This mother and son are simply insane, and this guy named Song Mingcheng is a loser. He can't pay off the debt, so he asks his brother to pay back the money. If he doesn't pay, he will cause trouble here, and they can't do business. It's really too much. .

They have never seen such an excellent mother and son, but they still want to see what this person will do next. What if they let her go like this?

If that were the case, they would probably be pissed to death.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Everyone looked at Song Mingguo and said: "Brother, judging from what happened just now, you also know their attitude. If you give money today, your wife may divorce you. After that, you If you are still entangled with such a person, you'd better think about it carefully and don't be too willful."

"Also, you can't be foolish and filial. The consequences of your behavior will only destroy your family." Of course, this is about Song Mingguo, not the mother and son.

Song Mingguo glanced at the speaker gratefully: "Thank you, I know what I should do."

Liu Cuihua looked at Song Mingguo dissatisfied: "Do you agree or not?"

Song Mingguo calmly looked at Liu Cuihua in front of him and said, "You don't have to waste your efforts. I will not promise you to pay him back."

Liu Cuihua, who had already thought about what to do next, suddenly stiffened her expression and looked at Song Mingguo, not believing what she heard.

"Song Mingguo, what did you just say? Tell me again if you have the ability?"

Song Mingguo had a smile on his face. When Liu Cuihua asked again and again, he said: "I have made it very clear. I said that in addition to more than a hundred yuan a year, I will not give you any more." Split the money.”

The people on the side rolled their eyes and knew that there must be something they didn't know. They quickly asked: "Brother, what's going on?"

Song Mingguo did not answer their questions immediately, but looked at Liu Cuihua and said: "If you leave now and don't come to trouble us in the future, I will not tell these things in the future. This is the last thing I will give you." a chance."

Song Mingcheng covered his face and looked at Song Mingguo resentfully. It was all this bastard's fault.

"Damn bastard, if it weren't for you, my face wouldn't be like this. It's all your fault." Song Mingcheng looked at Song Mingguo and said angrily with a hoarse voice.

Song Mingguo was a little stunned when he heard what Song Mingcheng said. What does this mean? What wild species?

When Song Mingcheng saw Song Mingguo like this, he knew that he might have said the wrong thing, but as long as he thought of Song Mingguo like that, Song Mingcheng felt a little unwilling.

Uncle Song clenched his hands into fists, and finally couldn't help but attack Song Mingcheng: "I am the third uncle of the Ming Dynasty. I look very similar to my eldest brother. Now let's see if my nephew looks like me. ?”

The spectators looked at Song Mingguo and then at Uncle Song next to him, then nodded and said, "How could it be different?"

Would anyone believe that these two people are father and son?

"Song Mingcheng, your brother looks exactly like my deceased eldest brother. What do you say about this?" Uncle Song looked at Song Mingcheng in front of him coldly and said.

Song Mingcheng was speechless and had forgotten about it.

Compared with himself, Song Mingguo is more like his dead father, and he is also very similar to Third Uncle Song. With Third Uncle Song here, who else can believe that Song Mingguo is a bastard?

Seeing that Song Mingcheng didn't say anything, Uncle Song grabbed Song Mingcheng's collar and said coldly: "Song Mingcheng, please tell me clearly now, who is the bastard?"

"Who said this to you?" Uncle Song glanced at Liu Cuihua beside him as he spoke. It must be this woman's fault. If it weren't for this woman, how could Song Mingcheng say such shameless words?

Liu Cuihua snorted coldly and said without any politeness: "This is what I said about what you can do to me? Song Mingguo is a bastard, a bastard that I hate."

Song Mingguo always thought that he did something bad, so Liu Cuihua just didn't like him, but now seeing the way Liu Cuihua hated him, he suddenly felt that it was not him that Liu Cuihua hated, but his father.

Song Mingguo couldn't help but ask: "You don't like my dad."

like?

Liu Cuihua looked at Song Mingguo mockingly as if she had heard some joke: "Who does he think he is?"

For Liu Cuihua, Song Mingguo's father was just someone who could help her raise her children and could be used.

Joey looked at Liu Cuihua in front of him in shock. Is this person really not afraid of being beaten at all?

He really does what he says and doesn't take other people seriously at all.

Uncle Song immediately understood why his eldest brother looked so helpless and bitter back then.

"Mingguo, please stop talking." When Song Mingguo wanted to say something else, Uncle Song suddenly said.

Song Mingguo turned to look at Uncle Song next to him, frowning slightly, and asked with some discomfort, "Why didn't Third Uncle say anything?"

"Mingguo, listen to your third uncle. Don't continue talking about this matter. It's not a good thing to say it, and it's not good for your father. If you want to know, I'll tell you when we are alone. ." Uncle Song didn't want to be criticized even after his eldest brother passed away.

Liu Cuihua laughed loudly: "You guys said it, why didn't you say it?"

"Liu Cuihua, are you sure you want to continue to irritate us? If you continue like this, I can take away your house directly, and I will leave you without a place to live." Uncle Song looked at Liu Cuihua in front of him coldly and said with sharp eyes.

Hearing Uncle Song say such words, Liu Cuihua snorted coldly. After all, she was still worried that Uncle Song would really take the house back.

"Song Mingguo will talk about our affairs now. When will you give us the money?"

Looking at Liu Cuihua who was so indifferent to him, Song Mingguo said coldly: "Don't expect me to give you money. I won't give you a penny."

"If you don't give it to me, I will sue you."

"It doesn't matter. I will give you ten yuan as pension money every month. Today I have already given you one hundred and twenty yuan, and you signed it yourself." Song Mingguo said indifferently.

It’s not that I didn’t give the money, I just gave it to Liu Cuihua and sent it to Song Mingcheng.

"Who you want to give the pension money I give you is your own business, but if you want me to be taken advantage of, you can give as much as you want. That's impossible."

After Song Mingguo finished speaking, he looked at Liu Cuihua in front of him and said, "I will give you one last chance now. Are you going to leave or will you continue to cause trouble here with Song Mingcheng?"

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