Chapter 40 The Anger of Sang Bancheng

"What happened to Xiaoshan?"

Sang Bancheng frowned, only then did he notice that Lin Xiaoshan had his eyes closed on Lin Heng's back.

"He...today is Qiao Qiao's birthday, and Xiao Shan thinks that the flowers growing in the snow are beautiful, so he wants to pick them off and give them to his sister.

As a result, he never woke up after touching the flower.

Brother, brother, I beg you to help me save Xiaoshan. "

Sang Yuru grabbed the railing and burst into tears, the scene looked like Sang Bancheng visiting the prison.

Lin Qiaoqiao, who lowered her head to the side, had red eyes, and under the mask covering her face, there was a bloodshot slap mark, but there was a weird smile that didn't fit in the corner of her mouth.

What birthday, obviously they felt that the house in the old town was not safe, this time they wanted to play tricks and try their best to live in Sang's house.

As a result, after going downstairs, Lin Xiaoshan ran over to pick the flowers while the husband and wife were not paying attention.

However, she didn't complain about that slap.

After all, she was the one who turned on the voice changer and Lin Xiaoshan in the sweet double row in the game, and deliberately raised her mouth to see the beautiful flowers in the snow. Who would have thought that Lin Xiaoshan would volunteer to pick the flowers.

Besides, Lin Heng and Sang Yuru blocked the community group because they thought those people were noisy.

And she happened to see the news in the group.

Lin Xiaoshan, if only he could never wake up.

Sang Yuru's words turned the face of Sang Bancheng, who didn't know the truth, into a black pot in an instant.

"Just pretend, you think I'm an idiot who doesn't read the news?
If he really touches that flower, why don't you rush to the hospital and try to save him? You still want to enter my house? "

"Brother, you actually said that I was pretending? Xiaoshan really touched the flower and fell into a coma. How could I lie to you? If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself."

Sang Yuru looked at Sang Bancheng's eyes full of injuries, and caught a glimpse of Sang Yu who was standing at the door watching a play, with a gloomy look in her eyes.

It must be her!It must be that little slut who did not know when she poured ecstasy soup on her brother!
"Okay, if you really pick the flowers, go back and prepare for his funeral.

I'm not Hua Tuo alive, I can't save him, so let's go. "

Sang Bancheng felt that the family was really hopeless, so he turned and walked back without hesitation.

What are these things? I can't even find a better excuse to get into his house.

Using your son as a raft to get in is getting more and more stupid.

"Brother! Don't leave, many houses in the old city have collapsed now, you don't want to watch our whole family die, do you?"

Sure enough, as soon as Sang Yuru said this, Sang Bancheng stopped in his tracks.

Watching a play, Sang Yuru continued:
"Brother, I really didn't lie to you, I admit that I wanted to use Xiao Shan's coma to make you pity us and let us live here.

But Xiaoshan really passed out. Our husband and wife planned to send him to the hospital after you promised us to move here. "

Sang Yuru said this sincerely, and she didn't make up any lies.

Sang Bancheng's face became increasingly ugly.

Fortunately, he was a little worried about her when he heard that the houses in the old city had collapsed.

"Sang Yuru, I think you are either really stupid or bad!
Did you not read the news report?Didn't you read the community news?Didn't you receive the SMS notification?Don't you know that you will die if you touch the flower?

If your son really passed out after picking flowers, do you still have that spare time to cry here? "

It was the first time Sang Bancheng lost his temper with his first name, and it was the first time Sang Yuru saw him.

But seeing Sang Bancheng's panicked look, Sang Yuru's heart skipped a beat.

She quickly took out her cell phone from her coat pocket, and when she opened it, she saw the text message she had received a few minutes ago.

In an instant, her face was pale.

Then, she turned around with a ferocious face and pinched Lin Qiaoqiao's neck with both hands.

"Why didn't you say such an important thing, it was all your fault! You bastard! Why didn't you stop Xiaoshan, he is your own brother, how can you watch him die?

Why wasn't you the one touching the flowers, why wasn't you the one who died? "

Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes were red and struggling desperately. Seeing this, Lin Heng quickly grabbed Sang Yuru's hand and pulled her away from Lin Qiaoqiao.

"Sang Yuru! It's said that a tiger's poison doesn't eat its son, so if you can't take care of your son, you won't talk about it. Do you hear what you're talking about?"

Seeing her former sister become what she is now, and saying that kind of words to her own daughter, Sang Bancheng's heart is shattered.

"Brother, don't you still blame you for saying these things? If you didn't want us so cruelly, we would have to live in that broken city and worry about it. Would we beg you today while the snow stopped?
Now my little mountain can't wake up, are you satisfied? "

Her son is her darling, and Sang Yuru would die of regret when she thought of those words in the text message.

He even hated the cruel Sang Bancheng.

"See what you're talking about? My son was unconscious and didn't go to the hospital to see if he could be saved. Now that you know the situation is still going on here, I don't think you're in a hurry.

Lin Xiaoshan is really pitiful, with parents like you who don't take his life seriously. "

Sang Yu watched Sang Bancheng's back suddenly bend a little bit, but still couldn't hold back his voice.

"Yes! Let's go to the hospital, Xiaoshan must be saved! Xiaoshan just touched the flower, he won't die!

Husband, let's go to the hospital right now! "

As if grasping at the last straw, Sang Yuru did not refute Sang Yu, and pulled her husband away.

Lin Qiaoqiao, who had been strangled by the neck, was once again forgotten in place, her hands were tightly clenched, and the hatred in her eyes became more intense.

When she turned to leave, her eyes met Sang Yu's for only a second, and then she turned her head and followed without hesitation.

Watching Lin Qiaoqiao leave, Sang Yu's eyes flickered.

This cheap cousin is probably unusual.

Everyone had forgotten about her who was cowering in the back, but she could see those details clearly.

The joy in his eyes when he knew that Lin Xiaoshan would not wake up after seeing the text message, the hatred in his eyes when he was pinched by Sang Yuru, and the clenched fist when he was just forgotten.

Although the Sang family didn't have much contact with her, they should pay more attention to her in the future.

Looking away, looking at Sang Bancheng with a sad and complicated expression, Sang Yu sighed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Dad, I'm afraid they will come again in the next two days. You should think about how to deal with it."

"Yuyu, Dad is so sad, your aunt was not like this before,
I also want to completely ignore her, but after your grandparents passed away, she is the only family member left in your father's line. "

When he said this, Sang Bancheng's eyes were full of pain and struggle.

He doesn't like Lin Heng, not even the two little ones.

My younger sister has also changed from the innocent and romantic girl in my memory to a fool who only has calculations in her eyes.

He was very disappointed and wished he could slap her a few times to wake her up.

But the only thing is to let go, the blood relationship, how can it be so easy to just give up and give up.

Seeing Sang Bancheng's tangled look, Ye Rou couldn't help feeling distressed, but finally shut up.

 Sorry for being late, it took a lot of time to revise this chapter~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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