Chapter 104 The dearest person

"Mom, it's not too early, the eldest sister has to go home, and the time on the road is not short. She needs to rest early. I will do as you say about the money."

At such a time, if I calculate tens of thousands of dollars with my mother, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to sleep tonight. Weiwei knew her mother, because her father's easy-going and humble, or her father's tolerance and generosity to her mother, gave her mother the supreme authority at home, which was always the same. Since the mother has already divided the money, there is naturally her reason.

Weiwei reached out and picked up a bank card, Feifei flattened her mouth and picked up a card reluctantly. Yingying approached her mother and said coquettishly:

"Mom, are you tired today? Go take a milk bath. I bought a new bottle of bubble bath today, and it smells really good."

Yingying smiled sweetly at her mother, and Fu Meiling raised her hand and patted her face.

"You are the most sweet, Mom didn't hurt you in vain!"

Fu Meiling thought that Yingying didn't care about the money at all, and a warm feeling rose in her heart.

"I'm going to get the bubble bath."

As Yingying spoke, she picked up the bank card on the coffee table and put it into the pocket of her home skirt. Fu Meiling's just-warmed heart fell into the ice valley again. It is said that talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money. Today is an experience, in the face of money, the biological daughter is just like that!

Sure enough, he is still rich and has distant relatives in the mountains. Only money is the best way to rely. Anything else is nonsense!

Weiwei helped Feifei out of the elevator together, and Feifei was still muttering that her mother had done too much today. She originally wanted to share the money from selling the old house with her mother, but considering that her mother's money was defrauded, and now she needs money to buy a new house, she can't add fuel to the fire. So hold back and say nothing.

"Our mother is too stingy. She sold me and Yingying as commodities for two million, which is not enough, and she has to deduct the money that should be given to us..."

"Sister, don't say anything, the elder brother-in-law is waiting for you outside the door."

"Yeah, I almost forgot that he came to pick me up... oh, how did you know he was here?"

Feifei stopped and stared at Wei Wei, always feeling that Wei Wei and Shen He were very familiar, as if Wei Wei knew many things about Shen He, and it was normal that Wei Wei and Shen He didn't see each other a few times.

Seeing the suspicious look in the elder sister's eyes, Weiwei smiled bitterly. The eldest sister's brain is flexible, but she can't always use it in the right place.

"His parents had dinner at Crock Pot, then he picked them up, and I came over together."

Weiwei didn't want to explain too much either.

"Is that so! So Shen He and his parents made up after quarreling?"

Weiwei was unconvinced. Feifei looked out of the lobby door. In fact, the street lights outside the door were dim, and she couldn't see anything at all.

Shen He saw Weiwei and Feifei coming over, snuffed out the cigarettes that had just been lit, hesitantly put them in his pockets, and greeted them. Feifei smelled the smoke on Shen He's body, frowned and covered her nose and said angrily:

"You said you want to quit smoking, why are you still smoking? How can you not talk about it!"

Feifei's nose is not a nose or an eye, so she turned around and left. The grievances of being thrown by Shen He in the hospital in the morning will also take the opportunity to vent.

"I promise to quit smoking, I just waited anxiously to smoke one to relieve my boredom."

Shen He glanced at Wei Wei awkwardly, caught up with Feifei and asked her to get in the car, and then turned back to ask Wei Wei to get in the car with him.

"No, I can still catch the last subway, you go home quickly."

Weiwei just stood at the place where Shen He stood just now, looking at the five or six cigarette butts that were crushed on the ground. It is estimated that after she left just now, Shen He got out of the car and smoked one by one, which must be full of worries. It seems that Shen He and his parents may not have opened their hearts yet...

At 10:00 in the morning, Shen He turned off the screen of his mobile phone and turned his eyes to the endless darkness outside the window. There was Feifei's slight snoring. Since Feifei became pregnant, the sound of breathing during sleep has become heavier.

Occasionally passing headlights snapped off the canopy and twisted to the other wall, then faded into darkness. The air in the room was a little depressed. The air conditioner blew a constant temperature of 25 degrees, but Shen He felt hot all over.

He simply got up and went to the kitchen to make a cup of strong tea. When he passed his parents' room, he could see a ray of light from under the crack of the door. It's so late and they haven't slept yet?

Standing outside the door of his mother's room, Shen He vaguely heard voices in the room. He suddenly felt that his parents should be talking about his background at this time. After a day of ideological struggle, he still couldn't convince himself to be content with his current identity as Shen He. He should not be surnamed Shen, he can't let the child who is about to be born, like him, can't recognize his ancestors...

"Hehe...hey, our lives are miserable..."

Listening to his mother's voice intermittently aroused Shen He's curiosity even more. He stuck to the door, wanting to hear it more clearly. It may be that Dad Shen didn't close the door well at night, Shen He felt that his movements were already very quiet, or the door opened inward as soon as he put it on the door.

Shen He didn't watch out for a stumble and almost fell into the door.

"Hehe, what's wrong with you?" Mother Shen hurriedly stepped forward to support Shen He.

Father Shen, who was sitting on the head of the bed, also looked at Shen He blankly. Shen He felt that his mind had been pierced, and his face became unnatural.

"Slippers are too slippery... These broken slippers, I have to buy two pairs of non-slip ones tomorrow."

Shen He weighed the glass lid cup in his hand, and the tip of the freshly brewed green tea was like a light ballet dancer, fluttering up and down, left and right.

"Oh, then I will go to the supermarket in the vegetable market with your dad tomorrow to see if there is anything suitable."

Mother Shen noticed the brand new blue and white beach slippers on Shen He's feet, and seemed to understand something. Immediately looking nervously at the photo on the bedside table, Dad Shen also realized something, immediately grabbed an old photo on the bedside table, and hid it under the quilt in a hurry.

Two elderly people in their seventies, like two naughty children at the moment, know that they are doing useless work.

Standing outside the door of his mother's room, Shen He vaguely heard voices in the room. He suddenly felt that his parents should be talking about his background at this time. After a day of ideological struggle, he still couldn't convince himself to be content with his current identity as Shen He. He should not be surnamed Shen, he can't let the child who is about to be born, like him, can't recognize his ancestors...

"Hehe...hey, our lives are miserable..."

Listening to his mother's voice intermittently aroused Shen He's curiosity even more. He stuck to the door, wanting to hear it more clearly. It may be that Dad Shen didn't close the door well at night, Shen He felt that his movements were already very quiet, or the door opened inward as soon as he put it on the door.

Shen He didn't watch out for a stumble and almost fell into the door.

"Hehe, what's wrong with you?" Mother Shen hurriedly stepped forward to support Shen He.

Father Shen, who was sitting on the head of the bed, also looked at Shen He blankly. Shen He felt that his mind had been pierced, and his face became unnatural.

"Slippers are too slippery... These broken slippers, I have to buy two pairs of non-slip ones tomorrow."

Shen He weighed the glass lid cup in his hand, and the tip of the freshly brewed green tea was like a light ballet dancer, fluttering up and down, left and right.

"Oh, then I will go to the supermarket in the vegetable market with your dad tomorrow to see if there is anything suitable."