When Lu Haisheng heard Meng's mother's answer, he felt a little calmer and said, "Xiaolan, since the son-in-law said there is no need to worry, then there is really no need to worry. It seems that our daughter has some abilities that make the son-in-law reluctant to part with her. As long as the son-in-law cannot part with Xiao Lan, there is no need to worry." Ning, then this matter is settled."

Mother Meng could not imagine this level. She only knew that if Meng Ning was in the police station, she would not have peace of mind.

"Old Mrs. Fu is dead, how can the Fu family let it go?" Mother Meng said worriedly: "This is murder after all. If you go to jail, it will be over."

Lu Haisheng thought the same thing and said, "Don't worry, I'll be there in a moment."

"Okay." Mother Meng hung up the phone and walked back and forth in the living room nervously and anxiously. She was restless.

"Sister, sister."

Zhou Wenxiu came, but before anyone came in, the voice came.

Hearing the sound, Meng's mother went out and saw Zhou Wenxiu standing outside the yard. She hurried over and opened the door: "Sister."

Seeing Zhou Wenxiu, it was as if she had someone to rely on, someone who could talk to her. Mother Meng's emotions were a little difficult to control, and tears came at every turn.

In Meng's mother's heart, she regarded Zhou Wenxiu as a relative. This was her biological sister. Naturally, in front of her biological sister, she no longer had to hold on and her true feelings were revealed.

Fear, helplessness and worry were all expressed, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Zhou Wenxiu quickly helped Meng's mother, looking very worried and anxious, and said: "I saw the news. Meng Ning killed someone. I came here in a hurry. Sister, tell me what's going on. Ah, Meng Ning really killed someone, does that mean he has to go to jail or be shot?"

Meng's mother, who was already frightened, turned pale with fright when she heard that Meng Ning might be shot.

Mother Meng held Zhou Wenxiu's hand tightly: "Xiao Ning will really be shot? What should we do?"

"Sister, let's talk in the room first." Zhou Wenxiu felt the cold palms of Meng's mother's hands, and felt a little gloating in her heart. In the past, Meng's mother always showed off how good her daughter was in front of her, and how pitiful Yang Liu was. In Zhou Wenxiu's eyes, Here, Meng's mother cares about Yangliu, but that is all hypocrisy. She seems to care about Yangliu, but she must not know how to feel happy in her heart.

That's how people are. When something happened to Yangliu, Zhou Wenxiu cried every day and was so worried. When Meng's mother went to comfort her, Zhou Wenxiu thought that Meng's mother was good and she was no longer needed now. Looking back on the past, how do you see and feel? Meng's mother was hypocritical.

The kindness of the past and the gratitude of the past have all been forgotten. All sisterhood is plastic and vulnerable.

Meng's mother and Zhou Wenxiu entered the house. Every time they came to this villa, Zhou Wenxiu couldn't help but be envious. She didn't live in such a luxurious villa, but Meng's mother did, and she felt a little unbalanced.

From the bottom of her heart, Zhou Wenxiu looked down on Meng's mother and felt that Meng's mother only lived in the villa because of her daughter's love of vanity.

But Zhou Wenxiu would not show it, and still comforted her thoughtfully: "Sister, don't worry, this hasn't been judged yet. By the way, what do the Fu family say?"

Mother Meng cried and said, "I don't know. I called my son-in-law, but he couldn't tell me exactly. I was worried that I would be shot. It's all my fault. Yesterday Xiaoning told me that he wanted to eat the dumplings I made. I You should have noticed something was wrong. Xiao Ning asked me to take good care of Paopao, which is her last words. She has long thought about going to the old lady to take revenge."

"Meng Ning is too impulsive. Isn't that a loss?" Zhou Wenxiu said eagerly: "It's not worth it. I just lost my child, and now I'm getting myself into trouble. Fu Tingxiu is still so young. The one who died was his own grandmother, could he really forgive Meng Ning? After this incident was over, Meng Ning was in jail, and Fu Tingxiu turned around and married a new wife. There was no loss at all. Men, there are many long-term lovers. "

Zhou Wenxiu's words made Meng's mother even more anxious, frightened, and anxious: "What should we do? What should we do?"

Meng's mother was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She didn't know what to do to save her daughter, and kept asking what to do.

Zhou Wenxiu not only had no comfort, but continued to sell anxiety: "I consulted a lawyer. In a situation like this, the sentence will be 20 years at least. If the Fu family continues to pursue the case, he will be shot."

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