Chapter 8: I'm rich

After Shen Sangyu finished speaking, Tongtong looked at her in disbelief.

Shen Sangyu glared back without any hesitation.

After all, there is no law that stipulates that she must give in to the child.

As for quality, what does quality have to do with her, Shen Sangyu?

Tongtong's father passed away when he was young. Whether it was the leaders or the military wives in the compound, they all took good care of him. No one had ever been so cruel to him.

He looked at Shen Sangyu viciously and suddenly cried sharply.

Zhou Xinghua also burst into tears. The mother and son suffered a great injustice.

When Zhou's father saw his daughter and grandson being treated like this, his face immediately darkened: "Get out of here, both of you!"

At this time, Tongtong also shouted: "It was you who took away my uncle Wen..."

Before he finished speaking, Tongtong suddenly sobbed twice.

Zhou Xinghua's face turned pale, and he quickly covered Tongtong's mouth, but it was too late in the end. Everyone heard it clearly.

Tongtong had never seen Shen Sangyu a few times, how could he say the word "robbery"?

If no adults said anything, they would not believe it.

Wen Qingchuan frowned after hearing this, and felt sad.

Tongtong was educated by Zhou Xinghua, what about other people in the compound?

How much grievances has Shen Sangyu suffered in the past three months!

Thinking of this, Wen Qingchuan's expression straightened, and he looked at Tongtong with an extremely serious tone: "Tongtong, I don't care what your mother said to you, but I want to tell you that Shen Sangyu has never robbed anyone. She and I are married wives who have reported to the higher-ups, not the bad woman you said."

Tongtong looked at Wen Qingchuan with her big watery eyes in shock, and suddenly burst into tears: "No! It was she who robbed my uncle, and my uncle will be my father in the future!"

"Tongtong!"

Zhou Xinghua couldn't stop what Tongtong said, and in excitement, he raised his hand high and slapped Tongtong in the face.

Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and then cried non-stop after feeling the burning pain on his face.

Shen Sangyu didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt or even pity for Tongtong.

"Zhou Xinghua, you really have evil intentions. I wonder how long you can keep trying to make excuses!"

Shen Sangyu yelled, wishing that all the passing dogs would come over to take a look.

Seeing that more and more people were around, Shen Sangyu said, "I, Shen Sangyu, was ignorant before, but I definitely have never done anything that is against the law. I am upright and honest. Please help me call the police and let the police investigate!"

Zhou Xinghua saw that Shen Sangyu was serious, and her eyes suddenly became panic.

She originally wanted to grab Shen Sangyu's hand, but she dodged it nimbly.

"Don't call the police!"

Shen Sangyu raised her eyes: "Then do you admit it or not?"

Zhou Xinghua bit her lip, feeling very conflicted.

She didn't expect that Shen Sangyu, who was like an idiot, was so sharp-tongued recently, and she had to call the police to deal with it.

If the police found out, wouldn't she have to go to jail?

Zhou Xinghua saw many people running towards the duty room, and she panicked: "Shen Sangyu, I was wrong, please let me go."

"I can let you go, but you have to prove my innocence to everyone."

Zhou Xinghua's face was ugly, but now that it has come to this, she has no choice but to admit her fault.

Looking at the eyes of all kinds of people around her, Zhou Xinghua felt her face burning.

After hesitating for a long time, she said loudly: "I accidentally pushed you down the stairs because I was jealous of you. I saw that you bled a lot, so... I dare not admit it, Sangyu, it's all my fault, please forgive me." There was a burst

of screams from the crowd.

Zhou Xinghua didn't dare to look at it at all, so he had to lower his head and pretend to be dead.

When Shen Sangyu saw that the other party admitted it, the resentment in her heart suddenly dissipated a little.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking, could it be the resentment left by the original owner before he died?

Shen Sangyu couldn't figure it out, but she looked straight at Zhou Xinghua and said, "Zhou Xinghua, I will not forgive you. In the future, you should take this child and don't show up in front of me again, otherwise next time... you will go to prison."

Zhou Xinghua's eyes were dull, and he was obviously frightened.

