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Chapter 130 Severing the relationship between mother and child?

Chapter 130 Severing the relationship between mother and son?
Author: Xiao Xiao Chi Chi
Chapter 130 Severing the relationship between mother and son?
Su Mingzhe changed his tone again: "Dad, you can't always be so cowardly. After all, this family has the surname Su!"
After Su Mingzhe said that, he acted as if I would not give money no matter what you said, and even picked up chopsticks to prepare for dinner.
He has completely given up his mother Zhao Meilan, so he stopped pretending. Su Mingzhe felt that she had become a terrifying "Fu Di Demon".
Su Daqiang felt a little sad when he heard Su Mingzhe say this. He felt a little vague premonition, and always felt something that would happen in the future.
He looked up and was about to say something, but he saw his wife Zhao Meilan staring at him, so Su Daqiang withered again.
"Puchi!" Su Mingzhe felt a little funny when he saw his father's appearance.
Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao had no choice but to see Su Mingzhe ignored her, so they could only look at her sister Zhao Meilan.
Zhao Meilan felt a little uncomfortable when she was looking at her younger brother, and she sighed in her heart. Sometimes she felt a little tired and didn't want to care, but when she thought of her parents' dying entrustment, she still had to care.
Zhao Meilan turned her head and looked at her eldest son Su Mingzhe. She knew that he hated her younger brother's family very much, so she definitely didn't want to care.
Turning around and looking at the eldest son, he said disappointed:
"Son, can't you really help your uncle and the others? For me, this little money is a drop in the bucket!"
"No, I won't give them a penny, and there will be no place for me, Su Mingzhe, in the future, let alone study abroad. If I have the ability, I will not help me!"
Su Mingzhe picked up the chopsticks and ate the dish that had not been picked up by Uncle Zhao and the others, and said carelessly.
As soon as this was said, Zhao Meilan thought to herself: "Sure enough, he was playing with his uncle just now, and he thought he had won the bet!"
Su Mingcheng and his wife, who had never spoken, wanted to give a thumbs up to their elder brother, and such relatives should not give him any money.
Especially Su Mingcheng was angry when he saw Uncle Zhao’s feasting at his house.
I remembered that when I was a child, my uncle would come to his house, and my mother Zhao Meilan would sell meat to him. He and his brother would not be able to taste it, otherwise he would not be able to raise such a fat head.
Uncle Zhao, who was eating meat here, also reacted, threw the chopsticks to the ground with a snap, and shouted:
"Are you just teasing me?"
Su Mingzhe took another mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth and mocked:
"You only know, my dear uncle!"
"Eat! You're just a big deal. If you don't give me money, don't eat it!"
Uncle Zhao was so angry that Su Mingzhe was so angry that he saw Su Mingzhe still picking up food as if no one was around, he became even more angry.
I reached out and grabbed the tablecloth and lifted it to the right. Suddenly, the dishes, bowls and food on the table flew everywhere.
Su Mingzhe has always been thinking about his actions. After all, he knew that Uncle Zhao was so impulsive, and he was afraid that he would give him a sudden move.
So when he saw him holding the tablecloth, he quickly flashed back, and Su Mingzhe was fine.
Su Mingcheng and his wife Zhu Li, who were sitting next to him, were in trouble and were covered in vegetable soup.
"Ouch! Su Ming became my arm!"
When Julie saw the vegetable soup on her body, she screamed in an instant, and she felt a little hurt in her arms.
Su Mingcheng didn't care about the dirty things on his body or getting angry. He heard his wife's scream and hurried over to take a look:
"Wife, what's wrong with you?"
Julie covered her arms and burst into tears:
"Husband, my arm hurts!"
When Su Mingcheng saw his wife covering his arms and seeing blood, he immediately surged from his blood and wanted to settle the score with the uncle who started the culprit.
Aunt Zhao was also frightened here and hugged her son Zhao Zhongbang and walked aside. She was also afraid that Su Mingcheng would fight with her husband.
