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Chapter 169 The Nosy Sister-in-Law Decides to Not Care About Anything (11)



Chapter 169 The Nosy Sister-in-Law Decides to Not Care About Anything (11)

Song Qingqing asked, "Dad, I'm on summer vacation now, how about we go on a trip together? We've both been in a depressed state for the past three years, we need to relax, adjust our mentality, and welcome the future.

You don't have to worry about the money. I was so angry that I ran to my brother's company and asked him to pay me back. He paid me back 15. I got angry just looking at the money. If it wasn't money, I would have thrown it away.

Let's use this money to have fun, make up for the grievances we've suffered in the past few years, and enjoy ourselves."

"That's your dowry..."

"As a person with a decent job, I don't need this little money."

"How could he be willing to give you this 15?"

"I passed by his company downstairs and accidentally heard his colleagues say that he received a bonus of 15 yuan today. At first, he refused to admit it and had no intention of paying it back. I told him that if he didn't pay me back, I would go to his manager, and he reluctantly paid it back for the sake of his image." It is impossible to say good things about Song Jingzhan. If there is no chance, I will create one to discredit him.

"Oh, I see." It turned out that one could not count on him.

"Dad, go out with me for a walk. If we don't relax, I'm afraid we'll get depression." It's a good opportunity to take advantage of this trip to get some more money from Song Jingzhan.

Song Baiyuan was shocked. Thinking of the fact that Song Qingqing fainted due to anger, he was afraid that Song Qingqing was really depressed by Liu Manyin.

"Okay, let's go out for a walk and relax. Dad still has some money, and I will give you a dowry of 20 yuan when the time comes." Qingqing spent the 15 yuan in her hand.

Song Qingqing: “…” We agreed to keep the private money confidential, why is he so careless?

"We'll talk about it later. What if I, your daughter, become rich?" I have already planned to get rich on this trip, so I don't need these little things.

"I'll give it to you even when I become rich. This is Dad's wish." God allowed me to dream about the future, so I will not allow things that shouldn't happen to happen. Qingqing is so obedient and filial, and I will never let anyone bully her.

"Okay, thank you, Dad."

Then the father and daughter immediately began to discuss where to go, and each of them chose two cities they most wanted to visit.

Song Baiyuan wants to go to Yaya Island to see the sea and go to F City to worship Buddha.

Song Qingqing wanted to go to Y City to see the ancient city and the capital to see the most advanced civilization.

After the father and daughter chose their destination, they took a plane to the nearest Yaya Island that night.

Song Jingzhan took a special day off the next day. He took his wife and children and went to Song Qingqing's house early in the morning with gifts. However, no one answered the door after he knocked for a long time.

Song Jingzhan thought Song Qingqing was still angry, so he stood at the door and apologized in a gentle and rambling voice.

The sturdy man looked impatient until he called out the people living next door to Song Qingqing's house.

"Brother, you are so old, but your brain is not working well? Do you understand why you disturbed my sweet sleep so early in the morning? If no one answered, couldn't you call and ask? The father and daughter left with their luggage last night. If you disturb my sleep again, don't blame me for being rude. Two people of such age don't even use their brains to go out."

Song Jingzhan was embarrassed now, and quickly took out his phone and called Song Qingqing. Song Qingqing ignored him and neither blocked him nor answered the call.

Song Jingzhan called Song Boyuan again, but Song Boyuan didn't want to hear the voice of this barbecued son, so he hung up.

Song Jingzhan was helpless and angry. "Go back first, the phone call is not working."

"Your sister, your father must have done it on purpose. We've all come here to apologize, what else do you want?" Liu Manyin turned around and left angrily, holding the child.

On the other side, on the Yaya Island beach, a father and daughter were drinking iced coconut juice under a parasol, admiring the vast ocean and listening to the melodious sound of the waves.

"Dad, was it Song Jingzhan who called you?"

"Yes, I hung up. I don't want to listen to him. I don't want to pay attention to him. I am furious with him now. Dad thought about what Liu Manyin had done to us in the past few years. I wanted to get back the 3 yuan I borrowed from him. When he thought that this 3 yuan was a betrothal gift to Liu Manyin, Dad got angry.

I donate it, I don't even want to give it to Liu Manyin. "Liu Manyin hurt me and Qingqing behind my back, how dare Liu Manyin spend my money, I give this money to Qingqing for fun, I don't even want to give it to her.

"Dad, do you have this idea? This is a good idea. I finally don't worry about you being tricked by them again."

"Don't worry, didn't Dad tell you? We will never look back and will never be soft-hearted."

"Okay, then I'll help you get the 3 yuan back."

"Why? Your brother, Song Jingzhan just gave him 15 yuan, how could he possibly give it back?"

"That's not a problem. I'll tell you later. Dad, think about the most worrying thing in your life and I'll take a picture of you."

Song Boyuan looked puzzled, "Ah..."

"Just look a little sad and depressed."

Song Boyuan did as he was told and immediately looked sad and grief-stricken, "Is this okay?"

"Okay, just like that, keep it." Song Qingqing unlocked her phone and took a photo full of sadness.

The father and daughter had a great time on Yaya Island for three days. Song Qingqing only answered the phone after Song Jingzhan called her for the sixth time.

"What's up? You call me every day. Aren't you annoying?"

Song Jingzhan said in a gentle voice, "Little sister, you finally answered the phone. Where are you and dad? Why haven't you come home yet?"

"Where else can you go? Bring dad out for treatment. I guess you didn't listen to a word I said before!"

"What's wrong with Dad? Wasn't he discharged from the hospital? He was moving house the other day and looked in good spirits." He scolded me with great enthusiasm.

"The physical illness has been cured, but the mental illness has not. Dad is almost driven into depression by your wife. I get angry when I see you two." Song Qingqing hung up the phone and sent the photo of Song Boyuan's sadness that she had taken earlier to Song Jingzhan.

And note: [Don’t tell me verbally that you really care about Dad. Take some practical actions to let Dad have a good time and relax during this trip, instead of just ignoring everything and pushing it to me.]

Song Qingqing drank a big sip of iced coconut juice: The bait has been put out, just waiting for the fish to take the bait. Not to mention the effort, just the money, Song Boyuan and the original owner subsidize them about 8000 per month. I don't believe they are willing to completely tear their faces apart and pick up sesame seeds and throw away watermelons.

Song Jingzhan looked at the sad old father in the photo, and then he understood why Song Qingqing was so angry this time and why Song Baiyuan disliked them so much.

"Why are you almost depressed?"

Song Jingzhan immediately called Song Boyuan, but still no one answered.

Song Jingzhan thought about it for a long time, and finally went back and asked Liu Manyin to transfer 3 yuan to her.

When Liu Manyin heard that the money was for Song Baiyuan to travel, she refused without thinking.

"Turn it over, or I won't hand over any of my salary in the future. If it weren't for you, would my dad be like this? You've made my dad depressed. Do you want me to be stabbed in the back?"

"I... 3 is too much, transfer 1."

"I said 3, so it's 3. What can 1 do? If my dad can't get better, don't expect my sister to forgive you and come to help you again." He is short-sighted. Compared with the future benefits, what can these tens of thousands of dollars do?

"I'll transfer it. 3 is 3." I will definitely get it back with interest in the future.

Song Jingzhan transferred 3 yuan to Song Qingqing, and then sent more than a dozen touching voice messages.

"He said he knew he was wrong and felt very guilty. This was the money he raised so that Song Qingqing could take good care of Song Boyuan."


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