Chapter 132
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Qingchen is standing in the corridor.
Stand without saying a word.
Looking at the familiar and strange door in front of me.
Because of the aging of the building, the boxes of the electric switch in the corridor have no cover.
In the past, there was always a power failure at home, so we had to keep candles on hand. Once it tripped, my father had to hold the candle outside and push the switch back on.
But it won't happen again.
Qingchen seems to recall everything in the past quickly.
Then he raised his hand and knocked on his own door.
When the door opened, qingguozhong stood in the room with a black face: "you are not in school now. Why are you running back?"
Qingchen asked calmly, "why do you want to sell this house? Have you ever thought about where I live after I sell the house?"
Qingguozhong had never seen his aggressive son, but his momentum dissipated for a moment.
But he soon raised his eyebrows: "this is my house. I can sell it if I want! This house is gone. You can live with your mother! I don't know who has reported me so immorally that he has been squatting in it for so long. I'll tell you, don't come to me at this time! "
"The court awarded me to you," Qingchen said.
"Your mother is rich now," Qing Guozhong said, pulling his neck. "Her house is big now. You can live in her directly."
"Where was the money under my bed yesterday?" Qingchen asked.
"No," Qing Guozhong said, "did your mother give you the money? She doesn't need thousands of yuan now. Go to her and don't look for me in the future! I can't figure out why you should follow me when I divorce your mother! "
Qingchen looked at him and said, "my mother is still paying for living expenses every month at least. What responsibility have you taken?"
When Qing Guozhong heard this, he was not happy: "do you really think that your mother's living expenses are for you? She is for herself
Qingchen was stunned for a moment.
Qingguozhong scolded and said: "do you know why she doesn't directly transfer the living expenses to you? We have agreed that she must call me your monthly living expenses before I agree to divorce her. Otherwise, she can't get divorced even if I get into trouble with her in the end of time!"
"I see," Qingchen sighed.
Qingguozhong continued: "now that she has a good financial condition, if you give her several thousand yuan, do you think she is better than me? She's not a good person, either! I've sold this house, and I'll save some money for you to go to college in the future! "
Only Qingchen knew that the thousands of yuan were earned by himself, not by his mother Zhang Wanfang.
Therefore, Zhang Wanfang did not give him any extra gifts beyond the divorce agreement.
What Qing Guozhong said about leaving money for him to go to university is just a lie.
In this world, the words of gamblers can't be believed.
At this moment, life in front of Qingchen shows the most ferocious side.
The bloody, ugly side.
Under the abyss, it seems that there are countless pairs of dark hands to drag the youth down, endless.
Qingchen looked up at qingguozhong, and the endless tearing of his heart suddenly stopped at this moment.
"You sell the house, there will be no father son relationship in the future," Qingchen said and turned out of the corridor.
Jiang Xue in the next room wants to rush out and denounce qingguozhong several times. She wants to hold Qingchen for comfort several times. But she remembers what Qingchen told her: don't be remembered by qingguozhong. After the house is sold, he won't come here again. But if he knows that Aunt Jiang Xue has a good relationship with me, he will even come to borrow money from you in the future.
Therefore, Qingchen is to cut off all relations, rather than continue to tangle.
Qingguozhong didn't keep Qingchen behind him. Instead, he said to the intermediary, "see, the matter has been solved. You call the client who is willing to pay to the housing authority. Today, you will go through the formalities and let him pay the full amount!"
Qingchen goes to the Xingju road and looks at the traffic coming and going.
The uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside is turning on the stove, holding each sweet potato to see if it is soft.
A middle-aged man passed him by on the phone, saying that he would work overtime tonight and would not go home for dinner.
No.46 bus slowly stops in front of the stop sign. The driver is bored waiting for the passengers to get off. The passengers sitting on the bus look out of the window aimlessly.
But these have nothing to do with Qingchen.
He felt that the whole world was filled with a strange sense of alienation.
The mobile phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Zhang Wanfang's call.
Qingchen then said, "hello?"
Zhang Wanfang said: "Xiaochen, my mother is on a business trip this weekend, so I won't visit you..."
Qingchen hung up and put Zhang Wanfang's and Qing Guozhong's phones on the blacklist. Wechat also blacklisted and deleted them.
After a while, Jiang Xue chased out. She held Qingchen's hand and asked, "Xiaochen... Are you ok?"
Qingchen smiles: "it's not so difficult to let go of the past, but I have one more thing to do."
