I still love you

For a moment, it was like thunder on Nian's head at the beginning of summer.

Boom and boom, just short circuited her brain.

Really, it's all right.

The number on the lottery ticket and the grand prize number on TV are all right.

Early summer Nian's eyes were full of tears, some incredible and some suspicious.

She only felt that the lottery tickets in her hands were extraordinarily precipitated, as if she were carrying rare treasures in the world.

"It's really a grand prize, it's really a grand prize of 50 million!"

Leng Jiting took the lottery ticket and followed the number again: "let me see."

At the beginning of summer, Nian stood in place, his eyes were distracted, "but how could it be this number?"

The number of winning the grand prize in this life is completely different from that in the previous life. Although the difference is small, it is only a number, but there is still a difference.

It's different. The grand prize appears in her hand.

She frowned slightly. Is it because she was reborn and involved in many things in this life, so she had a butterfly effect and changed the previous track?

So the lottery prize has changed this time?

Anyway, what has changed now is a good thing for her.

It can change the situation of the previous life, which shows that there is a great possibility that what happened in the previous life will not happen again.

Leng Jiting's face changed and showed a little seriousness: "who bought this lottery?"

The little guy raised his little hand and hesitated, "I, it's me."

He was stunned, holding the lottery ticket in his hand. Who would believe that such a huge amount of lottery ticket would be bought by a three-year-old child.

Moreover, this series of figures are all said by a three-year-old child. Coincidentally, this string of numbers is just the number of the grand prize.

What a coincidence, isn't it? All this seems as if we have already known the answer.

"How did you think of this string of numbers? Just the number of the grand prize? "

The little guy scratched his head and shook his head: "I, yes, root, according to, Mommy, give, give, number, buy, buy. Just changed, the last, the last number. 1、 One is me, my, lucky, numbers. "

Leng Jiting instantly locked his suspicious eyes on Xia chunian: "how do you specifically say the same number as the number of lottery awards?"

All this seems accidental, but there are a lot of fishy, suspicious fishy.

At the beginning of summer, Nian was a little guilty and avoided his eyes. What would she say? Can you tell him directly that she has lived a lifetime and is now reborn?

So in the last life, she remembered this string of grand prize numbers?

If you say such absurd words, it is estimated that Leng Jiting sent her to the mental hospital as a neuropathy?

Thinking of the mental hospital, she couldn't help shivering.

In the last life, she was locked up in a mental hospital. There were no people or ghosts tortured. She was very afraid and had a great resistance to the mental hospital.

"Of course I guess casually." She then answered.

The light in Leng Jiting's eyes not only didn't disperse, but condensed more and more.

"Just guess? You can guess all the numbers casually, woman. You really make me more and more curious. "

At the beginning of summer, Nian grabbed the lottery ticket from him. Then she coughed and sat back beside Xia Yuchen.

"Anyway, the lottery has just come, 50 million, which is enough to solve my urgent need."

She looked at Leng Jiting, "so, second young master, you don't have to lower your own quality of life for me."

She took a deep breath and looked at the lottery ticket in her hand.

Now, she has 50 million lottery tickets, which can really solve the problem that has been bothering her recently.

But now, there is a new problem.

"Xiaochen, you bought this lottery ticket, so you have the right to dominate. Of course, you can choose to use the money to do what you want. "

Her education has always been to let the child decide everything. Of course, as a mother, she can remind and give advice on whether it is good or bad and guide him.

But she still hopes that the child can make up his mind about everything.

Without the slightest hesitation, the little guy pushed the lottery back into her hand.

"Mommy, this, this money, you, you need it. Xiaochen, no, give it all to Mommy! "

His eyes are full of bright light. He grew up in a rich family and has no concept of money.

Fifty million, he also knows, a lot, but he will read it all to the beginning of summer without hesitation.

Because she is Mommy, his favorite Mommy.

The more Xia Yuchen is like this, the more sensible he is. The more suffering and pain he feels in his heart at the beginning of summer.

She squatted in front of him and gently rubbed his head.

"Xiaochen, do you know? The $50 million is really crucial. With this money, your mother can send you to the best noble college and receive the best education. But at the same time, this money can also save uncle Wen's company and home. "

Her eyes were full of hesitation, which was here.

Fifty million, on the one hand is her favorite son, on the other hand, is the person she owes most.

It's hard for both sides to make a choice, but now she has to make a choice.

The little guy stretched out his little hand and grasped the woman's finger tightly.

His little face was much less timid, and a little more firm and serious.

"Mommy, don't worry about me. Xiaochen, what does Chen go to, school, school, all right. Xiaochen promised, promised Mommy, no matter where, school, school, will, good, good, study. So, Mommy, go and help those who really need help! "

Xia Yuchen's small mouth opened and closed, and his face was already red.

"Wen, uncle, I need this money more than I do."

Although he is still a small child, he has a very mature and sensible mind under the good education in early summer.

At such a young age, I know how to sacrifice myself and consider others.

At the beginning of summer, it seemed that she could no longer collapse, and her mood was out of control in an instant.

She opened her arms and tightly embraced the little man in front of her.

Tears are like broken pearls, falling down one by one.

"Xiaochen, thank you. Thank you very much. You've been wronged. Mom will make it up to you in the future. In the future, you will never be wronged again. "

The little guy's little hand patted on her back and wiped the tears off her face.

"Mommy, Xiaochen, don't feel wronged at all. Yes, I can help, help, Mommy, uncle Wen, Xiaochen, really, very happy. "

All along, he has been watching Mommy being bullied at Xia's house. He can't do what he wants to do. He really hopes he can do something.

Now, he finally helped Mommy, so he was really happy.