Sister Qin did not answer his words, but cried out in pain: "It hurts! Let me go! Zhili, Zhili!"

Yang Laoer was so strong that she felt like her scalp would be pulled out.

Yang Laoer slapped Sister Qin on the face: "You stinky bitch, you still dare to yell. Hurry up and say it!"

Then he pushed Sister Qin to the ground and kicked her forward.

Yang Zhili said nothing and looked at Sister Qin with a stern face.

After a long time, Sister Qin couldn't bear it anymore and quickly begged for mercy: "I said it. I said it."

Only then did Yang Laoer stop his movements, slowly sat down at the dining table, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Sister Qin propped herself up and glanced at her son, whom she was proud of. She saw that the latter had a numb face, as if he had not seen everything in front of him.

"Don't tell me soon!"

Yang Laoer gave a low drink.

Sister Qin trembled and said quickly: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

She wiped the tears on her face and said: "The patient I was taking care of suddenly woke up, ran out, died in an accident. I... was fired from the hospital."

"The patient's family members are very powerful and won't let me stay in Chengdu any longer... I had no choice but to come back."

She didn't dare to say what she had done, let alone let Yang Laoer know that she had money.

Yang Laoer didn't know whether to believe it or not, so he just asked: "What's going on with the two people outside?"

"I...I don't know." Sister Qin said, and Yang Laoer glared at her again, and quickly said: "Maybe they were sent by the patient's family members, who thought I had killed someone..."

Yang Laoer said "poof": "I knew you were a broom star, and you would be up to no good when you came back!"

"You caused the trouble yourself, solve it yourself!"

Sister Qin nodded hurriedly.

-

After finishing the meal and cleaning up the dishes and kitchen, Sister Qin returned to the room and found that Yang Laoer was already fast asleep.

She called twice and found that Yang Laoer didn't respond, so she walked into Yang Zhili's room softly.

Yang Zhili was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

When he saw her coming in, he did not get up, but complained slightly: "Mom, when you have time, go and open a broadband for your home. There is no Internet here, and you can't even use your mobile phone."

Sister Qin opened her mouth, and then responded: "Okay, I'll go tomorrow."

Yang Zhili didn't say anything. After playing for a while, he found that the mobile phone signal was very poor. Then he threw it away angrily and his eyes finally fell on Sister Qin who was standing.

Seeing the injuries on Sister Qin's face, he touched his nose and said, "You know my dad's temper. If I try to persuade him, he will be more serious."

He reluctantly explained the reason why he didn't stop Yang Laoer from beating her just now.

"Um...do you want some medicine on your face?"

Yang Laoer struck hard, and the corner of Sister Qin's mouth was cut, and there was a faint blood mark on her face.

Sister Qin felt warm in her heart and said with a smile, "I know. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Yang Zhili shut up again.

Sister Qin looked outside.

Yang Laoer was still asleep in the house, and it was quiet outside.

Sister Qin closed the door, came to Yang Zhili, took out a bank card from her arms, and stuffed it into Yang Zhili's hand: "This is the money I will buy you a house with. Take this money and buy a house in the city. Password It’s the same as before, you know.”

Yang Zhili was shocked: "Mom, are you hiding money behind Dad's back?"

Her mother has to hand over more than half of her salary, and the rest is for him to study. Where will she get the money to buy him a house?

Moreover, buying a house is not a small sum at first glance.

If Yang Laoer finds out, she will be beaten to death!

Sister Qin's eyes flashed slightly: "Don't ask."

"Remember, don't tell your dad."

Yang Zhili's expression changed slightly.

"I already know."

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