……
It's near midnight.
Qingguozhong hummed a little song and walked under the yellow street lamp. He drank some wine and was in a good mood.
He was carrying a plastic bag with tens of thousands of yuan in it. In one hand, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed out: "Hello, Lao Zhang, where are you playing cards? Are you short of people? Do you know what you say? I have money. I just sold my house today, and I'm going to lose your underpants!"
"OK, OK, I'm nearby. You wait and I'll be there in a minute..."
Qingguozhong goes on.
At this time, he seemed to feel something wrong and suddenly looked back.
However, there was no one on the path behind him. Only stray cats were shuttling between the green belts in the empty midnight street.
Qingguozhong smiles, thinking that he is really suspicious.
"Maybe I'm afraid of squatting in the detention center. If I know who reported it, I'll give him a discount!" Qingguozhong said to himself.
With that, he turned two blocks and got into a residential building.
After waiting for him to go in, Qingchen came out from the shadow of the building in the community.
"Hello, 110? I want to report that there are people gathering at room 101, door 3, building 7 of Luoyin family home to gamble, with a huge amount of money, "Qingchen said with a mobile phone:" well, yes, there are more than three people gathering, with a gambling capital of more than 50000, which is enough to file a case for prosecution. Don't worry. They can't run away. "
Hang up the phone, Qingchen also walked into the corridor.
To be honest, when learning tracking skills and combat skills, Qing Chen never thought that he would use those high-end skills in such a place.
I don't know what kind of expression Ye Ma will have when she hears about it.
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Qingchen is standing in the corridor.
Stand without saying a word.
Looking at the familiar and strange door in front of me.
Because of the aging of the building, the boxes of the electric switch in the corridor have no cover.
In the past, there was always a power failure at home, so we had to keep candles on hand. Once it tripped, my father had to hold the candle outside and push the switch back on.
But it won't happen again.
Qingchen seems to recall everything in the past quickly.
Then he raised his hand and knocked on his own door.
When the door opened, qingguozhong stood in the room with a black face: "you are not in school now. Why are you running back?"
Qingchen asked calmly, "why do you want to sell this house? Have you ever thought about where I live after I sell the house?"
Qingguozhong had never seen his aggressive son, but his momentum dissipated for a moment.
But he soon raised his eyebrows: "this is my house. I can sell it if I want! This house is gone. You can live with your mother! I don't know who has reported me so immorally that he has been squatting in it for so long. I'll tell you, don't come to me at this time! "
"The court awarded me to you," Qingchen said.
"Your mother is rich now," Qing Guozhong said, pulling his neck. "Her house is big now. You can live in her directly."
"Where was the money under my bed yesterday?" Qingchen asked.
"No," Qing Guozhong said, "did your mother give you the money? She doesn't need thousands of yuan now. Go to her and don't look for me in the future! I can't figure out why you should follow me when I divorce your mother! "
Qingchen looked at him and said, "my mother is still paying for living expenses every month at least. What responsibility have you taken?"
When Qing Guozhong heard this, he was not happy: "do you really think that your mother's living expenses are for you? She is for herself
Qingchen was stunned for a moment.
Qingguozhong scolded and said: "do you know why she doesn't directly transfer the living expenses to you? We have agreed that she must call me your monthly living expenses before I agree to divorce her. Otherwise, she can't get divorced even if I get into trouble with her in the end of time!"
"I see," Qingchen sighed.
Qingguozhong continued: "now that she has a good financial condition, if you give her several thousand yuan, do you think she is better than me? She's not a good person, either! I've sold this house, and I'll save some money for you to go to college in the future! "
Only Qingchen knew that the thousands of yuan were earned by himself, not by his mother Zhang Wanfang.
Therefore, Zhang Wanfang did not give him any extra gifts beyond the divorce agreement.
What Qing Guozhong said about leaving money for him to go to university is just a lie.
In this world, the words of gamblers can't be believed.
At this moment, life in front of Qingchen shows the most ferocious side.
The bloody, ugly side.
Under the abyss, it seems that there are countless pairs of dark hands to drag the youth down, endless.
Qingchen looked up at qingguozhong, and the endless tearing of his heart suddenly stopped at this moment.
"You sell the house, there will be no father son relationship in the future," Qingchen said and turned out of the corridor.
