bookcurios Chapter 200: The sister who was cheated in her life decided to fight back (1)
Chapter 200: The sister who was cheated in her life decided to fight back (1)
Song Miaomiao gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingqing, don't push your luck."
"Song Miaomiao, don't be greedy. Everything in the house belongs to me half. Don't push your luck. I'm going to return this to you."
Song Miaomiao: "..." If my parents hadn't passed away suddenly, everything in the house would have nothing to do with you. It's all mine. When I get the house, I will never tolerate you.
On the other side, in the hospital, Xu Shan scolded Xu Jinhong for half an hour. Xu Shan said he was stupid, brainless, and that he had hurt himself and made him lose face. He said that if he was a few years older, he would go to jail for taking so much money from others...
Xu Jinhong said nothing and let Xu Shan scold him.
Li Liye finally persuaded Xu Shan to leave. When she looked up, she saw Xu Jinhong staring at her, with a question in his eyes: why?
Li Liye said the excuse she had already thought of, "I'm sorry, son, that money was won by mom from gambling. If the police knew about it, mom would definitely be arrested for such a large amount.
And you know that your father hates others gambling the most. If your father knew that I gambled secretly, he would divorce me. Mom dare not tell anyone. "
Li Liye lowered her head in guilt as she spoke, "Mom didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. I can only go with the flow. Mom really knows she was wrong. I will never gamble again. Don't tell anyone about this. Mom doesn't want to divorce your dad."
Xu Jinhong sighed inwardly and finally nodded.
Xu Jinhong's eyes were dazed: I am so lucky to be with Song Qingqing, this matter is not over yet. Song Qingqing, you hurt me so badly, when I get better, I will make you pay.
The affairs of the Song family spread like wildfire in the neighborhood. Although no one said it openly, everyone thought in their hearts that Song Miaomiao and Xu Jinhong were bad people and were too cunning.
Aunt Wang, who was several kilometers away, was typing on her cell phone, her face excited and thrilled. She didn't feel tired even after three hours.
Aunt Wang, who was fighting hard in the community group at this moment, regretted that she had missed such a wonderful show. Now she could only chase after others and ask about the process and details.
Aunt Wang now wants to move back home to enjoy the melons, but someone just died upstairs, and she doesn't dare to go back. She is so conflicted and miserable.
Aunt Wang’s grandson: “Dad, is my grandma addicted to the Internet?” Go and take care of it. She’s even worse than me. You don’t even dare to say a word and treat her differently.
Aunt Wang's son didn't even raise his eyelids, "Your grandma is busy with work." That's my mother, you are my son, how can you be the same? I can scold you, but I can't scold her, it's good enough that she doesn't scold me.
As soon as Aunt Wang's son finished speaking, Aunt Wang, who already knew what had happened, immediately threw away her phone and shared the affairs of the Song family with her son for a full hour.
Aunt Wang's son complained about her gossip, but when it came to listening to the gossip, he was more active than anyone else and even made a few comments.
"Son, why don't you stay there with me for a few days? Add some Yang energy to the house and come back. Then I won't be afraid."
Aunt Wang’s son: “…” In order to listen to gossip, you actually let your own son absorb negative energy. OK, OK, OK, you really are my real mother.
In the end, Aunt Wang's son accompanied her back to the house to protect the house. Fearing that it might affect the children, he did not let his wife and children go.
As soon as Song Qingqing came back, she found that her room had been ransacked. Song Qingqing went to Song Miaomiao's room, grabbed her collar and threw her off the bed.
Song Miaomiao's injury had not healed yet. After falling, she gasped in pain, "Song Qingqing, what are you crazy about?"
"What's wrong with you? Why are you searching my room? Who allowed you to go in?"
"Whoever flipped it, don't talk nonsense."
"Why are you pretending when there are only two of us at home? No one is watching your performance?"
"Where are my parents' death certificates and the household registration book? Bring them to me. Don't lose such important things."
"What about the property certificate? Why did you hide it? I own half of this house."
"My parents have already transferred the house to me, so it's mine. My parents said they would keep someone to be their son-in-law, and they said they would keep me, so of course the house is mine."
"Why don't I remember them saying that? Take out the property deed and let me see if it's in your name."
"If I don't give it to you, why should I show it to you?"
"If you don't show it to me, it means you are guilty. Dad's name is on the property certificate. I'm telling you, I've been to the Housing Authority today. Don't try to quibble. You want to keep both the money and the house for yourself. You are such a stubborn person."
"My parents said they would leave the house to me."
"I don't know and I don't admit it. I only know that I own half of this house. Tomorrow you bring the property certificate and I'll bring the death certificate and household registration booklet, and we'll transfer the house to our names." If I didn't have to transfer the ownership first before I could sell it, I really wanted to sell it directly.
"Don't think about it."
"Don't force me to call the police. No matter what you say, I own half of this house."
"My parents told me that it was given to me, but you still snatched it away. Are you worthy of them?"
"More than you deserve it. They also said they would give me a house. You are so great and generous. Why don't you give it up? I am a stingy person. I need a house."
"You... why have you become so unreasonable?"
"Because I know that kind people are often bullied. You treated me like an idiot and still expected me to be nice to you. If I don't fight for it, I will have nothing. You forced me to do this. From now on, I will never give up anything that belongs to me."
Song Qingqing slammed the blank signature paper on the table. "When you asked me to sign a blank paper, were you planning to take the house?"
A look of panic flashed across Song Miaomiao's face.
Song Qingqing: “…” The reaction was very good. She found another reason to beat someone up, and it could make Song Miaomiao even more famous.
Song Qingqing slapped him hard, "I let you lie to me again, I let you lie to me again, a dog will never change its nature."
Song Miaomiao's shouts and cries could be heard from far away, "Ah... wuwuwu..."
Aunt Wang downstairs ran to the balcony with her bowl of rice, stretched her neck to listen, and her son followed her.
When Aunt Wang heard that a neighbor was going to Song Qingqing's house, she also opened the door and went upstairs.
Before leaving, Auntie Wang stopped her son and said, "I am an old lady and I don't work, so I can join in the fun and gossip a little. But why are you, a grown man, joining in the fun? Do you want people to think you are unreliable? Just listen from the balcony."
Song Qingqing opened the door only after she had beaten Song Miaomiao. Before she even opened her mouth, she started crying, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"My sister wanted to keep the money and the house for herself. She took a blank piece of paper and tried to trick me into signing it, and then wrote an agreement on it asking me to give up the house. Woohoo... She hid the property certificate. I said I would change my father's name to ours and we would each have half of the house, but she was not happy. She said she was the eldest sister and the house belonged to her.
I was so angry, she just thought I was easy to bully, she kept saying it, and she kept saying it when I got angry, and I couldn't help it, so I hit her."
Neighbors: "..." Shameless, stubborn, she's only a dozen minutes older, how can she be so embarrassed? She just wants to occupy the house by herself.
When Song Miaomiao held her stomach and walked out with difficulty, the neighbors did not sympathize with her at all. Instead, they looked at her with some annoyance.
Song Miaomiao: "..." The one who was beaten was me! It was me!