I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Because Zhuang Fuqiang grew up, he rarely spoke to her in such a tone.

The last time I went back, I gave my family 200,000 yuan to let my parents buy a house.

They are not short of money, so it is very likely that something happened to the mother.

Thinking of this, she asked anxiously: "What's wrong, Dad, has Mom's condition worsened?"

How did that happen?

The last time I went back, my mother's complexion was much better, how could it get worse!

Zhuang Tong was anxious and worried.

Seeing that she misunderstood, Zhuang Fuqiang quickly explained: "No, your mother is fine, she is fine now."

Um?

fine?

This time Zhuang Tong was completely dumbfounded.

No, it's nothing. Why are you so nervous?

scare me!

The heart that Zhuang Tong raised just now fell again.

When she regained her senses, she couldn't help curling her lips and asked, "What's the matter? Is the money at home not enough?"

Since being with Lin Xian, some of her concepts have gradually been affected, and she was assimilated by Lin Xian unconsciously.

She now feels that as long as money can solve things, it is not a problem.

"Xiaotong, where are you now?" On the phone, Zhuang Fuqiang's voice was a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Tong said inexplicably: "I'm at home!"

"Home?"

Zhuang Fuqiang on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he asked, "Is it the house you said last time that Lin Xian bought you?"

"yes!"

After Zhuang Tong responded, he asked straight to the point: "No, Dad, what's the matter with you, just tell me directly, you don't need to beat around the bush.

She had just woken up when her father called and asked inexplicable questions. Anyone would be confused and feel baffled.

During the phone call, Zhuang Fuqiang was silent for a few seconds, and finally said: "Xiaotong, your mother and I have arrived in Jinling!"

"What~?"

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Have you arrived in Jinling?"

"Well, we just got off the train, we are now at the train station." Zhuang Fuqiang replied.

Zhuang Tong blamed: "Why didn't you tell me before you came?"

"Ex...

On the other end of the phone, Zhuang Fuhao faltered

During this period of time, Zhuang Tong has sent money home several times in a row, especially the last time he went home, he directly gave more than 200,000 yuan.

Now, Zhuang Fuqiang understood that his daughter was really taken care of by others and became a mistress.

Although Zhuang Tong said it before, he was still very sad.

The point is, he felt that Zhuang Tong was lying to himself.

It's not about being taken care of, but she said that she was taken care of by a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

this.....

Isn't this nonsense!

How can a man of this age take care of a mistress.

Not only him, but even Zhuang's mother felt that Zhuang Tong deliberately lied to them in order not to worry them too much.

Watching TV dramas, those mistresses are beautiful on the surface, but behind the scenes, the benefactors beat and scold at every turn.

Therefore, the old couple was really worried, and finally decided to come and see for themselves.

At the same time, he persuaded his daughter to let her return to the right path.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say these words to Zhuang Tong, so he kept hemming and hawing.

Zhuang Tong is not stupid, he quickly understood their thoughts.

Although there was some sense of blame in his heart, it was his parents after all, Zhuang Tong sighed slightly and said: "Then you wait for me at the station, I will drive to pick you up now.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Tong hurriedly got out of bed and put on his clothes.

In the living room, Nie Qingqing was holding a salted fish in her arms and watching a TV show. Seeing her rushing out of the bedroom, she asked in confusion, "Xiaotong, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, my parents came here suddenly, and they are at the station now. I have to pick them up quickly!" Zhuang Tong said, walking quickly into the bathroom to wash up.

Hearing this, Nie Qingqing stood up and said in surprise: "Uncle Aunt is coming? Why didn't I hear you mention it!"

While brushing his teeth, Zhuang Tong said vaguely: "They attacked suddenly, they didn't plan to tell me at all, they only called me now when they arrived at the station.

"Then...shall I avoid it for a while?" Nie Qingqing was a little worried.

Zhuang Tong waved his hand and said to himself: "No, just do whatever you want. When Guoqing came home, I made it very clear to them."

"All right!"

Nie Qingqing nodded and suggested, "Shall I accompany you to pick up Uncle Aunt?"

"Okay, if you're okay, let's go together!"

After washing up, Zhuang Tong simply wiped off the skin care products, then took the key wallet and went out.

Good looks are capricious.

Besides, she is now in her youth, the most beautiful age for a woman, she does not need makeup, and she is equally glamorous.

Driving a royal blue Beetle, the two arrived at Jinling South Station all the way.

After parking the car and entering the station, Zhuang Tong soon found his parents.

Zhuang Fuqiang is only forty-two years old, but he looks like an old man in his fifties. Most of his hair is gray, and his face is full of the pressure of life.

Doing physical labor in the factory all year round made him look a little dull, with cramped eyes.

Zhuang's mother looks younger, because of uremia, she can't do physical work and has been recuperating at home.

It's just that his face is a little sallow, which is one of the sequelae of dialysis treatment.

Quickly walking in front of them, Zhuang Tong blamed: "`" Why didn't you tell me before you came, so that I can help you book tickets, can my mother be able to take a train with her body?"

She didn't blame her parents for the sudden attack, she blamed them for making a moving car.

Zhuang Tong's home is quite far from Jinling, even by train it takes five or six hours.

And Zhuang's mother has uremia, so she can't sit for a long time at all.

Zhuang's mother persuaded: "The airport (ok Zhao) ticket is too expensive, I'm fine, the train is fine."

Hearing the words, I couldn't help my mouth.

Air tickets are only a few hundred dollars more expensive. Even without Lin Xian, when she was working part-time in the past, it would not be short of these hundreds of dollars, right?

No way, my parents are like this.

But Zhuang Tong did not agree with their consumption concept. She felt that the money that should be spent must not be saved.

In order to save hundreds of dollars on air tickets, the result is that the condition worsens, and the follow-up treatment costs a lot of money. Isn't this even more of a loss?

Seeing this, Nie Qingqing on the side took a step forward and greeted with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Aunt!"

"Yo, it's Qingqing, she's become pretty again!" Mother Zhuang said with a smile.

Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother knew that the two of them were good best friends, and every time they came to school to visit Zhuang Tong, they would invite Nie Qingqing to dinner.

Zhuang Tong took Zhuang's mother's arm, carefully supported her, and said: "Let's go, go home first!".