Jiang Xue in the next room wants to rush out and denounce qingguozhong several times. She wants to hold Qingchen for comfort several times. But she remembers what Qingchen told her: don't be remembered by qingguozhong. After the house is sold, he won't come here again. But if he knows that Aunt Jiang Xue has a good relationship with me, he will even come to borrow money from you in the future.
Therefore, Qingchen is to cut off all relations, rather than continue to tangle.
Qingguozhong didn't keep Qingchen behind him. Instead, he said to the intermediary, "see, the matter has been solved. You call the client who is willing to pay to the housing authority. Today, you will go through the formalities and let him pay the full amount!"
Qingchen goes to the Xingju road and looks at the traffic coming and going.
The uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside is turning on the stove, holding each sweet potato to see if it is soft.
A middle-aged man passed him by on the phone, saying that he would work overtime tonight and would not go home for dinner.
No.46 bus slowly stops in front of the stop sign. The driver is bored waiting for the passengers to get off. The passengers sitting on the bus look out of the window aimlessly.
But these have nothing to do with Qingchen.
He felt that the whole world was filled with a strange sense of alienation.
The mobile phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Zhang Wanfang's call.
Qingchen then said, "hello?"
Zhang Wanfang said: "Xiaochen, my mother is on a business trip this weekend, so I won't visit you..."
Qingchen hung up and put Zhang Wanfang's and Qing Guozhong's phones on the blacklist. Wechat also blacklisted and deleted them.
After a while, Jiang Xue chased out. She held Qingchen's hand and asked, "Xiaochen... Are you ok?"
Qingchen smiles: "it's not so difficult to let go of the past, but I have one more thing to do."
……
It's near midnight.
Qingguozhong hummed a little song and walked under the yellow street lamp. He drank some wine and was in a good mood.
He was carrying a plastic bag with tens of thousands of yuan in it. In one hand, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed out: "Hello, Lao Zhang, where are you playing cards? Are you short of people? Do you know what you say? I have money. I just sold my house today, and I'm going to lose your underpants!"
"OK, OK, I'm nearby. You wait and I'll be there in a minute..."
Qingguozhong goes on.
At this time, he seemed to feel something wrong and suddenly looked back.
However, there was no one on the path behind him. Only stray cats were shuttling between the green belts in the empty midnight street.
Qingguozhong smiles, thinking that he is really suspicious.
"Maybe I'm afraid of squatting in the detention center. If I know who reported it, I'll give him a discount!" Qingguozhong said to himself.
With that, he turned two blocks and got into a residential building.
After waiting for him to go in, Qingchen came out from the shadow of the building in the community.
"Hello, 110? I want to report that there are people gathering at room 101, door 3, building 7 of Luoyin family home to gamble, with a huge amount of money, "Qingchen said with a mobile phone:" well, yes, there are more than three people gathering, with a gambling capital of more than 50000, which is enough to file a case for prosecution. Don't worry. They can't run away. "
Hang up the phone, Qingchen also walked into the corridor.
To be honest, when learning tracking skills and combat skills, Qing Chen never thought that he would use those high-end skills in such a place.
I don't know what kind of expression Ye Ma will have when she hears about it.
Qingchen is standing in the corridor.Stand without saying a word.Looking at the familiar and strange door in front of me.Because of the aging of the building, the boxes of the electric switch in the corridor have no cover.In the past, there was always a power failure at home, so we had to keep candles on hand. Once it tripped, my father had to hold the candle outside and push the switch back on.But it won't happen again.Qingchen seems to recall everything in the past quickly.Then he raised his hand and knocked on his own door.When the door opened, qingguozhong stood in the room with a black face: "you are not in school now. Why are you running back?"Qingchen asked calmly, "why do you want to sell this house? Have you ever thought about where I live after I sell the house?"Qingguozhong had never seen his aggressive son, but his momentum dissipated for a moment.But he soon raised his eyebrows: "this is my house. I can sell it if I want! This house is gone. You can live with your mother! I don't know who has reported me so immorally that he has been squatting in it for so long. I'll tell you, don't come to me at this time! ""The court awarded me to you," Qingchen said."Your mother is rich now," Qing Guozhong said, pulling his neck. "Her house is big now. You can live in her directly.""Where was the money under my bed yesterday?" Qingchen asked."No," Qing Guozhong said, "did your mother give you the money? She doesn't need thousands of yuan now. Go to her and don't look for me in the future! I can't figure out why you should follow me when I divorce your mother! "Qingchen looked