Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

The sudden sound of the horn startled the woman in the back seat.

Meng Jingxian hung up the phone in a hurry, and apologized to Song Yueliang, "Did I waste your time? I'm sorry, I'll get off the car right now."

After finishing speaking, she opened the purse again, took out a purple jade bracelet and handed it to Song Yueliang, "Girl, thank you for helping me today, this bracelet is worthless. You accept it as my thank you gift." Bar."

Song Yueliang glanced at the purple jade bracelet.

Grape-sized beads, well-proportioned in shape, rich in color, and excellent in water head.

This kind of bracelet starts at 5,000 in jewelry stores.

She looked at the bracelet, and a picture of someone crying poor in front of her came to mind.

——My grandfather earns more than 60 yuan a month. In addition to paying my tuition fees, he also buys me medicine. Moon, I can’t afford a bicycle. Can you give me a ride after school?

——Ah, it’s another day when you can’t afford breakfast, Moon, give me half of the steamed stuffed bun?

——I heard that the sycamore forest in Mazhen Garden is particularly beautiful in bloom. I saved my breakfast money for a week and bought two tickets. Moon, come with me to see the flowers, or my hunger will be in vain.

Song Yueliang's eyes narrowed slowly.

She can still explain to herself the card issuance of 8,000 yuan. If she hasn't seen her for a few years, she may already have a successful career and is not short of money.

But more than 5,000 bracelets are given away at will, and there is no noble mother who can't be pampered for decades... Song Yueliang can't find a reason to continue to deceive herself.

"It's just on the way, no thanks." Song Yueliang declined politely, lowering her eyes, "Aunt Meng, your son's name is Fu Yanchi?"

The woman was surprised, "Girl, do you know my son?"

"Family, not familiar." Song Yueliang closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

This time, I really couldn't find any reason. It wasn't her misunderstanding, but he was really lying to her.

Meng Jingxian saw that there was something wrong with her face, but she didn't want to ask more questions, since she was the one who troubled others.

She opened the car door and got out of the car. When she said goodbye to Song Yueliang and Qiqi, she leaned down and approached the driver's seat, "Girl, I forgot to ask along the way, what's your name? If I meet again in the future, I'll treat you to dinner."

Song Yueliang put her hands on the steering wheel, paused and then opened her lips, "Aunt Meng, my name is Song Yueliang."

The car drove away from the hospital.

Qi Qi sat upright in the back seat, sneaking glances to the front seat from time to time, thinking that no one would notice.

"Eggy, my mother doesn't seem happy." Qi Qi whispered.

In his head, the little egg man's voice was cold and mournful, "Don't talk to me, I haven't forgiven you yet."

"..." Qi Qi, "But you have broken up with me for a long time, Eggy..."

The little egg man sneered, it's only been a long time? No, he will ignore the stupid cub 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, it must!

Made!

It's not that Xiao Zai'er didn't send blessings to others before, but the energy floated out one by one.

Why did it use up half of its energy at once this time?

Little cub, what the hell is daddy a glutton!

Qi Qi shrank her small body into a corner silently, feeling sorry for herself.

Mom is in a bad mood, and Eggy is still angry.

Qiqi is so difficult, alas.

...

On the third floor of the inpatient department, VIP Ward 303.

Meng Jingxian walked into the ward, saw the young man on the bed, her eyes were red before she could speak.

I haven't seen him for more than five years, and the youth's edges and corners are clearer, and their temperament is more stable.

Also thinner.

187 is tall and tall, but so thin that he could fall down in the wind, and there is no blood on his pale skin.

Only those eyes were still as clear and clear as before.

"Aunt Meng, don't cry. When you cry, I think I'm going to die soon." The young man leaned against the head of the bed with a helpless smile.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Meng Jingxian sniffed and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

The suitcase was handed over to Uncle Gui, and after arranging the slightly messy objects on the bedside table, Meng Jingxian sat down on the chair beside the bed.

For a while, they were silent, and the slight awkwardness and embarrassment spread silently in the ward.

After a while, Fu Yanchi sighed softly, breaking the silence, "Aunt Meng, there is no need for you to come here."

Meng Jingxian narrowed her eyes, "I'm worried."

After a pause, "You refuse to go home again."

This topic seemed too difficult, so Fu Yanchi had no choice but to surrender, "Even if you want to come here, you should tell in advance that I will ask Uncle Gui to pick you up. You come here alone and you don't know the place well, what should you do if something happens?"

"What can happen to an old woman of my age?" Meng Jingxian didn't dare to say that she was treated as a fat sheep, "And I met a kind girl on the way, who sent me to the hospital door .By the way, she still knows you, her name is Song Yueliang, do you recognize her?"

Fu Yanchi was short of breath and coughed badly, and the ward was immediately in chaos.

"Aunt Meng," after a long while, Fu Yanchi managed to suppress the cough, and asked with the last glimmer of hope, "She doesn't know who you are visiting?"

Confusion appeared on Meng Jingxian's face. At this moment, her full attention was on Fu Yanchi, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a while.

It was Uncle Gui who reminded her in a low voice, "Song Yueliang", that she realized it.

"She should know that when I called, she asked me if my son was Fu Yanchi." Speaking of the word "son", Meng Jingxian lowered her voice, feeling a little guilty, fearing to offend the man.

After marrying into Yan's family, she has 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 her as a mother.

Fu Yanchi lay on the bed, eyes closed in despair.

A cough consumed all his strength, and it was not as weak as being caught by the moon.

This time it's really over.

"Uncle Gui, prepare the car, I'm leaving the hospital." He sighed and said lightly.

"Ah Chi!" Meng Jingxian couldn't believe it, and immediately stopped her, "I can't leave the hospital!"

People who were rescued in the middle of the night didn't even have the energy to sit for a long time, so they dared to be discharged from the hospital?

Even if it would provoke dislike, she would not allow it.

Uncle Gui, "Ma'am, it's useless to stop you."

Meng Jingxian, "..."

Fu Yanchi sat up propped up, glanced at the suitcase on the side, and then at the woman who was still sluggish, "Take Aunt Meng with the luggage, just be safe."

Without further ado, Uncle Gui went out to complete the discharge procedures.

Returning after a while, he helped Fu Yanchi into the wheelchair, pulled up the suitcase, and made a gesture of invitation to Meng Jingxian.

When Meng Jingxian walked out of the ward, she was in a daze, what was going on?

How did things become like this?

Also, what insurance?

"Ah Gui, what's going on?" She couldn't help but asked Uncle Gui who was walking beside her.

Uncle Gui thought for a while, "Ma'am, Mr. Fu has found a place for you to live."

Until she got in the car and drove onto the main road, Meng Jingxian still didn't understand why she was suddenly assigned.