Every time Zeng Guiyi called Meng Zhicheng a troublemaker, Tian Yawen said nothing, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart. The eldest son was indeed a master of troublemaking, but Riley's first son was good at his own, so Tian Yawen could always pick the trouble from Zhicheng.

The advantages offset the shortcomings.

But today she felt that Zeng Guiyi was right, her son Meng Zhicheng was indeed a real troublemaker! What was even more annoying was that he couldn't understand anything she asked him, and Tian Yawen's lungs almost exploded.

When asked when he and Mary first met, he said it was when he was in G city, but he couldn’t remember the specific year. When asked how long he and Mary had been together, he said three or four months, maybe half a year, he couldn’t remember.

When I asked him how old his child was, he asked Tian Yawen in turn: When was it that I was deceived when I opened an Internet cafe? It should be the same year, or maybe the next year.

Tian Yawen almost went to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife. If possible, she wanted to knead the big thing in front of her and stuff it back into her stomach.

"Mom," Meng Zhicheng was too timid to look at his mother and huddled in a corner of the sofa: "I, what should I do now? That child, I really, really..."

"Don't want it?" Tian Yawen almost laughed.

Meng Zhicheng resisted the urge to cry and sobbed aggrievedly: "I, I am also a victim. It was she who deceived my feelings at the beginning, and she wanted to give birth to the child herself without my consent. Why should she say it now?"

I just gave it to me?”

"Why are you saying this to me? You should tell your Mary!"

"I was so shocked at that time that I didn't think of talking." Meng Zhicheng wiped his eyes.

Tian Yawen wanted to laugh again: "Did you accept this child because you were too shocked?"

"No, I didn't agree, she left on her own." Meng Zhicheng didn't understand why no one stood on his side. He was indeed a victim.

"Okay, since you don't want this child, just give her back to her mother!"

Meng Zhicheng trembled and was about to cry again: "I knew she flew to Bangkok. Bangkok is so big, where can I find her?"

Tian Yawen stared and almost couldn't breathe: "Meng Zhicheng, you..." I don't know where Lin Xiuwen lives, nor where Mary lives, but those two women can come to the door on their own. Her son is an output

Type.

"She used the airport phone to contact me, and I don't have her phone number..." He paused and quietly looked up at his mother: "Should I ask the Thai police to help find someone?"

"Didn't you say that Mary's family wanted to give their child away? Do you really want to give your daughter away?" Tian Yawen clenched his fists.

"Then what should I do? You have also seen Xiuwen's attitude. She is breaking up with me!" Meng Zhicheng finally couldn't help crying: "I am already this age, and it is not easy to find a wife like Xiuwen.

If I suddenly have a daughter, will anyone be willing to marry me in the future? Do you really want me to be an old bachelor?"

Tian Yawen slapped the table with his palm: "Meng Zhicheng, get out of here, I will pretend that I never gave birth to your son!"

"Mom!" Meng Laoer wiped his tears randomly: "Do you even want to do this to me?"

"Are you going to get out?" Tian Yawen looked around, went straight to the kitchen, and soon rushed out with a kitchen knife: "Have you chopped to death, and I will go to the police station to surrender. Neither of us will survive today!"

Meng Zhicheng was so frightened that he jumped up from the sofa and hid in all directions: "Mom, Mom, if you have something to say, please tell me..."

"I don't want to tell you anything anymore! Just suffer death!"

"Ms. Tian, ​​calm down! What do you want me to do? I listen to you!"

"Dandian is not my daughter, and Lin Xiuwen is not my wife, why should I worry?"

Tian Yawen was a little tired from chasing and was out of breath when talking.

"Help! Dad! Dad! Grandma! Grandma!" Meng Zhicheng wanted to run towards the old lady's room, but was blocked by Tian Yawen who was holding a knife: "Mom, the sword has no eyes!"

"Are you going to go away? Are you going to go away?!" Tian Yawen shouted hoarsely.

"I am your biological son!" Meng Zhicheng jumped on the table.

"You don't want to kiss your daughter, why can't I throw you away? You are already old, you should have gone out and become independent! Get out, get out!"

Tian Yawen couldn't catch up anymore, he stood there holding his heart and gasping for air.

Seeing her panting, Meng Zhicheng couldn't bear it and jumped down from the table.

"Don't be angry. I can't get out of here. Remember to close the doors and windows when I leave."

Meng Zhicheng picked up the ring gift box from the ground and walked out of the small building lonely. Meng Qiang came out of the room.

"Honey, it's so late, do you really want to kick him out?" He took the kitchen knife from Tian Yawen's hand.

Tian Yawen fell weakly on the sofa: "Look at him, he doesn't even want his own children, does he still look like a human being?"

"That child looks very much like Zhicheng, but I have to get a paternity test or something to rest assured." Meng Qiang sat down next to his wife and squeezed her shoulders.

"I know that too, but what if the child is really his?" Tian Yawen took her husband's hand and said, "I can't even lift my head in front of you and mom."

"Zhicheng is my son. I am also responsible for his failure to educate him well. But there is no need to kick him out. Talk to him carefully and he will understand." Meng Qiang clapped his wife's hand: "Hit Jiarui.

Let's give him a call and ask him to talk to Zhicheng. There are some things that are better discussed between brothers. By the way, let him give you a message so that you won't have trouble sleeping at night."

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Meng Zhicheng wandered aimlessly to the old market. Except for a 24-hour convenience store, all other shops were closed. He bought a bunch of beer and ran to the moat next to the old market to drink.

His phone rang, and when he saw it, it was Jia Rui asking for his video, and he hurriedly opened it. Now he really needs someone who can listen to him.

"Tianzi, why are you paying attention to me now?!" Meng Zhicheng cried aggrievedly as soon as he saw his brother on the screen.

"I heard that I became an uncle?"

Meng Jiarui was originally having a video chat with Zhang Tianyue, but later he got a call from his mother. Only then did he realize that he was not the only one in the Meng family who was speeding, and that his eldest brother was speeding far behind him.

"No wonder you didn't answer my call. It turned out that I was in contact with my mother." Meng Zhicheng was very disappointed. Tianzi helped his mother with everything. Since his mother had told him everything, he must have been on her side again: "If you

If you want to scold me, just hang up, I'm not in the mood to listen to your lectures now."

"It's boring to drink alone, I'll accompany you." On the screen, Tian Zi also raised a can of beer: "You know, I have to stay in shape and not drink while filming, but today I made an exception for you."

At the critical moment, Tianzi's actions made Meng Zhicheng feel warmer: "My dear brother, you are the only one left."

The Meng brothers toasted across the screen.

"Brother, don't wander around outside. Find a hotel to stay in and let's have a good chat." Meng Jiarui wanted to report his brother's whereabouts to his mother first so that she could rest assured.

"No, I'm going to find Xiuwen. I haven't put a ring on her yet." Meng Zhicheng drank all his beer and stood up: "Hang up first, I want to call Tianyue."
Chapter completed!