Zheng Hua hesitated, "It's nothing, Dad didn't say anything."

If this damn girl doesn't admit that she heard him complain, he won't say it again, and she's not full to hold on.

"Dad, do you want to eat an apple? I'll wash an apple for you."

Feng Qing asked, but without waiting for her father to respond, she took two apples to wash.

Soon, she returned to the bed, handed one of the apples to her father, and gnawed one herself.

Zheng Hua didn't like eating apples, so he took them anyway.

"Dad, do you really plan to stay in the hospital for another half month?"

Zheng Hua said calmly: "I don't live in the hospital, where will I live? When I am discharged, where will I live? Except for you and Fang Yao, no one of us is allowed to enter the Feng family mansion now."

"Feng Qing, can you have some backbone? That's our family. How could you bow your head to them and hand over your family to them?"

"Your mother found out and was so angry that the coffin boards couldn't hold it down."

Feng Qing said while chewing the apple: "That's not me. My mother knew she was wrong before she died and wanted my aunt to apologize. She took everything from my aunt, and my mother meant to give it back."

"The Feng family mansion, and my mother's property because she grabbed the family position, all belong to my aunt's branch. I am a filial daughter. If my mother has that intention, of course I will carry out her last words. ”

Zheng Hua had a dark look on his face, "Your mother didn't say anything before she died. How could she ask you to give everything back? Stop fooling me here."

"When my mother died, where was my father? He was not at the scene. Did he know what my mother said?"

"Everything my mother gave me is already mine. I can arrange it however I want. Dad doesn't have to worry about this. He can just recuperate."

"If dad doesn't want to be discharged from the hospital, he will spend the New Year in the hospital. If he wants to be discharged from the hospital, I will arrange a vehicle to take dad back to his hometown to recuperate."

Zheng Hua stared at her with a dark face, "Are you trying to drive dad away? Feng Qing, you unfilial daughter, I am your biological father! Are you treating me like this, aren't you afraid that we and the media will expose your true identity?"

Feng Qing smiled, "What am I afraid of? If Dad talks about flowers in front of the media, will others believe you? Will they help you? This is my Feng family's business!"

"Dad didn't raise me as a child. After I came back, he was not rude to me. He always wanted to harm me. I didn't directly sever the relationship between father and daughter, which was a great honor to dad. Dad, don't give you any color. You Just open a dyeing room.”

"Even if you follow Mom's will, I don't have to provide for Dad in old age. My surname is Feng, and Dad has three sons. Dad is very serious about your three sons. I have your son to take care of you in old age. ”

"How should I put it? We are both biological father and daughter. I have no feelings for my father, and my father has never given me fatherly love. I am still a bit filial. After my father returns to his hometown to recuperate, I will meet him regularly every month. Transfer some money to dad’s account for living expenses.”

Zheng Hua quickly asked her: "How much living expenses do you give me every month? I was suppressed by your mother before, and I didn't live a free life at all. The money in my pocket didn't exceed 10 yuan. Ah Qing, dad too If you’re not greedy, just give Dad 10,000 yuan a day.”

"Ten thousand yuan is enough."

Zheng Hua suddenly smiled, "My biological child, it must be my biological child."

"I will give you ten thousand yuan a month."

Zheng Hua's smile immediately froze, and soon he got up and said, "Ten thousand yuan a month, Feng Qing, are you spending money on flowers? I am your dad, your real dad! Your mother left you so much money, but you actually use it Send me ten thousand yuan.”

Ten thousand yuan a month is not as much as Fengyue gave him when he was alive.

Damn, he still had four yuan a day at that time.

There are more than 10,000 in one month.

"Dad, don't you think it's too little? It's enough to live in my hometown. How many young people work for a month and earn less than 10,000 yuan. I give dad 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses, which is enough."

"My three brothers will also give you 10,000 yuan each if I give it to you, so you can live a comfortable life with 40,000 yuan a month." JrNovels.com