncle and aunt were stunned, unable to hold back a word for a long time.

Tu Zhimeng's eyes fell on the diamond necklace on her aunt's neck. She clearly remembered that they went to buy this diamond necklace the day after they got the comfort money.

"The quality of the necklace bought with half of the comfort money is really good. After all these years, it is still as good as new."

Tu Zhimeng stood up, touched the necklace with her small hand, pulled the corner of her lips, and pulled it off.

The aunt stretched out her hand and was about to snatch it back, and said angrily: "You little bitch, what nonsense! Your uncle bought it for me with his salary!"

Tu Zhimeng smiled, and asked slowly: "Oh? Was my uncle's salary so high at that time? The necklace of this brand was worth 10,000+ at that time."

Tu Zhimeng's uncle is just an employee of a small company, and his monthly salary is only more than 3000 yuan, which is not enough for a year's salary.

(End of this chapter)