C184

Name:The Sweet Love Author:
Soon enough, we arrived at the hospital. I got off the car, waved goodbye to Jin Zicheng, and watched him drive the car, driving further and further away until I disappeared.

Fortunately, now that I think about it, I can still buy it. Otherwise, if I only thought about it when I reached the ward, I would have been able to chatter for a long time with this red cloud nagging.

In reality, I didn't really care much about such matters. However, the place that they were gathered at was very ingenious, and happened to block my path. It was so tight that there wasn't even a place for one of them to walk through, and if I wanted to pass, I would have to squeeze my way through that group of people.

As he walked to the middle of the hall, he heard a young man curse, "You old bastard! Today, I will make sure everyone comes and see how you look like!"

I subconsciously looked over and saw an old man lying on the ground with thin clothes. Beside him was a young man who was pointing and scolding her.

The weather was already very cold, not to mention that this old man's clothes were thin. He was still lying on the ground, making others feel that it was unbearable to look at him.

What was going on? I was confused.

At this time, the young man started to talk. She glared at the old man and said to the passers-by, "Look, it's this old man who doesn't die. There are so many things that people still do when they are old. My wife brings food to the front of the restaurant every day and serves him well! But he, he, he, the son, comes over to complain to me the moment I come back from work, saying that my wife bullies her?! "

A good word of praise? Bring the food in front of him? Hearing this, I felt like laughing.

This old man is very thin, skinny to the point of being skin and bones. I have already told you, her clothes are very thin, if the family really treats her well, won't they give her extra layers of clothes? If she really ate well every meal, how could she be so thin?

However, that young man was still complaining, "As a workingman, I also have a lot of pressure. I have to suffer the wrath of the upper management every day at work, but after work, I have to face her face looking for trouble! It's not that I'm not filial. This person has been taken over by the family and my wife is waiting on me. What else is there to be dissatisfied about? Wasn't creating trouble because he wanted me to live a bad life? "You said that since you're so old, my life isn't good. What benefits do you get?"

The old man seemed unable to speak. Lying on the ground, she was just silently crying. I could still see some bruises on her exposed skin. It was obvious that she wasn't being treated well like the young man had said.

This scene reminds me of when I was young. I was in the same situation as this old man. I was bullied and complained to by the closest person, but was instead framed.

Fortunately, not many people in the crowd believed what the young man said. They were all perceptive people, and just by looking at the way the old man dressed they knew how she usually treated her, so one of them seemed to not be able to continue watching and stood out and said, "You didn't see what she was wearing and how skinny she is, and you even said that your wife was serving her well, how can you believe that? You dare to say such words? How did you become a son? Your mom really suffered a loss when she gave birth to you! A baby is born in October to collect debts! "