Shen Sangyu smiled slightly, and her pale face had a foxy cunning.

There was no surveillance in this era. Things happened a long time ago, and even if the police came, it would be impossible to investigate clearly.

So she was gambling! She was

gambling that Zhou Xinghua didn't have any shame and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and she was gambling that she was afraid that her secret would be discovered by the police.

Shen Sangyu showed a sweet smile and pulled Wen Qingchuan's sleeve: "Wen Qingchuan, let's go home."

Wen Qingchuan said, "Don't panic."

Shen Sangyu was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Wen Qingchuan gave Shen Sangyu a reassuring look, and then said to Zhou Xinghua: "Sangyu's head injury is very serious, so you need to pay for the previous medical expenses and the future nursing expenses."

After that, Wen Qingchuan took out a few medical bills from his clothes: "The total cost now is 50 yuan, and I will have to check again in a few days. I will ask someone to give the bill to you then, as well as Sangyu's two yuan daily nutrition fee..."

After a pause, Wen Qingchuan silently calculated in his mind: "The total is 80 yuan, please give the money to my wife now."

Zhou Xinghua was shocked.

"Qingchuan, I..."

"If you don't give it to me, I will tell your work unit about this until you give it to me."

Wen Qingchuan has no feelings for Zhou Xinghua. The reason why he takes care of her and Tongtong is only because he and Zhuang Youliang are comrades-in-arms.

But now it is his wife who is injured, so these are two different things, and he can tell the difference.

Wen Qingchuan's tone was too tough, and Zhou Xinghua's face went from shock to embarrassment.

Seeing that his daughter was about to cry, Zhou's father said in a cold tone: "Wen Qingchuan, do you have to make things so ugly?"

He kept pressing her step by step. How should her daughter deal with it next?

Wen Qingchuan said nothing, and Zhou's father said again: "Have you forgotten how Zhuang Youliang died? Do you still want to force Xinghua and Tongtong to death now?"

Hearing this, Wen Qingchuan frowned.

Just as he was about to say something, a petite figure suddenly blocked his way.

Looking down, it was Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu put her hands on her waist at this moment, and scolded Zhou's father: "You old man are so unreasonable. Who wants to force her to death? Did you see the gauze on my head? It was your daughter who wanted to kill me. How come it is Wen Qingchuan's fault? Shouldn't we ask you for medical expenses?"

After saying that, Shen Sangyu spread her hands and said: "Pay the money, or I will sit here today and not leave. When someone passes by here, I will say that your daughter is a murderer!"

Zhou's father was so angry that he wanted to drive him away, but he pointed at Shen Sangyu's head and couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Shen Sangyu sat down on the doorstep of the Zhou family: "Then I will tell those uncles that you Zhou family bullied me!"

The original owner was a well-known troublemaker in the compound. Even though her father has passed away, there are still many uncles and aunts who take care of her.

Wen Qingchuan looked at Shen Sangyu, who was pretending to be blind and seemed to be making trouble, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Sangyu was deliberately speaking for him just now.

Zhou's father was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. In the end, he turned around suddenly, and soon, eight ten-yuan bills appeared in front of Shen Sangyu.

"Take the money and go."

Shen Sangyu didn't mind the money. She got up as soon as she got the money: "Wen Qingchuan, let's go."

Wen Qingchuan looked at Shen Sangyu holding his hand, her fingers were slender and smooth like sheep fat. He

nodded slightly: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Lin Hua knew that it would be bad to make a big fuss about this matter, so he waved to the gossipers: "Go away."

The crowd dispersed like birds and beasts in an instant.

After returning to the family compound, Shen Sangyu could feel that everyone was looking at her, but she didn't care.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curled, and she even hummed a song that Wen Qingchuan had never heard before.

It was still early, and Wen Qingchuan saw that Shen Sangyu was in a good mood, so he asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch today?"

Shen Sangyu was not polite: "Let's make some sweet and sour spare ribs."

Wen Qingchuan nodded: "I'll go buy it later."

After that, Wen Qingchuan suddenly went into the study, and when he came out again, he took out a white notebook from the room: "This is for you."