My Daughter Unplugged My Oxygen Tube

Qin Mengying didn't want to answer this question at all, her heart was messed up.

That's because what Lin Chuan has done in the past two days has given her the slightest hope.

But she was afraid that Lin Chuan was just pretending, and she would turn back to the past when she turned her head.

But no matter what, it is impossible for her to be with Sun Danian.

If Lin Chuan is good, she will live. If Lin Chuan does not change, she will die.

This idea is not a day or two.

Just then, the door rang.

Sun Danian carried a roast chicken and two bottles of white wine, and walked into the yard with a smile on his face.

Qin Zhensheng's deep face finally showed a smile.

"It's New Year's Eve, sit down!"

Sun Danian took a peek at Qin Mengying, and there were ripples of joy in his heart.

However, Qin Mengying was as expressionless to him as ever.

She didn't bother Sun Danian, but she didn't like it either. She didn't feel anything about this stupid man at all.

That is, Qin Zhensheng and Mrs. Zhang felt that Sun Danian seemed to be a good match for her.

Qin Mengying still gave him a bench.

Sun Danian put the things on the table, and laughed stupidly: "I see that brother didn't eat, I bought a roast chicken and two bottles of wine, and you didn't eat it, right? This roast chicken is very good, 10 One dollar!"

Qin Zhensheng immediately complained: "Come here as soon as you come, what are you spending the money for? Mengying, go get the tableware, I'll have a drink with Da Nian!"

Qin Mengying looked at the door and said softly, "Lin Chuan has also gone to buy vegetables, wait for him for a while!"

In a word, Qin Zhensheng was angered.

He slammed the table and said angrily: "He's a fart, let me wait for him? Go get the bowls and chopsticks immediately, let's eat first!"

Qin Mengying's heart skipped a beat, so she could only prepare tableware and wine glasses.

At this moment, Lin Chuan had already bought the vegetables and happened to pass by the tailor shop in the town.

He picked up the curtain and walked into the room with a smile.

Yu Meiling, who was pedaling on the sewing machine, shook her fashionable wavy hair and saw that it was Lin Chuan, and a smile floated across her delicate and charming eyes.

Then he said carelessly: "What kind of wind blows you here? You know that I haven't eaten, so you bought me so much delicious food? Why don't you pay me back first when you have money?"

In Lin Chuan's past life memory, the impression of Meiling is very deep.

They are classmates. In junior high school, Yu Meiling was interested in Lin Chuan.

It's just that Lin Chuan prefers Qin Mengying, who has a graceful personality.

For so many years, Yu Meiling has been living by herself, opening this tailor shop and doing odd jobs for people to live.

Lin Chuan knew that she had always liked her. In her previous life, she would often take money from her to gamble badly.

I owe her a lot.

Thinking of this, an indifferent smile appeared on Lin Chuan's confident cheek.

"I bought this for my uncle. I'm here this time to ask you, if you can make clothes, how much can you make in a day?"

Yu Meiling frowned.

Did he drink too much or was he stupid?

Every time I come here, every sentence is inseparable from money, why did I suddenly ask such a question this time?

But Yu Meiling still smiled and said, "If you have the whole set, you can make five sets. The clothes are slow and the pants are fast. What's the matter? You found out with your conscience and want to make clothes for your Qin Mengying?"

Lin Chuan didn't hear what she said.

Because he was thinking about it in his heart, it was a bit slow to do this, it would be better if it was faster.

Thinking of this, Lin Chuan laughed and said, "I'll go back first, you're busy!"

After saying that, Lin Chuan turned around and left.

Yu Meiling glared at him fiercely and complained, "Just leave when you come, play with me? Damn it!"

Lin Chuan pondered as he walked.

Reborn now, full of money-making memories and technologies that are decades ahead of this time.

But now he is still empty-handed. Only by earning the initial capital at the fastest speed can he rapidly develop his business empire and give his family the best life guarantee.

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard a child crying in front of me.

Taking a closer look, Lin Chuan was instantly blown away.

Several children were bullying Lin Wanyu, as if they were going to steal Lin Wanyu's money.

Lin Wanyu clutched her pocket tightly and stared fiercely at the children who bullied her with red eyes.

At this moment, a fat man shouted: "Lin Wanyu, your father is a lousy person, a gambler, an alcoholic, you see you are still wearing ragged shoes, your whole family wears ragged shoes, and your money is dirty. !"

The other children followed suit and shouted, "Wear the shoes, wear the shoes!"

Lin Wanyu's young heart was already occupied by anger and inferiority.

She couldn't bear the laughter and scolding of those children, so she raised her hand and slapped Fatty in the mouth.

He even screamed angrily: "My dad is not a gambler or an alcoholic, I forbid you to say my dad!"

With his backhand, Little Fatty pushed Lin Wanyu to the ground, and grabbed a handful of mud to raise it in Lin Wanyu's face.

"I think you dare!"

Lin Chuan shouted angrily.

When these children saw Lin Chuan's vicious expression, they were so frightened that they ran away.

Lin Chuan ran over to help Lin Wanyu up, and while brushing the dust on her clothes, she asked distressedly, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Lin Wanyu saw the wine and vegetables in Lin Chuan's hand and thought he was going to drink again.

If she drinks too much, she will beat her and her mother.

Angrily, Lin Wanyu pushed Lin Chuan hard and ran to the school crying.

"Wan Yu!"

"I hate you!"

Lin Wanyu didn't look back, Lin Chuan watched Lin Wanyu wipe away her tears, her heart split open.

At this moment, that little chubby father, Yang Tusheng, a pork seller in the town, with a body of more than 200 catties, pressed down in front of Lin Chuan like a mountain, without saying a word, he grabbed Lin Chuan's collar. .

In the other hand, he also held a bright butcher knife.

That fat, trembling, oily face would explode if squeezed by anger.

He said fiercely: "Lin Chuan, you dare to beat my son, you don't want to live, do you? I want you to kneel for my son, or I will kill you today!"

Lin Chuan was feeling uncomfortable and didn't want to talk to him at all.

He just glanced at Yang Tusheng disdainfully, and said coldly, "Get rid of it!"

Yang Tusheng pushed his nose on his face.

I think Lin Chuan is just a useless person who only has the ability to deal with his wife and children.

How dare you play it by yourself?

He immediately put the pig-killing knife on Lin Chuan's neck, and said with gnashing teeth, "I won't let go, what can you do? You look at your trashy look, why are you acting like a jerk?

If you don't kneel down for my son today, I will kill you. Believe it or not? "

More and more people gathered around.

When he saw that Lin Chuan was fighting with Yang Tusheng, the roar rang out.

"Lin Chuan, do you dare to punch him? If you punch him, I'll give you a dime and let you gamble!"

"Why do you hold Lin Chuan so high? Who else could he beat besides his wife?"

"Lin Chuan is disgusting when I look at him so much, native, what else do you think, hit him a fool, hit him!"