The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 140 Little White Cheongsam

Next, the Qiao family spent almost all their savings on medical expenses, but it was still a drop in the bucket. Afterwards, Qiao Wan received news that the hit-and-run man would turn himself in to the police station a few days later, but his family was not rich. At most, only 3 yuan can be obtained.

This news almost shattered Qiao Wan's last glimmer of hope. She originally thought that as long as she found the culprit, things would turn around, but who knew...

The weather in April has begun to warm up. Qiao Wan came back from the hospital and stood in the living room in a daze. Looking around, the house became more and more affectionate as she lived in it. Although it was only a few years ago, she already regarded this house as her home.

She raised her head and looked at the sky outside again, the sun was shining brightly, shining all over the earth, but no matter how warm the sun is now, it can't dispel the coldness in her heart.

She thought of Qiao's mother who woke up in the hospital just now.

Qiao's mother's injury was not as serious as Qiao's father, and she woke up within a few days, but when she found out about Qiao's father's situation, she cried for a few days, and then called the three of them to discuss selling the house.

She asked Fu Tianlang to go to Lao Zheng, no matter how much it cost, he should get Papa Qiao cured first, after all, he is there when he is at home, and when he is gone, there is nothing left.

Qiao Wan also understood this, so in the afternoon, Lao Zheng received a call and went to their house.

Qiao Guan opened the door for him, politely invited him to sit down, and poured him another glass of boiling water.

Old Zheng looked around for a week, looked at Fu Tianlang who was sitting on the sofa, and then at Qiao Li, whose eyes were flushed from crying, and her face was pale. After taking the water from Qiao Wan, her chubby face smiled exceptionally kindly.

But it was such a kind-faced, seemingly talkative uncle who took advantage of the fire and robbed him.

"20." He raised two fingers at the three of them.

"Too little." Fu Tianlang had a cold face and did not agree.

Old Zheng snorted softly, he still remembered the last time Dad Qiao fought with him, so he naturally refused to back down: "It's only 20 yuan, not too much, not too much, of course you can also put the house on the intermediary , but you have to think clearly, not only has this house changed hands several times, but there have also been deaths and murders, who would dare to take it?"

Seeing that Fu Tianlang was still silent, he turned around and said to Qiao Li: "Ali, you go back and discuss it with your mother. The house is listed in an intermediary, and it will take time to sell it. Your family doesn't have much money left. To buy your house, you have to wait until the year of the monkey, so are you going to take the hundreds of thousands to your father's grave?"

After Qiao Li heard this, her face turned pale with anger, but seeing Lao Zheng's obvious bullying face, she could only endure it for fear that the two families would fall out.

But Qiao Li held back her breath, but Qiao Wan couldn't hold it back. She gritted her teeth and ignited a ball of will-o'-the-wisp in her hand, which no one in the underworld could see. See, he has nothing to do with them, so when Qiao Wan was about to burn his mouth, someone was one step ahead of her...

Fu Tianlang was already holding him by the back collar, opened the door, and threw him out.

Not long after, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door, mixed with Lao Zheng's cursing: "I've already talked about this, don't regret it, don't come to me then!"

The three of them were silent one after another until the footsteps outside went away, and Qiao Li wept softly, covering her face.

"Qiao Lang, what are you doing to drive that person out? That person is right. How long will it take for this house to be sold? Can you wait, my dad... my dad... woo..."

Fu Tianlang stood upright by the window sill without making a sound, the world around him seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, only Qiao Li's sobs echoed in the air.

Qiao Wan took a few steps away from time to time to glance at his back, which almost covered most of the light, and his eyes darkened.

In the past, she had always relied on him, but in everything, she always felt that as long as he was there, even if the sky fell, she would be there to support her, but she overlooked one point. In fact, he was just a young man in his twenties, at his age. Like Li Junbao and Shao Zeyang, he should go to college, fall in love, and enjoy his youth.

At least they shouldn't worry about their family's livelihood and the huge medical expenses like they are now.

"The house is kept." I don't know how long it has passed, he turned around with an indifferent expression, "I'll figure out a way about the money."

Qiao Li's eyes were red and swollen from crying, she raised her head to meet his extraordinarily cold side face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What can you do?"

Fu Tianlang didn't look at her, and went into the room. Not long after, he took out the five-color gold bowl from the box.

Qiao Guan was watching at the door, and he still had some impressions of this bowl. Fu Tianlang bought it when the two of them first went to market for sale. He kept it in his collection for the past few years and did not let his family know about it. Although she saw it Li Li didn't mention it, thinking that this antique bowl would become the principal for him to leave home in the future, but he didn't expect that because of her previous actions, the track of this life would obviously deviate from the previous life.

After all, they entered the city, this is not the countryside, and the woman must be 20 years old to get a marriage certificate, so this time Father Qiao didn't force Fu Tianlang to marry Qiao Li, he didn't have to leave the house.

"Wait for me at home, don't run around." He turned around and saw Qiao Wan's staring gaze, and then stroked her braid.

Qiao Wan nodded and sent him out the door.

When he came back in the evening, Fu Tianlang brought back a check for 20 yuan, paid off part of the medical expenses, and left part to Qiao's mother, and had to find another way for the remaining expenses.

Looking at the money, Qiao's mother was puzzled, but at this juncture, it was not easy to ask him about the origin of the antique.

However, what they don't know is that this Golden Bowl has its own set. If this car accident hadn't happened, a wealthy businessman would buy it at a sky-high price in a few years, and the price would be more than ten times higher by then.

At night, when Qiao Wan came out of the bathroom, he happened to catch a glimpse of Fu Tianlang's back standing on the balcony.

The night wind blew against his side face. At 19 years old, he should still be a teenager, but he was not as thin as his peers. On the contrary, because he was used to doing farm work, he was taller and stronger than adults.

Now facing the night sky, he pursed his lips and meditated, letting the faint silver light shine on his cold face, his eyes became deeper and darker, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Facing Fu Tianlang with such a sharp expression, Qiao Wan was a little timid, but she underestimated his keen senses. She had just taken a shower, and her hair smelled of shampoo, and it was blown by the night wind...

(End of this chapter)