Bring back ex-wife and baby

Chapter 52

Jingzhi stared at him indifferently, and spit out three words lightly: "Fallen."

"Okay, very good." Meng Shaoting pointed at her face from a distance, and it was Senli who laughed: "Fu Jingzhi, you are so ruthless!"

Just for such 500 million, Fu Jingzhi, you are really good, once you heard that you can't get money for keeping the child, you beat the child without hesitation, Fu Jingzhi, so I really misjudged you!

"You vicious woman, you will not end well!" Meng Shaoting suddenly grabbed her slender neck that seemed to be broken by the wind. Pushed down on the bed, turned around and strode out of the ward...

There was a bang, the loud sound of closing the door, as if it hit her heart, Jing Zhi still maintained the posture in which he pushed her away just now, lying there twisted, she stretched out her hand shyly, caressing him on her neck. The deep finger marks left behind, Meng Shaoting, don't you know that your family's humiliation killed my father, and at the same time killed me and your child.

Me and you, the last little bond.From now on, it's fine if we don't see each other. If we meet again, we'll just be enemies.

Dad’s funeral was very grand. I knelt in front of Dad’s coffin for three days and three nights. Few people attended the funeral, and it seemed a bit deserted, but I was satisfied with it. No one disturbed me and Dad. It was so quiet. In the space, I carefully thought about everything that happened from childhood to adulthood, those little things that happened between my father and me.

He is the best father in the world, and I am the most unfilial daughter in the world. When he is gone, I will die for him and guard his tombstone for the rest of my life. I only hope that one day when I die, I will turn into a handful of ashes. Sprinkled on Dad's graveyard to keep him company.

My mother became seriously ill. Her beautiful black hair was not affected much by the disease, but now it is more than half white. My mother was greatly stimulated by the death of my father. She didn't do anything all day long. Sitting at the entrance of the alley waiting for me to go home, but she didn't want me to worry about me, but because she wanted to see me back from get off work as soon as possible, so she cursed me fiercely, using the most vicious language in the world.

I am a joke of the neighbors, and gradually, everyone living in this large area knows that I am a bad woman, I am cheap, shameless, pregnant with an unknown evil seed, and angered my father to death, I am proud After all, my head was lowered, wearing dirty work clothes, walking in the alley full of sewage, I walked against the base of the wall, I lowered my head, I was most afraid of bumping into someone head-on, and I was most afraid of hearing the sound of knocking on the door.

Debt collectors, urging all kinds of expenses, local hooligans with malicious intentions... I am afraid of them all, but what I am most afraid of is what happened three years after my father left.

Jingyuan was sold three years ago, but I am still lucky because it is still there. When I rarely have free time, I will look at it from a distance, or sit outside the wall for a while and listen to the various sounds inside. Can hear, really, the sound of flowers blooming, leaves falling, and my dad talking to me...

But now, I just found out the news that Jingyuan was forcibly demolished. When I finished all the work in my hand and squeezed out half an hour to run to Jingyuan, there was only a piece of ruins left there, and the excavator with its teeth and claws could not be seen. My home was destroyed in a short while, and the tall tree downstairs was dug up by the roots. It lay there, so big, but so lonely.

I know, it must be crying, only I can hear it, I have already said that there are many voices in the quiet garden, no one else can hear it, only I can.

The rockery and pavilion behind the small building have long disappeared. I walked on the ruins for a long time, and found a broken slingshot. I was so naughty when I was a child, and I could shoot birds. My father made the most beautiful one for me. small slingshot.

I put the broken slingshot in my arms, and then I walked to the only ruined wall in Jingyuan and sat down, crying heartily.

My childhood, my youth, all my happy, sad, painful, happy times, will never come back.

On the ninth day of October 2001, the weather was fine and Song Zhizhi was on Wednesday.

With a full stop, Zhizhi closed the diary, and through the stained window, Song Zhizhi saw a clump of dense branches stretching out just in front of her window, couldn't help smiling, and stretched out her hand to caress the lush green leaves. dripping leaves...

"What are you doing? Standing by the window smiling like a vixen, are you anxious to see those hooligans haven't come for a few days? You are so cheap, so anxious to find a wild man? You will be covered in blood when no man touches you. It's uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind him, Zhizhi took a long breath, and retracted his hand as quickly as if he got an electric shock, Zhizhi turned around timidly, and saw his mother standing behind him with a straight face, staring fiercely at her. hold her.

"Mom, I didn't, I..."

"What about me, you don't go to work yet? I heard from Aunt Li next door that you flirted with those construction workers on the construction site. Why are you so dishonest? The scars healed up so quickly and you forgot the pain? You forgot Have you ever been pregnant with a bastard without a father? You are not afraid of what people think about you, how can you marry? At this point, you still don’t recognize your identity. Do you think you are still the young lady of the Fu family? Ah! If you weren't so charming and shameless, I wouldn't need to look at the faces of my neighbors and worry that you wouldn't be able to get married?"

Song Rumei said this in one breath, Zhizhi's face was already pale, she lowered her head, and firmly grabbed the corner of her clothes, "Mom, I was wrong, I will never dare again... Don't be angry, I Now go to work, you go and rest, wait for me to come back to cook."

Seeing that she had a good attitude, Song Rumei gave her a hard look, turned around and took the dirty clothes in the basin to the water room.

"Mom, you put it aside, I'll wash it, you're not feeling well..."

"No matter how ill I am, I'm still clean! Don't touch my clothes, I think you're dirty!" Song Rumei pushed her away, opened the door and walked towards the water room at the end of the corridor.

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