Chapter 228 Jia Jia Who Cries

Qi Xu looked at the poor and sensible child and couldn't help crying again.

She doesn't ask for anything in return, but she knows how to repay kindness, which shows that she is a kind and strong child.

"Good boy, get up first. Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to the hospital for treatment. When you're healed, I'll send you to kindergarten. You can learn a lot and make friends. Is that okay?"

Jia Jia looked at Qi Xu in disbelief and said something even more heartbreaking.

"Jia Jia doesn't want to go to school. It costs a lot of money. Jia Jia can help you with the housework. You just need to make sure Jia Jia has enough food to eat."

My God, what a humble and pitiful child!

Qi Xu picked her up with heartache, put her back in the bathtub, and washed her hair and face.

"Jiajia, don't worry. I'm a wealthy woman. I have a lot of money. You can go to school, do whatever you want, and buy whatever you like. Of course, you have to do some housework to the best of your ability, okay?"

"Really?" Jia Jia felt like she was dreaming. She suddenly fell into a warm and comfortable home.

"Really, be good! Take a shower first, and then I'll take you to the hospital."

There was no preparation in advance, and the only clothes at home were Tongtong's. Qi Xu found the smallest set for her to wear, which was too big.

She was really thin, so thin that it made people feel distressed.

"Wow, it's so beautiful! Sister, I have never worn such beautiful new clothes!"

Even though it was just an old piece of clothing worn by Tongtong, she was so excited that she danced with joy.

Qi Xu told her. "Jia Jia, you can wear such beautiful clothes every day in the future."

"You're a year late for school, so I'll hire a tutor to give you extra lessons. I'll also hire a nanny to take care of your daily life. Because I have to work, I may not have that much time to accompany you. But if you miss me, you can call me."

"What color phone watch, clothes, and schoolbag does Jia Jia like? I'll have someone buy them for her right now!"

Jia Jia was so excited that she couldn't believe that she could own such a luxurious item as a phone watch.

In Huanggoupo, only the local tyrant from the village chief's family has it.

“I like pink.”

Coincidentally, Qi Xu also likes pink. The two of them really hit it off.

"Okay. Buy pink!"

After spending a few days together, Qi Xu really liked Jia Jia, mainly because she was smart, innocent, and kind-hearted. Unlike the Tong Tong from before, who was young but full of bad intentions.

After returning from the military detention center, Qi Xu took Jia Jia back from the hospital and told her her true life story and how she was switched.

"Jia Jia, can you do me a favor? Can you rescue your godfather?"

"Jia Jia is willing. She is willing to do whatever her sister asks her to do."

Qi Xu taught her. "You don't have to do anything. Just hold the banner, kneel in front of the arsenal, and cry."

"The louder you cry, the greater your merit. Then, I'll buy you a Michelin cake as a reward."

Cry! Jia Jia knows how to do it.

Before, when she was in Yishan, she knew how to judge the situation and act pitiful, so she avoided being beaten many times and was able to get some snacks from the villagers to fill her stomach.

"Don't worry, sister. Jiajia must be crying very loudly."

Qi Xu changed her into her old tattered clothes and used special means to give her some fake scars, then led her to the gate of the military factory.

Unfold the banner, and you will see a passage that makes your blood boil.

"I am a 4-year-old orphan of a martyr. My father, Mai Dong, was a first-class meritorious hero who sacrificed his life for our country. My adoptive father was a colonel in the army, a second-class meritorious officer. I heard he was persecuted by traitors and his whereabouts are unknown. This has left me living on the streets with no one to support me. I can only beg for a living. I beg the army leaders to help me find my adoptive father."

The orphans of martyrs are now wounded and have to live on the streets begging for a living. Isn’t this too disheartening?

Is this how the army is doing? They don't even take care of a child?

The martyrs sacrificed their lives for the country, shedding their blood, but their family members have to live on the streets and beg for a living. I ask, in the future, which man will dare to join the army and serve the motherland?

Soon, the area surrounding the military industrial complex was filled with people and major media outlets. Countless cell phones, cameras, and video cameras began to snap away.

Jia Jia's cry was heartbreaking, touching, and shocking. Looking at the poor child, countless people couldn't help but cry with her.

"Dad, I want my dad! Who can bring my dad back!"

Beautiful! This heartfelt performance was even more moving than an Oscar-winning actress crying. Qi Xu secretly gave Jia Jia a thumbs-up.

There were huge crowds of people outside, including the media. If this matter was allowed to ferment, it would have a huge negative impact on the reputation of the Military Industry Institute.

The key is that it cannot be handled yet.

Because this martyr's orphan is real, and the child looks so thin and miserable that anyone who sees him would feel heartbroken.

Old man Li came out in person to deal with the problem.

"Little girl, get up first. You are the orphan of a martyr, how could our army ignore you? Don't worry, your tuition and living expenses will all be covered by the army."

Qi Xu winked and some people began to speak passionately.

"What's the point of just paying for it? Can such a young child take care of herself? Can the money even fall on her head?"

"She must have a good family to take care of her and help her grow up, so that she won't be left alone."

Old man Li squatted down and comforted her.

"Little girl, don't cry. Come in with grandpa first, okay? Grandpa will find someone to take care of you."

Jia Jia cried even harder.

"I don't want it. I don't want anyone. I only want my father Lin. My father Lin is so good. He loves me the most. Now my father Lin is missing. I only want my father Lin!"

"If I can't see Father Lin, I'll keep kneeling!"

Qi Xu had already taught her all this. Unless Lin Youqian came out, she would keep kneeling.

Old Man Li tried to persuade her for a long time, but Jia Jia refused to listen and cried even harder. Her throat was hoarse from sobbing and her eyes were swollen like peaches.

He could only order his subordinates, "Come here, bring the child in first."

Jia Jia screamed and exploded like a cannonball. "No, you are all bad people. I don't want to go in. Help!"

"You're going to send me to the mountains again to be a child bride for some fool. Help! Help!"

Jia Jia lifted up her clothes and pants and cried.

"Look everyone, all the injuries on my body were caused by idiots. Please help me."

"Now, I don't trust anyone except Father Lin. I'm not going anywhere. I just want Father Lin to pick me up."

Seeing this, the migrant workers that Gu Yan had found stepped forward and hugged Jia Jia tightly, refusing to let anyone take her away.

"You guys are robbing and abusing children. Is there any justice left?"

"No one can hurt this child while we are here!"

The crowd and the soldiers started pushing and shoving each other, and the situation got out of control and escalated to an even worse level.

Old Man Li could only call the detention center. "Release Lin Youqian first. Have him come over quickly to take care of the child's affairs."