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"never mind."
Lu Meishi sat slumped on the ground with a dejected look on her face.
Cheng Leyi is right, why should Lu Meishi hate her!
She is pitiful, does Cheng Leyi deserve to endure her husband and his concubine having an affair under her nose?
It is the current national conditions, her cruel parents, Hu Jianhua who is not as good as a beast, and her own fault that caused her to fall into such a state.
It was she who hurt Cheng Leyi.
Why do women make things difficult for women.
If she is not in the game, she probably admires Cheng Leyi's determination and cruelty.
What's more, she is already dead, so what if she kills Cheng Leyi, can she come back to life?
She is destined to never see her fianc¨¦ again in this life.
Probably this is life!
That's okay, with her broken body and dirty heart, she has no face to meet him.
She smiled wryly, and then wept bitterly.
Song Fengchen sighed in his heart, he shook his head, and turned to look at the Hu family. The grievances between Lu Meishi and Cheng Leyi were put aside, and the next step is to see what the Hu family thinks.
"What does Captain Hu think?"
Hu Chaozong stared at the flickering candle in front of him with a sullen face.
Does he have a choice?
Lu Meishi was already dead, and Cheng Leyi couldn't move.
Obviously these two were the main culprits who killed his son.
His teeth were numb with hatred, anger was churning in his chest, and the veins on his forehead bulged with his rough breathing.
After being hateful, it is the guilt towards his son, and the feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.
He has no choice.
Hu Chaozong spoke, his voice was dry and vicissitudes: "Okay."
"Alright." Song Fengchen said in a deep voice.
This is probably the most appropriate solution.
Lu Meishi is dead.
Hu Jianhua lost his life.
Hu Chaozong's son died.
Cheng Leyi lost her husband, and this world is especially harsh on women, so it is even more impossible for the Hu family to let her go.
Karma cycle, retribution is not good.
"The emperor's decree surpasses your lonely soul. All ghosts and ghosts will be favored by the four lives. Those with heads will surpass, and those without heads will be promoted"
Song Fengchen silently recited the mantra of rebirth, and under the gaze of everyone, Lu Meishi turned into a white light and sank into the ground.
Cheng Leyi opened his mouth, and turned thousands of words into a silent sentence: "I'm sorrythank you"
It was already two o'clock in the morning when I came out of the clinic, and it began to rain lightly again, casting a shadow on the night sky.
Farewell to the boss of the Chen family, Song Fengchen held an umbrella and stepped on the muddy path, step by step.
When he was seven or eight meters away from the thatched cottage, Song Fengchen vaguely saw a figure standing outside the door. The raindrops falling from the sky seemed to be blocked by something, and flowed around his body on the ground.
It wasn't until Song Fengchen got closer that he could see the man's appearance clearly. He stopped and spoke calmly.
The person who came was an old Taoist in his seventies or eighties, with white hair and white eyebrows, a blue robe, a bun, and a sword on his back. There were many folds and stains on the cuffs, and he looked dusty.
The old Taoist also looked at Song Fengchen, his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't tell what expression was on his face.
The two faced each other motionlessly.
The light rain is still falling.
After about seven or eight minutes, the raging rain suddenly stopped. Song Fengchen looked up at the sky belatedly, took a breath, put away the umbrella, turned around, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and said, "Come in Bar."
The old Taoist hesitated for a while, and then really raised his heels to follow.
Entering the door, Song Fengchen took out the matches, lit the oil lamp, looked back at the silent old man, thought for a while, and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"
The old man looked up at Song Fengchen. After a long time, he shook his head.
"I'll make it for you, wait a moment." Song Fengchen calmed down.
Ten minutes later, he came out with a bowl of noodles, and the old man sat on the bench in front of the table consciously.
He looked really hungry. As soon as he got the chopsticks in his hands, he never raised his head.
Taking advantage of the time when the old man was eating noodles, Song Fengchen turned and entered the room. When he came out again, he had a new set of clothes and a brand new towel in his hands.
He made his own arrangements: "I'll go and boil water for you to bathe, this is?The laundry, I have already tidied up the room, you can stay here tonight. "
The old Taoist stopped holding the chopsticks, and didn't look up, but just responded honestly.