at him and said, "my mother is still paying for living expenses every month at least. What responsibility have you taken?"When Qing Guozhong heard this, he was not happy: "do you really think that your mother's living expenses are for you? She is for herselfQingchen was stunned for a moment.Qingguozhong scolded and said: "do you know why she doesn't directly transfer the living expenses to you? We have agreed that she must call me your monthly living expenses before I agree to divorce her. Otherwise, she can't get divorced even if I get into trouble with her in the end of time!""I see," Qingchen sighed.Qingguozhong continued: "now that she has a good financial condition, if you give her several thousand yuan, do you think she is better than me? She's not a good person, either! I've sold this house, and I'll save some money for you to go to college in the future! "Only Qingchen knew that the thousands of yuan were earned by himself, not by his mother Zhang Wanfang.Therefore, Zhang Wanfang did not give him any extra gifts beyond the divorce agreement.What Qing Guozhong said about leaving money for him to go to university is just a lie.In this world, the words of gamblers can't be believed.At this moment, life in front of Qingchen shows the most ferocious side.The bloody, ugly side.Under the abyss, it seems that there are countless pairs of dark hands to drag the youth down, endless.Qingchen looked up at qingguozhong, and the endless tearing of his heart suddenly stopped at this moment."You sell the house, there will be no father son relationship in the future," Qingchen said and turned out of the corridor.Jiang Xue in the next room wants to rush out and denounce qingguozhong several times. She wants to hold Qingchen for comfort several times. But she remembers what Qingchen told her: don't be remembered by qingguozhong. After the house is sold, he won't come here again. But if he knows that Aunt Jiang Xue has a good relationship with me, he will even come to borrow money from you in the future.Therefore, Qingchen is to cut off all relations, rather than continue to tangle.Qingguozhong didn't keep Qingchen behind him. Instead, he said to the intermediary, "see, the matter has been solved. You call the client who is willing to pay to the housing authority. Today, you will go through the formalities and let him pay the full amount!"Qingchen goes to the Xingju road and looks at the traffic coming and going.The uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside is turning on the stove, holding each sweet potato to see if it is soft.A middle-aged man passed him by on the phone, saying that he would work overtime tonight and would not go home for dinner.No.46 bus slowly stops in front of the stop sign. The driver is bored waiting for the passengers to get off. The passengers sitting on the bus look out of the window aimlessly.But these have nothing to do with Qingchen.He felt that the whole world was filled with a strange sense of alienation.The mobile phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Zhang Wanfang's call.Qingchen then said, "hello?"Zhang Wanfang said: "Xiaochen, my mother is on a business trip this weekend, so I won't visit you..."Qingchen hung up and put Zhang Wanfang's and Qing Guozhong's phones on the blacklist. Wechat also blacklisted and deleted them.After a while, Jiang Xue chased out. She held Qingchen's hand and asked, "Xiaochen... Are you ok?"Qingchen smiles: "it's not so difficult to let go of the past, but I have one more thing to do."It's near midnight.Qingguozhong hummed a little song and walked under the yellow street lamp. He drank some wine and was in a good mood.He was carrying a plastic bag with tens of thousands of yuan in it. In one hand, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed out: "Hello, Lao Zhang, where are you playing cards? Are you short of people? Do you know what you say? I have money. I just sold my house today, and I'm going to lose your underpants!""OK, OK, I'm nearby. You wait and I'll be there in a minute..."Qingguozhong goes on.At this time, he seemed to feel something wrong and suddenly looked back.However, there was no one on the path behind him. Only stray cats were shuttling between the green belts in the empty midnight street.Qingguozhong smiles, thinking that he is really suspicious."Maybe I'm afraid of squatting in the detention center. If I know who reported it, I'll give him a discount!" Qingguozhong said to himself.With that, he turned two blocks and got into a residential building.After waiting for him to go in, Qingchen came out from the shadow of the building in the community."Hello, 110? I want to report that there are people gathering at room 101, door 3, building 7 of Luoyin family home to gamble, with a huge amount of money, "Qingchen said with a mobile phone:" well, yes, there are more than three people gathering, with a gambling capital of more than 50000, which is enough to file a case for prosecution. Don't worry. They can't run away. "Hang up the phone, Qingchen also walked into the corridor.To be honest, when learning tracking skills and combat skills, Qing Chen never thought that he would use those high-end skills in such a place.I don't know what kind of expression Ye Ma will have when she hears about it.
