One child with six treasures, Mommy ran away again

Chapter 120 Grandma, is that you?

Chapter 120 Grandma, is that you?

The other neighbors also bowed their heads and whispered, the old man's eyes filled with tears, Ai Qingtian's voice sank: "Shut up!"

The neighbors froze for a moment, and shut their mouths in shock. Ai Qingtian looked at the woman, her red lips slightly parted: "You said she was your daughter, do you have evidence?"

The girl in the surveillance was exactly the little girl she met in the hospital the day before yesterday who looked exactly like Bai Quan.

If that little girl is related to Bai Jisui, then the woman in front of her is obviously not of that level.

Something flashed quickly in the woman's eyes. She stared and spoke faster: "She is my daughter! What evidence is needed!"

"Then you call her over."

Ai Qingtian said for a while, her eyes were slightly cold: "There is no proof, I just took a surveillance video and said she is your child, I don't admit it, you call the child over, we will hand over the money intact To that girl!"

The woman's eyes flickered, she lowered her head and did not dare to look directly into Ai Qingtian's eyes, and said falteringly: "She, she, she is not free, she has caught a cold recently, so she can't come out."

"Then let her catch a cold and come back again!"

Ai Qingtian's voice was resounding, she looked around the neighbor, and continued: "I emphasize one thing, in the surveillance video, the girl obviously stuffed money into the bamboo basket without grandma's knowledge. Li, please be more precise with your words, this is not called cheating!"

The old man was kind-hearted, and even dared to save a person like her who had no status. She couldn't see the old man being insulted like this.

When the neighbors heard her words, they tiptoed to watch the surveillance video, and found that it was indeed what Ai Qingtian said, and immediately lowered their heads in shame.

Just now they just glanced casually, coupled with preconceived thoughts, they directly affirmed the old man's crime.

The old man looked up at Ai Qingtian, grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly and lowered his head, a drop of tear fell on her plain gray trousers and fainted.

The woman's eyes flickered slightly after hearing this, she swallowed, and said: "Whether she cheats or not, anyway, the money is taken by you now, and you are talking about all kinds of high-sounding reasons, after all, you just don't want to take it out." ?”

After hearing this, the neighbors started whispering again. The anger in Ai Qingtian's heart was boiling. She gritted her teeth and suddenly smiled: "Yes, I don't want to pay back. What can you do? Otherwise, you go to the police? You call the police, I Here you go."

The woman panicked: "I won't call the police!"

She was the one who died after calling the police.

She wasn't the girl's mother at all, she just heard that the girl was looking for a mother in the surveillance, and obviously met the trash picker by chance, and she didn't know each other before, so she wanted to pretend to be the girl's mother to cheat the money.

So the big stack costs tens of thousands, why is it so cheap for such an old man?

In order to get this money, she has been looking for the old man's place every day recently!

If she managed to find it today, she must also get the money.

"Why didn't you call the police?"

Ai Qingtian's eyes were slightly deep, she took a step forward, but the woman took a step back in fright, her eyes dodged, and she obviously looked guilty.

The neighbors also saw some clues, and Ai Qingtian sneered: "Are you afraid to call the police? Because you are afraid that you will be caught in the end. Will it be yourself?"

The woman froze, and the neighbors began to whisper and looked at the woman questioningly. The woman blushed and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Ai Qingtian strengthened her guess: "Who can prove that she is your daughter?"

"I can!"

A loud and firm voice suddenly sounded from the corridor, and everyone looked over in search of prestige, only to see a person who should not have appeared at this moment standing at the entrance of the corridor with a smile on his face.

She walked up to the woman, and smiled in the woman's astonished eyes: "Long time no see."

Her eyes hinted that the woman seemed to understand something, and nodded suddenly: "Yes, long time no see!"

Ai Qingtian's eyes sank, looking at Ou Yuanyuan who suddenly appeared, she felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Ou Yuanyuan looked at her and said softly, "We meet again."

"It's better not to see."

Ai Qingtian answered bluntly, she really didn't have the slightest favor for Ou Yuanyuan.

Ou Yuanyuan wasn't annoyed at all, she just lowered her eyes and smiled, and said, "Yes, although we are all friends, you might be very reluctant to show me here today, but since I know the truth, I will naturally say come out."

As she spoke, she looked at the surrounding neighbors, and said with a dignified expression, "I recognize the girl under surveillance, her name is Ai Ling."

When Ai Qingtian heard this name, her heart trembled, and an indescribable feeling came to her heart, making the tip of her nose sour.

A few images quickly flashed through her mind, a group of children laughing around her, calling her something sweetly, but she couldn't hear clearly and couldn't remember.

There were bursts of pain in her head, and the pain became more and more intense. Ai Qingtian knew that she couldn't think about it anymore.

"And Ai Ling, it is..."

Ou Yuanyuan's eyes lingered on Ai Qingtian for a moment, and finally pointed directly at the woman behind her: "Her daughter."

Ai Qingtian's face instantly became extremely ugly, and the neighbors looked at each other, and began to be unable to tell who was telling the truth and who was telling the lie.

The woman was stunned, and then couldn't hold back a smug laugh.

"Yes, yes, I said she is my daughter. You didn't believe it before? You have to believe it now?"

She looked at the old man with eyes full of greed: "Now there are both surveillance evidence and someone's proof, you old man, hurry up and hand over the money to me."

After hearing this, the old man clutched his chest violently, and shook his head firmly.

This is Ai Ling's money and cannot be given to this woman.

The neighbors looked at him like this, and the balance in their hearts began to tilt again.

With such a tight guard, don't you really want to steal the money?

"Why should I believe you? Have you seen this girl?"

Ai Qingtian stood in front of the old man, blocking other people's view of her.

"Of course I've seen it. I recognized it just now when I heard your voice playing the surveillance video from a distance. She is a very cute girl. She is six years old."

She said, looking back at the woman whose face couldn't hide her joy, and continued: "And since you have this monitoring, it means that this place should be in front of your house. Isn't that enough proof?"

She sharply pointed out what the woman had missed, and the woman's eyes lit up, she nodded quickly and said, "That's right! This is right in front of my house! If you don't believe me, I can take you there!"

"Give her the money, don't grab what doesn't belong to you."

Ou Yuanyuan spoke in a soft voice, her back straightened, with an air of superiority that she forcibly pretended to be.

After hearing Ou Yuanyuan's words, the neighbors had completely turned against each other. They looked at the old man with accusing eyes, and asked the old man to hand over the money one after another. The old man tightened his skinny hands and shook his head constantly.

No, I can't give it.

Ai Qingtian's face was gloomy, and just when she couldn't think of any countermeasures, her mobile phone rang. Looking at the strange number calling, Ai Qingtian was hesitating whether to answer it at this time, but the old man tugged at her collar, her cloudy eyes There is hope in it, she is looking forward to something.

Ai Qingtian pursed her lips and pressed the connect button.

A soft and familiar child's voice came from the microphone: "Grandma, is that you?"

(End of this chapter)