Seeing this, Su Mingzhe quickly stood up and stopped his younger brother and advised:
"Mingcheng, hurry up and drive Zhu Li to the hospital for a look. After all, it's all oil, don't get infected!"
"Brother, you are right, I will take Lili to the hospital!" Su Mingcheng woke up as soon as he was reminded by his elder brother.
He lowered his head and picked up his broken wife and walked towards the door. At this time, he didn't even look at his mother.
He felt that it was all his mother who caused the trouble. If he hadn't had to do this and call his uncle, it would have been impossible for such a thing to happen.
Su Daqiang also had no expression from beginning to end and did not say a word.
Su Ming, who was sitting on his left, was covered in Chengdu. Of course, Zhao Meilan, who was sitting on Su Mingzhe's right, was not spared.
But when he looked for his uncle, he still had feelings for his sister. When he lifted the tablecloth, he subconsciously lifted the side of Su Mingcheng.
So Zhao Meilan just had some vegetable soup splashed on her face.
Zhao Meilan's face is cold and she is extremely angry now.
One is angry that his younger brother actually turned up the table in his house, and the other is angry that his son was obviously rich and said that he didn't want to help his uncle even if he had any money.
Su Daqiang went to the bathroom and took a towel and walked to Zhao Meilan and said carefully:
"Meilan, please wipe it!"
Zhao Meilan took the towel expressionlessly, wiped her face, and said to her brother:
"What do you want to do?"
"Do you still treat me as your sister?"
Su Mingzhe felt that this was his mother connoting herself, but she didn't say anything.
Uncle Zhao stubbornly pointed his neck and pointed at Su Mingzhe:
"Sister, the main reason is that this kid is so annoying. He doesn't want to give me any penny!"
"Sister, have we agreed to let Zhongbang go to the United States to study, why don't you admit it?"
Aunt Zhao, who was hugging her son, also said to her voice:
"That's it!"
Zhao Meilan also stood up and looked at her familiar and unfamiliar son, and threatened coldly:
"Mingzhe, if you still recognize me as a mother, you will give your uncle and the others 10,000 yuan every month, and then bring Zhongbang to the United States to study!"
This time, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao did not object to the 10,000 yuan, but just stared at Su Mingzhe.
They also knew that Su Mingzhe was playing tricks on them just now, and this time they didn't say it would be enough to spend it.
When Su Mingzhe heard his mother say this, he endured the grief in his heart and bit his back teeth and said:
"Mom, what if I don't?"
Hearing this, Zhao Meilan felt her blood pressure a little high and she was a little unsteady. She pushed away her husband Su Daqiang's hand that she wanted to support her.
After taking a few deep breaths, he stood firm and looked at the stranger Su Mingzhe and said with some disappointment:
"Then you just don't plan to recognize me as a mother. Since you don't plan to recognize me as a mother, let's settle the accounts carefully. If you pay back the money your family has spent on you over the years, we will write it off."
"Then from today on, they will cut off the mother-son relationship, and you don't have to go home anymore. Anyway, you don't like this family, your uncle and others!"
After finishing what she wanted to say in one breath, Zhao Meilan sat on the chair in a daze, and two lines of clear tears remained. She was also very sad and in great pain.
Su Mingzhe was also shocked by his mother's words and didn't know what to say.
Su Daqiang felt a little surprised and advised:
"Meilan, the child is wrong, just make a correction, you can't..."
Before Su Daqiang finished speaking, Zhao Meilan roared:
"Okay, Su Daqiang, shut up, I will freely advocate this matter!"
Su Daqiang obediently closed his mouth, but used his eyes to signal Su Mingzhe to ask him to apologize to his mother immediately.
Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao looked at each other and felt that this was good, and Su Mingzhe could give a lot of money.
As for whether her sister Zhao Meilan will be sad because of this, they don’t care.
PS: Do you think Zhao Meilan really wants to cut off the relationship?
Chapter completed!
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