Song Fengchen glanced at him and said nothing.
Early the next morning, when Song Fengchen woke up, the old man was no longer in the room, and a set of clothes was neatly placed on the bed in the next room, which was exactly the one he gave to the old man last night. .
Song Fengchen shook his head, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief
Dongxian County, State-owned Hotel.
Meng Duanyou handed the food box in his hand to the master chef over the barred window, "Comrade, I want two spoonfuls of lean meat porridge, a box of milk, three sesame seed cakes, and three big meat buns."
"Okay." The master neatly packed the things Meng Duanyou asked for in food boxes, "It's a total of one yuan and four cents, plus one catty and eight taels of food stamps."
Meng Duanyou handed over the change and food coupons he had prepared long ago, and took the food box at the same time.
The master counted some banknotes and said briskly, "That's right."
Only then did Meng Duanyou take the food box and turned around to go home.
He thought, give milk to the little grandson, and then give him a meat bun, Zhao Chugong gnaws the sesame seed cakes, it's just right.
Then when I looked up, I saw the old man who was struggling with a bowl of rice noodles at the dining table on the right.
He was surprised: "Fellow Taoist Xuan Chengzi?"
The old Taoist raised his head: "Friend Daoist Meng?"
The two said in unison: "Why are you here?"
Meng Duanyou walked over, put the food box in his hand on the dining table, then sat on the seat opposite the old Taoist, and said, "I live near here now."
The old Taoist put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked, "Your daughter's revenge?"
Meng Duanyou breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all reported."
"Congratulations!" The old man congratulated sincerely.
"Thank you!" Meng Duanyou smiled, and then asked: "I don't know what you are here for?"
The old Taoist's eyes turned red, and he said in a deep voice, "Come and collect my son Jin Ming's body."
Meng Duanyou looked solemn, and said in surprise: "My nephew?"
The old Taoist had a bitter expression on his face, he had always acted frankly, and he didn't care about any family ugliness that should not be publicized, he just said: "Relying on his own skills, he did a lot of outrageous things, and even tried to deceive the sky, but he was punished. I'm also to blame for not being a godfather, because I pampered him too much on weekdays, and that's why today's bitter fruit has been brewed."
Meng Duanyou frowned. He knew how much the old man had put in so much effort for his son over the years, and he was far less open-minded than the old man. He said in a bad tone: "Who did it?"
The old Taoist sighed: "A junior named Song."
"Song?" Meng Duanyou's expression was startled, and he almost blurted out: "Song Fengchen?"
The old Taoist looked up at him: "Why, fellow Taoist knows him?"
"It's a bit of a relationship." Meng Duanyou's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and a bold idea rose from the bottom of his heart somehow.
He rolled his eyes and asked, "Have fellow Taoists seen him?"
The old man noticed the change in his attitude. Although he didn't know what was going on in his stomach, he still nodded: "I see, he is not bad."
"No, he is the reincarnation of a good man." Meng Duanyou said meaningfully.
On the basis that Song Fengchen killed his son, the old Taoist was able to comment on him in this way, which shows how much the old Taoist appreciates Song Fengchen.
Good people?
The old Taoist was slightly startled.
But Meng Duanyou talked about how he sought revenge from Boss Zhao a few months ago.
At the end, he said: "Guess what Song Fengchen said at the time?"
The old man looked at him.
Meng Duanyou imitated Song Fengchen's tone: "He said: He made you lose your daughter back then, but now you want to leave his son, it's just right for you to pay for it."
"What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist?" The old Taoist's heart skipped a beat.
Meng Duanyou half-closed his eyes and didn't answer, instead he said: "Since fellow Taoists are here, why don't you go to my house and meet the grandson I just recognized not long ago."
When he mentioned the word grandson, he deliberately emphasized his tone.
"No, no trouble." The old man frowned thoughtfully.
"Okay." Seeing that the old man took the tick, Meng Duanyou felt more and more comfortable, "Then I'll go back first, and my grandson is still waiting for me to buy him breakfast?"
After finishing speaking, he picked up the food box on the table, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the hotel gate regardless of the wandering old man behind him.
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