Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 97: Your Son's name is Fu Yanchi?
The sudden horn sound shocked the woman sitting in the back seat.
Meng Jingxian immediately hung up the phone, and apologized to Song Yueliang, "Am I wasting your time? Sorry, I'm getting out of the car now."
After he finished speaking, he opened his wallet again, took out a purple jade bracelet and handed it to Song Yueliang, "Son, thank you for helping me today, this bracelet is worthless. You received it as a gift of my gratitude." Stems."
Song Yueliang glanced at the purple jade bracelet.
The beads are about the size of grapes, are proportionate in shape, rich in color, and excellent in water heads.
This type of bracelet is sold for 5,000 in jewelry stores.
He looked at the bracelet, and the image of a poor crying person in front of him appeared in his mind.
—My grandfather earns more than 60 yuan a month. In addition to paying my tuition, he also bought me medicine. Moon, I can't afford a bike. Can you give me a ride after school?
—Ah, this is another day when you can't afford breakfast, moon, give me half of steamed sandwich?
—I heard that the sycamore forest in Mazhen Park is very beautiful. I saved up my breakfast money for a week and bought two tickets. Moon, come with me to see the flower, otherwise my hunger will be in vain.
Song Yueliang's eyes slowly narrowed.
8,000 yuan for his card, he could still explain to himself that if he had not met him for several years, he might already have a successful career and not be short on money.
But more than 5,000 bracelets were given at will, and no noble mother could not be raised by a family pampered for decades... Song Yueliang was unable to find any reason to continue deceiving herself.
"It's on its way, no, thank you." Song Yueliang politely declined, looking down, "Aunt Meng, your son's name is Fu Yanchi?"
The woman was surprised, "Son, do you know my son?"
“Science, not familiar.” Song Yueliang closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
This time, I really couldn't find any reason. Not because he misunderstood her, but he actually lied to her.
Meng Jingxian saw that something was wrong with her expression, but she did not want to ask too much, as she was the one who troubled others.
He opened the car door and got out of the car. When he said goodbye to Song Yueliang and Qiqi, he bowed and approached the driver's seat, "Son, I forgot to ask along the way, what is your name? If I see you again in the future, I'll buy you dinner." "
Song Yueliang placed her hand on the steering wheel, paused for a moment then opened her lips, "Aunt Meng, my name is Song Yueliang."
The car left the hospital.
Qiqi sat upright in the back seat, occasionally glancing at the front seat, thinking no one would notice.
"Eggy, my mom doesn't seem happy." Qi Qi whispered.
In his mind, the voice of the little egg man sounded cold and sad, "Don't talk to me, I haven't forgiven you."
"..." - ".Qiqi, "But you have broken up with me for a long time, Eggy..."
The little egg man sneered, it's been a long time? No, he would ignore that stupid kid for half a year.
Looking at the still-empty pool in front of him, the little egg man covered his heart, half a year was not enough to calm his anger, another half a year, should be!
Crazy one!
It was not that Xiao Zaier had not sent blessings to others before, but his energy had always floated out.
Why did he spend half his energy at once?
Little boy, daddy is a glutton!
Qi Qi shrunk his small body into a corner silently, feeling sorry for himself.
Mom's mood was bad, and Eggy was still angry.
Unfortunately, Qiqi was extremely difficult.
…
On the third floor of the inpatient section, the VIP Ward 303.
Meng Jingxian walked into the ward, looking at the young man on the bed, her eyes red before she could speak.
I haven't seen him for more than five years. The edges and corners of agelessness are clearer, and the temperament is more stable.
187 He was tall and tall, but so thin that he could fall in the wind, and there was no blood on his pale skin.
Only his eyes were still as clear and clear as before.
“Aunt Meng, don't cry. When you cry, I think I'll die soon.” The young man leaned on the head of the bed while smiling helplessly.
“Do not talk nonsense!” Meng Jingxian sniffed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
Give Uncle Gui his luggage, stack the rather messy items on the bedside table, and Meng Jingxian sat on the chair beside the bed.
For a while, they looked at each other in silence, and a hint of awkwardness and shame spread silently in the ward.
After a while, Fu Yanchi sighed softly and broke the silence, "Aunt Meng, you don't need to come here."
Meng Jingxian closed her eyes, "I'm worried."
Stop for a moment, "You refuse to go home again."
This topic seemed to be too difficult, so Fu Yanchi had no choice but to give up, "Even if you want to come here, you have to tell in advance that I will ask Uncle Gui to pick you up. You came here alone, and you're not familiar with the place, what should you do if something happens?"
“What can happen to an old woman my age?” Meng Jingxian did not dare to say that she was treated like a fat sheep, "And I met a kind girl, who sent me to the hospital door. By the way, he still knows you, his name is Song Yueliang, do you recognize him?"
Fu Yanchi was short of breath and coughed severely, and the ward was instantly chaotic.
"Aunt Meng," after a while, Fu Yanchi managed to hold back his cough, and asked with the last hope, "He doesn't know who you're visiting?"
Meng Jingxian was confused. At this moment, he was completely focused on Fu Yanchi, and he could not keep up with his rhythm for a while.
It was Uncle Gui who reminded him in a low voice, "Song Yueliang" before he realized it.
“He should have known that when I called, he asked if my son was Fu Yanchi.” Speaking of the word son, Meng Jingxian lowered her voice, slightly guilty, afraid of incurring the man's hatred.
After marrying into the Yan family, she had always treated Fu Yanchi as her own son, as her own son.
But she knew that in Fu Yanchi's heart, she had never accepted him as a mother.
Fu Yanchi lay on the bed, closing his eyes desperately.
Coughing consumes all its strength, and is not as weak as being caught by the moon.
This time it will really end.
“Uncle Gui, get the car ready, I'll leave the hospital.” He sighed and said lightly.
"Aah, Chi!" Meng Jingxian could not believe it, and immediately stopped her, "I can't leave the hospital!"
The person who was saved in the middle of the night dared to get out of the hospital because he did not even have the energy to sit for long?
Even if it would cause trouble, he would not allow it.
Uncle Gui, "Mrs, there's no point in stopping you."
Meng Jingxian, "..."
Fu Yanchi sat down leaning back, glancing towards the suitcase at the side, then at the still lethargic woman, "Bring Aunt Meng with her luggage, be safe."
Uncle Gui said nothing more, and went out to undergo the repatriation procedure.
Come back after a while, help Fu Yanchi get into a wheelchair, pull up the suitcase, and gesture invitingly to Meng Jingxian.
When Meng Jingxian walked out of the ward, her face was full of confusion. What the hell is going on?
How did it become like this?
Also, what insurance?
“Ah Gui, what happened?” He could not help but ask Uncle Gui who was walking beside him.
Uncle Gui thought for a moment, "Mrs, Mr. Fu has found your residence."
Until he got into the car and drove onto the main road, Meng Jingxian still did not understand why she was suddenly assigned.