"Lingling."
Someone patted her shoulder and Zhuo Ling suddenly woke up with cold sweat on her forehead.
But she wrapped herself tightly, so Zhuo Yingping couldn't see it. He could only notice that his daughter was a little abnormal today.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you get enough rest at home last night?"
"I……"
Zhuo Ling's voice was extremely hoarse, and her throat was sore when she spoke.
She took a deep breath and told Zhuo Yingping everything that happened last night.
"What? Your grandma won't let you sleep in the house?"
The man frowned, held Zhuo Ling's shoulders, and carefully checked her for injuries.
"Where did you sleep last night? Why didn't you come to the hotel to find me? What if you were bullied?"
Zhuo Yingping knew very well that his daughter would be bullied by her grandmother at home.
But he never expected that Wang Guifeng would become even worse and kick the child out of the house late at night!
This time, she went too far!
Not to mention that it is the end of the world now, even before the end of the world, letting a girl spend the night alone outside is also very dangerous.
Zhuo Ling couldn't help coughing twice. Although the temperature around her was not low, she was shivering from the cold.
“I…I went to the hotel, and the person at the front desk said that some important people were having a meeting upstairs that night, and they couldn’t let anyone in.
It was so dark at the time that I didn't dare run around, so I slept outside my house that night."
Zhuo Yingping calmed down and remembered that in addition to Chief Pei, there were also several other ministers from other bases who visited the hotel yesterday.
They were discussing important matters in the conference room. At this time, if any mistakes occurred, the staff on duty at the front desk would definitely be punished. Of course, he could not let anyone enter the hotel casually.
Zhuo Yingping sighed helplessly, "Lingling, don't worry. When we get back later, I'll talk to your grandma and make sure this kind of thing never happens again."
Zhuo Ling's face was still ugly. She raised her head and asked in confusion:
"Dad, didn't I help the family earn points yesterday? Why does grandma still hate me so much?"
Now she is a useful person and no longer eats and drinks for free at home.
But grandma's dislike for her seemed to deepen.
Zhuo Yingping is on duty at night and has to earn points and grab supplies during the day, so he has very little time to rest.
He had no energy to guess what was going on in Wang Guifeng's mind.
Both children are flesh and blood of the Zhuo family, but they have to favor one of them.
"Your grandma loves your brother so much."
Zhuo Ling lowered her head, her limbs felt weak and sore, and her internal organs were engulfed by a deep feeling of suffocation.
So, no matter what she does or how well she behaves, she can't please her grandma, right?
In Wang Guifeng's eyes, she and her brother are always opposites and cannot coexist in the same home.
The father and daughter stopped talking, saving their energy and waiting to buy supplies later.
At nine o'clock, Jiang He opened the supermarket door and put out the tricycle immediately.
When Zhuo Ling saw the round green watermelon, she remembered the quarrel that happened at home yesterday.
After Wang Guifeng realized that she was in the wrong, she said a few soft words to Zhuo Yingping, and the matter of wasting food was put to rest.
Wang Guifeng cut the big watermelon they bought into pieces and shared it among several people.
Of course she couldn't bear to see Zhuo Ling eating such delicious food, but she had just been scolded by her son, so she had to pretend.
Like alms, he gave Zhuo Ling a piece of scrap, which only had a little red flesh.
Even though it was gone in just two bites, the sweet and delicious watermelon juice still made her a little happy.
Zhuo Ling slept outside the door last night and even had a good dream.
I dreamed that she was holding a whole watermelon and eating it, her mouth was covered with red juice, and no one wanted to snatch it from her.
Zhuo Ling sighed imperceptibly. The scene in her dream was just her wishful thinking and it was impossible to achieve.
…
I went to a friend's house yesterday and got some human touch. Little Bear's business attitude today was more positive than ever, and he even looked a little more "human".
"Welcome!"
Zhuo Ling forced a smile and waved to it: "Good morning, little bear."
"Good morning, little beauty~"
The little bear's mouth was as sweet as honey. When he saw the bearded man next to him, he blinked twice.
I really couldn't say the word "handsome guy".
"Uncle, please come in."
Zhuo Yingping: ...
The supermarket shelves are still empty, but it's much better than yesterday.
At least they could buy some food.
Zhuo Yingping put two bottles of mineral water into the shopping cart.
Now when I think about the bottle of water that my youngest son drank by himself, I still feel so painful.
I hope that when I go home today, I won’t see any scenes that make him angry again.
There were only three Band-Aids left in the glass cabinet of the medicine area, as the other medicines had been bought by the customers in front of them.
There are no bags for carrying things at home. The packaging of the food I brought back last time was full of dead mosquitoes and gave off a strong stench.
Zhuo Yingping thought for two seconds and took the only two remaining woven bags.
This bag looks sturdy and will definitely last a long time. It’s a good deal to buy it for 20 points.
When he came to pay the bill, Zhuo Yingping asked:
"Boss Jiang, are the fever-reducing medicines sold in the supermarket still available today?"
Jiang He took a look at the unsold watermelons. There were still more than 200 left. It should be no problem to clear them out before noon.
"The supermarket will be restocked this afternoon. If you want to buy some fever-reducing medicine, you can wait for it."
Hearing this, Zhuo Yingping's eyes lit up, "Okay, thank you, Boss Jiang!"
After swiping the card, Zhuo Yingping shook open the woven bag and put the supplies into it.
He had just bought a bucket of scallion pork rib noodles and stuffed it directly into Zhuo Ling's hand.
"Lingling, you didn't eat anything yesterday. Go over there and get some hot water. Eat some noodles and then come back."
Zhuo Ling's body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot. When she ate instant noodles, they tasted like chewing wax and had no flavor at all.
She was filled with regret. She had finally been able to eat the precious delicacy, but her sense of taste was not working, and it was like she hadn't eaten anything. What a pity!
…
Since waking up in the morning, Zhuo Yan has been crying and making a fuss about eating and drinking water. Wang Guifeng is very troubled by his noise.
I couldn't bear to hit him, so I could only coax him in a gentle manner.
"Yanyan, be good. You can eat when dad comes back."
Zhuo Yingping was so angry yesterday that Wang Guifeng didn't dare to take out anything for her grandson to eat.
She couldn't catch her breath until Zhuo Yingping came back with the bag.
Zhuo Yan jumped off the bed, hugged the man's thighs, and complained with tears in her eyes:
"Dad, Dad, Grandma is starving me to death and won't give me anything to eat!"
Zhuo Yingping had a cold face when he walked in, but when he saw his youngest son, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
"Yanyan, grandma doesn't want to starve you. We have a big family, so we have to eat sparingly and store more food so that we won't go hungry in the future."
Zhuo Yan curled his lips, pointed at Zhuo Ling behind him, and said confidently:
"If we sell my sister, we'll have more food!
With one less person at home, I can eat a few more bites!"
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