I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Qingqing ignored Liu Manyin and turned to go to Song Jingzhan's house.

"Everyone, Liu Manyin has divorced my brother, and this house is going to be sold. I'll give you two days to move out."

Tian Tian's face turned pale. "Are you going to force us to death?"

"I'm not trying to force you to death, but you've lost your way. You have to bear the consequences for not educating your children well. If either of them had made progress, you wouldn't be left alone in your old age. I can give you two days because I respect the old and love the young.

After all, if it weren’t for me, my dad would have ended up badly at the hands of your daughter.”

The Liu couple bent down and lowered their heads, "Got it."

The Liu family couple took Liu Zhichen back to their small bungalow in their hometown, where they planted crops and raised chickens. With a little pension, they could live a decent life, if Liu Zhichen didn't make trouble every day.

The Liu couple had always taken good care of Liu Zhichen because he was their son, until later when they were in poor health and could no longer take care of him.

The Liu couple didn't ask anyone for help. They just went out and bought a bottle of pesticide. The three of them drank it and ended their lives on the same day. This is a story for later.

On the other hand, Liu Manyin refused to accept that her face could not be healed and continued to borrow money online for treatment. As a result, her face did not heal and she owed more money due to the interest.

In the end, Liu Manyin's kidney came in handy and was taken a fancy to by a rich man, who was able to pay back the money.

After Song Jingzhan recovered from his injury, he walked with a limp and could not stand or walk for long.

In front of Song Boyuan, Song Qingqing gave the remaining 190 million from the sale of the house to Song Jingzhan, and then took out a stack of documents, "This is the house sale contract, the house is the market price, and this is the cost you spent during this period. If you are sure there is no problem, sign it, and then you can leave."

Song Jingzhan looked at Song Boyuan pleadingly, not wanting the relationship to end like this.

"Take the money and leave. Take your children and move to another small city. The cost of living there is not high, which is good for both you and your children. You have bought pension insurance for eight years, and you can buy another seven years with your own money. It will be a guarantee in the future. Don't contact me anymore."

Song Jingzhan lowered his head, looking pitiful. He didn't speak and didn't move.

Song Qingqing was furious. "Song Jingzhan, don't play any tricks on me. I've been good enough to you. If you don't leave, I'll give half of the 190 million yuan in your hand to my father for his retirement. I even know the password of the bank card in your hand.

If I want to take it, are you sure you can beat me in snatching it? Don't be so ungrateful. Do you want to take 190 million now or 95 later? I'll give you a minute to think about it."

When Song Jingzhan heard that Song Qingqing was going to take away his 95 yuan, he subconsciously clenched his bank card.

Song Jingzhan's little tricks did not escape the eyes of Song Boyuan and his daughter: It is difficult to change one's nature, even if it is difficult for one to change the country. He just wanted to take advantage.

Song Qingqing said sarcastically, "If you hold it again, your bank card will be deformed."

Song Jingzhan's face turned blue and red, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Song Boyuan turned around and went back to the house. "Go away, don't make everyone embarrassed."

Song Qingqing opened the door of her house and said, "Let's go."

Song Jingzhan took Song Shaoyu's hand and limped out of Song Qingqing's house. Song Qingqing closed the door before speaking.

"The doctor said that my dad is old and needs to think less, worry less, and get hurt less. Don't contact him and don't cause him trouble. He is over 30 years old and should handle his own affairs. Don't force me to ignore my dad's face and fight you to the death, pushing you to the brink of death.

Dad is fine, so we still have some face left. Now that Dad is gone, there is nothing to say. If you dare to hurt me, I will pay you back tenfold, remember this." Song Qingqing said, then turned around and reopened the door.

Song Jingzhan knew that Song Qingqing was not lying, and the best relationship between them in this life would be strangers.

Song Jingzhan stood at the door of Song Qingqing's house for ten minutes before turning around and leaving.

After Song Qingqing returned home, she ordered a table of good wine and food online and had it delivered to her door.

After Song Qingqing had set the table, she knocked on Song Boyuan's door and said, "Dad, come out to eat."

Song Boyuan, who had been sitting on the bed thinking about life, finally moved.

Song Qingqing poured the wine and said, "Dad, have a drink with me today, let's not talk about the past, and just look forward to the future.

My daughter, I have something to say to you: your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I will enjoy my own happiness regardless of them. If you follow this in the future, I guarantee that you will become a happy old man. "

Song Boyuan laughed, "Where did you hear that nonsense?"

"Those are all truths that have been proven in practice, not some untrue theories. You can be right if you listen to me. Only when you are happy and joyful can you live to be 99."

……

The father and daughter were drinking and chatting. Song Qingqing used her eloquence to make Song Boyuan smile.

After staying in City N for another month, Song Jingzhan not only failed to find a suitable job, but was also criticized by others, so he took Song Shaoyu to live in a fifth-tier city.

Relying on her professional ability, a little bit of flattery skills and a little bit of luck, Song Qingqing successfully got a job teaching English in the second year of high school. She no longer had to deal with a bunch of little kids who always had a million questions and big kids who always worried about everything.

When Song Qingqing reported to the high school department on the first day, everyone thought she was extremely cute.

Song Qingqing waited and waited, and a wealthy man from Gangcheng and his three wives found her with a Feng Shui master. The wealthy man spent .66 to buy the house and the hill under Song Qingqing's name.

Song Boyuan was listening nearby and was stunned. He didn't even come to his senses after the rich man and the others left.

Song Boyuan twisted his waist fiercely, "Ah...haha...it hurts so much."

"Dad, what are you doing? Really, really."

"Oh my God! When did you pay for that?"

Song Qingqing explained with a smile, "More than a year ago, I heard that a local tycoon was going to build a nursing home there. I wanted to make some money, but after waiting for more than a year, the house was still not demolished. I was afraid you would worry, so I didn't dare to tell you. I was planning to sell it after a while, but I didn't expect it to be spotted by a rich man."

"You are blessed, blessed."

"Dad, your daughter is rich now. Which neighborhood do you want to live in? Pick any one of your own. Let's move to a new house. I'll give you a super big room.

Then I will hire two nannies for you, one to clean and one to cook for you. When I am not available to travel with you, you can take one with you to carry your bags. "

Song Boyuan smiled happily, "No, no, it's not possible to be so extravagant. Dad can live anywhere."

"That won't do. We still have to maintain some style as multi-millionaires."

Song Qingqing took Song Boyuan to choose a new house, and she specially picked a young man who was energetic, handsome and sweet-talking to introduce the house to her.

"Introduce it to my dad in detail and recommend a few more sets. I'll buy it if he's satisfied." Song Qingqing threw Song Baiyuan to the young man to take care of.

The young man immediately turned into a filial son, eating, drinking, playing and chatting with him. He was more filial than his own son and did everything himself. The young man made Song Boyuan smile and feel happy for a whole half month.

Seeing that the young man was so sensible, Song Qingqing bought a small villa worth 800 million yuan that Song Baiyuan liked very much.

In the third month after the rich man and his three wives moved in, they went to the hospital for a check-up and found out that they were all pregnant.

The rich man and his three wives were so happy that each of them transferred 666 million yuan to Song Qingqing.

Song Boyuan was shocked again: "Are all people so willful when they have money?"

Song Qingqing spread her hands and said, "It should be."

Then the father and daughter laughed.