Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan said angrily: "What do you think of my brother? Mobile ATM? His money is earned by his hard work, and he wants to have his own family, so there is no extra money at all!"

As she said, she looked at Lu Meiyan who was sitting on the other side, "As for you, my brother hasn't been with you for so many years. Don't you still have a good life, why bother him?"

Lu Meiyan stood up abruptly, with her hands in her hips and angrily said, "You unscrupulous stinky girl, is this what you should say to your mother? I grew up with you so hard to grow up, let you eat a hungry meal Is it a bitter to have a full meal? Now that your brother is back, you follow your brother to feast and drink spicy food, and give a little money to honor my mother. What's wrong?"

Song Qinghuan sneered: "Yes, I haven't had the pain of hunger or fullness, but you have not eaten me regularly, and you will never give me the best."

Lu Meiyan immediately cried out and "cried bitterly", "It's unreasonable, how could I raise you a white-eyed wolf? You are deliberately trying to be a mother with me, so forget it, don't ask for this account book. , I would have never given birth to a daughter like you."

Song Qinghuan was so angry that he wanted to set up the table, "You are too much, Mom, are you my mother? I take the hukou for work now, don’t you want me to give you money? If you don’t give me the hukou, How do I work, how do I pay you if I don’t have a job."

Song Qiliang snorted coldly, and then said: "This is the first time I heard someone say that you need a hukou for looking for a job. I think you want to move your hukou to your brother, and then follow your brother to go abroad and never come back. "

Song Qinghuan immediately denied: "No, I do it for work, you give me the hukou."

At this moment, Song Qiliang completely recovered his rogue appearance, "No, your brother wants to take you away, so he has to give us money. It's not easy for us to raise you all these years."

Just when Song Qinghuan didn't know what to do, a tall and thin teenager walked out of the bedroom quickly.

He quickly came to Song Qinghuan, stuffed an old red-covered notebook into Song Qinghuan's hand, and then forced her out: "This is the hukou book, you go!"

When everyone reacted, Song Qinghuan had been locked out of the door by him.

Song Qiliang was so angry that he kicked a chair over, furious, and roared: "Song Ci, you wicked son, do you want to **** me off..."

Song Qinghuan, who was locked out of the door, heard the smashing tables and stools from inside, and Song Qiliang's anger from Lu Meiyan, and moved her lips subconsciously, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Turn around and leave quickly!