Because of this, after Jiang Zhihao was driven away by the Meng family in his previous life, only Meng Shufeng hurriedly came to find him. Without saying a word, he put a bank card into his hand, which contained all his savings.
In Meng Shufeng's words, the people in the family are not good people. Even if you completely cut off contact with them, your second uncle will not blame you.
But you have to remember that there is still a second uncle in this world who is willing to care about you. No matter what kind of trouble you encounter in the future, as long as you make a phone call, your second uncle will arrive as soon as possible no matter how far away you are from the world!
This is what Meng Shufeng said and what he did. He indeed gave some help to Jiang Zhihao in the process of making his fortune.
Later, when Jiang Zhihao became prosperous, he also gave him a lot of support. When Meng Shufeng passed away, he personally wore mourning and held a photo of his deceased son, treating himself as Meng Shufeng's biological son.
Thinking of the relationship he had with his second uncle in his previous life, Jiang Zhihao felt very uncomfortable.
The people of the Meng family were really bad. They knew who was the most suitable person to do this, so they sent Meng Shufeng over.
Jiang Zhihao can drive anyone out without mercy, except Meng Shufeng.
Especially seeing Meng Shufeng's red eyes, Jiang Zhihao's own eyes were also a little wet.
Seeing the expressions of these two people, Zhong Jiawei felt a little relieved. She was really afraid that Jiang Zhihao would be furious if she took the decision to bring them back without authorization.
Now it seems that it probably won't happen anymore.
"You, your name is Jiang Zhihao, right?" Meng Shufeng took a deep breath, came over, hugged Jiang Zhihao, and patted his back hard: "I am your second uncle Meng Shufeng, your mother is my little sister, and our father
The two finally met."
Jiang Zhihao hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and did not reach out to make the same action, even though deep down in his heart he desperately wanted to hug his second uncle.
After a while, Meng Shufeng let him go, looked him up and down, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled: "Okay, it looks pretty good, very similar to your mother. And considering your financial situation, it shouldn't be too bad."
It’s not bad, your mother knows better, so she can rest in peace.”
Jiang Zhihao was silent. Whenever he mentioned his mother Meng Lanyu, he would always feel unspeakable sadness.
Because he had no chance to see his mother again in the previous life or this life. Sometimes Jiang Zhihao would think in his heart, how wonderful it would be if he could be reborn more than ten years earlier...
He wanted to see his mother again, and he wanted to do his best, just like helping Jiang Rongjing treat his illness, so that his mother could continue to live.
It is a pity that God did not give him this opportunity. Being able to be reborn once again is already a great opportunity that ordinary people cannot imagine. Not everything can come true.
Lingling ran over and handed Meng Shufeng a piece of White Rabbit toffee: "Second uncle, I'll give this to you."
"Thank you." Meng Shufeng looked at the little girl with a happy face, picked her up and looked at Jiang Zhihao, asking: "Is this your daughter? What's her name?"
"Jiang Ling." Jiang Zhihao replied.
"Do you mean all-around exquisite? Yes." Meng Shufeng took out his wallet from his pocket and took out the cash. Without looking at how much money it had, he stuffed it directly into Lingling's pocket and said, "I'll use these to buy candies for you later."
If it’s not enough, ask your second uncle and grandpa for more!”
"Second uncle, how can this be done..." Zhong Jiawei quickly came over to dissuade her.
Meng Shufeng took a step back and said, "This is for your daughter, not for you. I didn't bring much cash with me this time. I'll make up for it later."
Zhong Jiawei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't bring people home just to ask for money.
But no matter what Meng Shufeng said, he was unwilling to get the money back.