President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Hearing this, Ping Bao almost laughed angrily.

You said a thousand words and ten thousand, just to let him go to your house as a guest?

He got it.

"Then when is it convenient for me to trouble you?" Ping Bao asked.

Almost instantly, Tian Xin's father's attitude became amiable again, "Oh, you can come anytime, as long as it is convenient for you, I am convenient for you at any time, but remember to tell me before you come , so that I can prepare to entertain you."

That accent was unbearably greasy.

Ping Bao really couldn't bear to keep his mobile phone in the hands of such a person.

If you touch it more, it will defile the phone.

So he said, "Then I'll come over now, please tell me, Uncle Tian, ​​the address of my home."

Tian Xin's father immediately gave the address.

Hang up the phone, feel the big belly and go downstairs triumphantly.

In the living room downstairs, Tian Xin was holding a large bucket of ice cream and eating, watching the picture on TV, her whole body was shaking with laughter, and the ice cream in the spoon was also spilled on the ground.

There was a bunch of stains on the golden and black marble, which made it look extremely abrupt.

Father Tian just glanced at it, and cursed unhappily, "You are a dead man, you can't see such a big blob of stains, you have two eyes to vent your anger, why don't you hurry up and wipe it off."

Tian Xin lowered her head, glanced at her "masterpiece", her eyes were surprisingly indifferent and disgusted, "What are you doing, Tian Yu, Dad asked you to clean the floor!"

The father and daughter went into battle together, scolding as harshly as possible.

When Tian Yu, who was busy in the kitchen, heard this, he came out slowly, with a blank expression, bent down and wiped off the ball of ice cream with a rag.

That cold face greatly aroused Papa Tian's dissatisfaction, "What kind of attitude is this? If I hadn't given you. Mom regular blood transfusions, I would have gone to coax you. Mom, you. Mom would have died a long time ago. You should have I am grateful to Dade, instead of putting on such a stinky face!"

"You transfused my mother's blood so that you can control me. As for making her happy, you just asked her to find out all the money I earned and give it to you, didn't you?" Tian Yu said the truth in a light tone, "You take My money is happy and happy, and I want to be grateful to you?"

How can there be such a funny thing in the world!

These words directly hit Papa Tian's sore spot.

That face was like a dyeing workshop, green and white, and finally converged into a rich black.

"You are not yet an adult, what's wrong with me helping you manage the money? Besides, I donate blood to your mother every month, and the money will be used as my nutrition expenses." Dad Tian said the reason, one set one set of.

Tian Yu didn't want to argue with him.

She is still a minor now, so she has no way to decide where her mother will go. If she breaks with Father Tian, ​​then Father Tian, ​​as Mommy's husband, can send her mother to a mental hospital.

At that time, my mother's condition might worsen and even accelerate her death.

Even if it's for Mommy, Tian Yu has to endure it.

Money can be earned again, but there is only one mother.

She stood up, ready to go back to the kitchen and continue working.

Father Tian was ashamed just now, and felt resentful in his heart. Seeing Tian Yu not saying a word, he thought it was cowardly, and began to mutter, "Really, I just follow you. Mom, you can make so much money at a young age. , I don’t know if it’s clean or not, did I go out and find some weird uncle who likes children... ah!"