Back to Twelve - Chapter 7

In the past life, after her father and grandmother passed away, she became an orphan. One person lived in this world. Although her uncle had taken her in, she was always lonely. It was not until the death of her previous life that she understood that the uncle’s detention of her was just to cover up an ugly fact. They were not even alms to her, and now they are born again, and they can see the loving father again, but he has already He is ill, and according to the fate of his past life, he has only been in this world for more than a month. Although she is born again, she is just an ordinary girl, and she can’t help her father. Can only be so helpless to see his father suffering from the pain.

Qing Qing’s tears fell on Meng Zijun’s hand. He opened his eyes and saw his daughter sitting on the edge of the bed. He blinked and couldn’t believe it was true. He thought he was dreaming.

Meng Qingqing saw his father wake up. He was pale and thin, and his eyes were bigger, and his nose was higher.

“Dad…” Meng Qingqing shook his father’s hand and shouted more tears. She can’t stop crying.

“Green, is it really you? I am not dreaming now?” Although the real hand holding her daughter, feeling the softness and temperature of her daughter’s little hand, but Meng Zijun still cannot believe.

“Dad, really me, let me see you.” Meng Qingqing grabbed his father’s hand tighter.

Meng Zijun really felt the temperature and strength of his daughter’s soft hand. I was sure that my daughter was coming. “When did you come? Who brought you?” Meng Zijun looked around, no one else, only a daughter.

“Dad, I am alone.”

“Is your uncle telling you that I am sick? I asked him to tell you the uncle, let your uncle send you, how come you run alone, so far, but you are safely here. ”

It turns out that Dad once told the uncle to tell her to let her see her father. Dad’s illness is so serious. He will let her daughter see the last side and make some explanations. But in the past life, Meng Qingqing and her grandmother have never seen her father. On the one hand, all this is the ghost that Meng Zijian is behind.

Just like yesterday, Meng Qingqing called Meng Zijian, but he did not mention anything about his father’s illness. He also lied that his father was busy with work. He obviously did not want her to know.

Dad’s illness is not going to let her see Dad, he is plotting the property of his father. Dad obviously does not know the wolf ambition of his trusted brother. Meng Qingqing does not know how to let his father understand Meng Zijian’s intentions.

Meng Qingqing did not answer Dad’s words. She asked: “Dad, where is your mobile phone?”

“I am lying on the bed every day, I don’t need a mobile phone. My mobile phone is in the hands of your uncle. The doctor can notify him of anything as soon as possible.”

At that time, the mobile phone was not popular, and the street was full of public telephones, so people did not feel inconvenient. Only a few people had mobile phones. The uncle may not have his own mobile phone, so he took his father’s mobile phone for use. His reasons are also wrong, but he lied to Meng Qingqing. With Meng Zijun’s mobile phone, his motive is not as he said. Dad thinks. It is for his ulterior motives.

“Dad, I am here to take care of you. The mobile phone is used by me. What is the doctor? I know if I must deal with it in time. If the uncle has his job, don’t bother him.”

“Green, you go back to school in a few days, you are still a child, some things can’t be done.”

“Dad, I am your only relative now. Do you prefer to believe in others and not believe in your daughter? I don’t go to school, I will stay and take care of you until you recover.” Meng Qingqing came here. I don’t plan to go back.

“Stupid girl, your uncle is not an outsider, how do you say this! You must study hard, here you must take care of me, you can go back to school. National Day seven days off, you are here for five days, five days later you will go back.”

Meng Qingqing has tears in his eyes. “Dad, I have no mother since I was a child. I can’t lose you anymore. The chance of going to school will be there at this time. But if my father is gone, there will never be. If I don’t have a loved one, I am a book.” Read it well, I won’t be happy in my life, so I will stay and take care of you until you are fully recovered.”

“Qingqing, since you already know my condition, I will not avoid it. My situation is very dangerous now. It may happen at any time… If it is really the day, I have already entrusted you to your uncle, he will take care of it. Good for you, so don’t be sad.”

Although Dad’s situation is indeed the case, I heard that Dad personally said to her, Meng Qingqing suddenly choked.

“Dad, I want you to live. Except you, I don’t want anyone else to take care of me. Others are better than you.” Not to mention that none of those people is good.

The rest of the ward was awakened by the voice of Meng Qingqing’s father and daughter. The 8 bed is a young man in his twenties. His wife is taking care of him. When he wakes up, he gets up and asks his wife to go to the bathroom. The 9 bed is an old man in his 60s. His son is taking care of him. He woke up and sipped to drink water. His son turned on the lights in the ward and poured water to his father.

Meng Qingqing thought that other patients were cared for. Only Dad, he was so sick, and he did everything himself. He clearly informed Meng Zijian and told him to tell her, but Meng Zijian did not inform her, so that her past life. Did not spend the day in the last three months of my father’s illness. I have never seen the last side of my father, not only she regrets, but my father also walks with regret! Thinking of this, Meng Qingqing hated Mencius more deeply.

Meng Zijun said: “I can’t hold everyone, my niece comes to see me, we talk and wake you up!”

The 8th bed came out of the bathroom and said, “When I didn’t get this disease, I felt that I didn’t sleep enough. Now I got this disease. I lay in bed every day, and more time is sleeping. I miss the busy days. At that time, although I was busy, I was able to eat and sleep, but now it is a waste.”

Meng Qingqing listened to the uncomfortable, but everyone may often laugh at themselves like this, and they all disapprove of the 8 bed.

The 8-bed wife told Meng Zijun: “I didn’t expect you to be so young. How old is your daughter?”

Meng Zijun proudly said: “The daughter is twelve years old this year. I am married early, so I have a daughter at the age of twenty-one.”

“It’s good to get married! We married at the age of twenty-six. Now we are twenty-eight years old. The children are only one year old. If they are twenty, they will get married. Now our child are seven years old.”