Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

When I went to Xuanfangzhai in the evening, Zhang Hongmeng realized that this was not an ordinary family dinner. The guests on the opposite side had arrived early, and there was also a girl about his age with slender black hair and a long purple dress. Extraordinary elegance and temperament.

The two fathers were trying to ease the atmosphere so that the young people could accept the meal more harmoniously. The girl extended her hand generously and introduced herself, "Lu Menghua is currently working in the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of University D as an attending physician." Not timid.

Zhang Hongmeng shook hands with her with a smile on his face, "Zhang Hongmeng, open a small clinic in an urban village." The very gentleman let go of his hand in less than three seconds.

Hearing him introduce himself like this, Uncle Zhangqiu coughed awkwardly, and asked Sun Yao to ask the waiter to serve the dishes, and chatted while eating, but throughout the whole process, Zhang Hongmeng just ate like a hungry ghost reincarnated, without saying a word. Did not say.

The blind date for a family dinner ended hastily. When leaving, Lu Menghua offered to add contact information, which made Uncle Zhangqiu very pleased. If someone took the initiative, this marriage might be able to continue.

Pushing his son's arm, Zhang Hongmeng asked him to give the phone number quickly and wisely, Zhang Hongmeng chose to back away from each other, smiled sloppily and said, "The phone is out of battery, and I can't remember the number. I will give it to you next time. "It's all said for this sake, Lu Menghua didn't force it, nodded politely, and left with her father.

Uncle Huang sent Sun Yao back first. In the private room, Uncle Zhangqiu slapped the table in a rage, swearing at people like that, ignorant, childish, and self-righteous. The anger on the body.

"I came back just thinking about having dinner together and celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the end, it turned into a blind date. Then have you considered me? Domineering, you choose your hobbies when you are young, and you choose your major when you grow up. Now, mine You also want to choose a marriage partner? Am I a puppet?"

Zhang Hongmeng casually talked about the past when he was restrained. He knew that Uncle Zhangqiu would not understand at all. As expected, he was slapped on the face again. There was a bloody smell in the corner of his mouth. He skillfully took out a few tissues and spat out bloody.

"I'm doing it for your own good. What's your future in that urban village? Open a small clinic, and then what? Marry a migrant woman from the village? That's all your ambition?" Uncle Zhangqiu yelled until his neck turned red. , pointing at him with trembling hands, hating iron for not being steel.

"Dad, for you, standing at the top of the pyramid and owning hundreds of millions of dollars is your ambition. Those who work hard to live the small life you want are useless and incompetent. Then I have nothing to tell you." He got up from the stool he got off, pushed open the door, took a deep breath and said, "Dad, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

The room was silent, the air conditioner kept sending air-conditioning, but Uncle Zhangqiu's forehead was sweating non-stop, he took out the pills in his pocket tremblingly and took one in, and touched the pan in his wallet with tears in his eyes. Huang's photo, "Axiu, I really don't know how to teach anymore."

Dim and colorful lights flashed across his face, and the deafening sound made people feel excited. Zhang Hongmeng sat lazily and drank three glasses of wine in a row. The wound on the corner of his mouth was still aching. Jiang Shou looked at him like this , probably fell out with his father again, sighed and did not speak.

"Handsome guy, invite us to have a glass of wine." Two girls with good figures walked to their booths, Jiang Shou waved them to sit down happily, and the girl with curly hair poured wine into Zhang Hongmeng's glass , before raising the cup, the other party sat up and stared at the phone with piercing eyes.

He Songyu said he went back, so why did he appear in the photos posted by the tenant group?

There is a large supermarket in front of the peninsula community. The Mid-Autumn festival is being held at the entrance. The tenants who haven’t returned home all go there to join in the fun. No, someone in the group is posting pictures of the crowds. Just click on it and see He Songyu is tall. He Songyu's figure was in the mirror. Although the phone's pixels were not high and the focus was not done well, he still recognized He Songyu at a glance.

"Xiao Shou, lend me your car to drive back. I will ask Uncle Huang to drive it back. You can pick up the car at my house tomorrow." Zhang Hongmeng called and asked Uncle Huang to come pick him up, so he picked up the keys on the table Just go out.

"Hey, Hongmeng, where are you going?" Jiang Shou looked confused, scratching his hair and looking at the wine and beautiful women on the table. His young hair is really getting weirder and weirder. Forget it, he can only find other people. Friends out for drinks.

He Songyu didn't know that his lie had been exposed by a photo. He was now in the crowd with his hands folded upright, and the show on the stage was very boring, but he didn't know what else he could do to relieve his anxiety. Can self-digest in a lively crowd.

Teng Changsheng and his wife also came. There was a distance of one meter away from him. Qian Xiaoli's complexion had not fully recovered, and she looked a little tired. When their eyes collided, the other party's eyes were still a little panicked. He Songyu smiled and nodded He turned his eyes away, and he committed an occupational disease again. He rubbed his brows and continued to look at the stage.

I don't know how long it took, from the corner of his eye, he saw Qian Xiaoli saying a few words to her husband and then left silently. This made He Songyu sound the alarm, and slowly followed her across the crowd.

Qian Xiaoli entered the shopping mall and followed the crowd into the elevator. He Songyu watched the elevator go up to the top floor. Hongmeng's call came in.

"Doctor He, didn't you go home? Why..."

"Hongmeng, hurry up and contact Teng Changsheng, come to the top floor of Chiayi Department Store, hurry up" He Songyu didn't wait for his reply, immediately entered the elevator, pressed the floor, and anxiously typed to tell him the worst situation.

Zhang Hongmeng's eyes were so frightened that he stared straight, and quickly found Changsheng's WeChat account on his mobile phone to make a voice call to him, and he himself almost arrived in City D.

Qian Xiaoli opened the unlocked door. There was a strong wind on the roof, which made her a little cold. She walked to the low wall with dim eyes. There was a crowd of people on the other side of the stage, and one of them was her husband. She spoke silently. smiled.

Looking back on my own experience, it seems that nothing particularly good happened. I was born in a poor mountainous area and got married early. Fortunately, Changsheng is an honest person. Difference.

After so many years of marriage, she has never been able to conceive a child. When she went to the hospital for an examination, the doctor said that it was polycystic and it was difficult to conceive. Let her blame herself for not being able to bear children for her husband.

Finally, one day, she started to have morning sickness, bought a pregnancy test stick and found that she was pregnant, and Changsheng’s eyes were filled with tears, so she also cherished herself even more, but who knew what it was ectopic pregnancy, and almost lost half of her life, The doctor said that the second pregnancy is very likely to be the case. After they are pregnant, they must go to the hospital for examination.

Qian Xiaoli is a person who is so afraid of cockroaches that her legs become weak, but she stands on it without hesitation at this moment. If she dies, she will be able to marry another wife without any burden, so that their family can continue the incense. I don't even bother him anymore.

"Qian Xiaoli, don't move"

The passionate voice made her turn around. Is this person Dr. Zhang's friend?The one who brought them mooncakes this morning.

"Xiaoli, calm down and come down first, okay? Why did you choose this method?" He Songyu tried to communicate with her unsteadily. Qian Xiaoli's face was covered with dried tears. She looked at the sky With a full moon, he smiled and said, "Reunion has never belonged to me and brother Changsheng. I don't have the blessing to give him a child, so don't drag him down."

He Songyu quickly analyzed her personality traits, and combined with recent events, he could probably guess what the reason was, so he shook his head and said, "But have you ever thought about it? The surviving Teng Changsheng will be called "Teng Changsheng" by everyone. What's it like?"

Qian Xiaoli's complexion changed, what does this mean?