[Ding Dong~ Congratulations to the host for reaching 25% strategy value. I hope the host will continue to work hard. Kiss~]
After dinner, Jiang Qiao returned to her room and went to the window. When she picked up the rope, she knew that Wen Yu had confiscated her things.
But it was also expected, after all, it was the first time.
"Heh—" She chuckled.
Wenyu is really... difficult to deal with.
Jiang Qiao picked up the small basket. The food was still safely inside the basket, and the note was also lying there quietly.
However, she felt that Wen Yu must have read the note, not just based on intuition, but also on the strategy value.
It’s okay, take your time, she can wait.
After putting the food in the kitchen, Jiang Qiao returned to his room to catch up on his sleep.
She didn't know if it was because of this strange world of ghosts or because of the curse, but her dreams were so bizarre.
The dark night, the deformed monsters, the distorted faces, the sharp voices...
Jiang Qiao woke up and glanced at the alarm clock. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and she had already slept for four hours.
I feel dizzy and my body feels heavy.
She didn't want to sleep anymore and planned to go out for a walk.
Shi Chuan heard the sound of the door opening in the next room and opened his eyes. He slowly turned his head, looked at the closed door and closed his eyes again.
Where did she go?
——
Jiang Qiao didn't go anywhere. When he opened the door, he met the innocent eyes of a little girl. She looked like she had just cried, and she was holding a... weird, no, dirty rag doll in her arms.
Jiang Qiao had seen this little girl several times in the original owner's memory.
She is the child next door, her name is Meimei. She is less than five years old this year. She is very thin and looks malnourished, with sallow skin.
Meimei's mother Feng Ge and Jiang's mother are colleagues and work as salespeople in the same store.
Her father, Zhao Dahai, is a middle-aged internet addict. He has no job and does nothing at home all day. He relies on his wife for support and is also a domestic abuser.
However, in order to give his daughter a complete home, Feng Ge did not choose to divorce.
Jiang Qiao felt that Feng Ge really couldn't see clearly. It was even more terrifying for such a little girl to grow up in such a violent environment.
"Meimei, why are you standing outside the door?"
Meimei hugged the doll tightly in her arms, without saying a word, just looked up at her.
"Damn it! I lost again!"
"What a lousy computer!"
Jiang Qiao heard a man cursing from next door and immediately understood what was going on.
It’s nothing more than Zhao Dahai kicking the child out.
Jiang Qiao was filled with anger. The original owner had to deal with people like Jiang's father and mother. Shi Chuan grew up in an orphanage before he was four years old, and Wen Yu was also abandoned by his parents.
Now she encounters such a child living in such a family.
What is going on in this world?
Why can't adults take good care of their children after giving birth to them?!
Jiang Qiao took a step forward, held Meimei's hand, and then found that the little girl had bruises on her arms and neck. She cursed and her eyes were full of heartache.
"Have you eaten?" Jiang Qiao asked her patiently.
Meimei shook her head timidly, but she wasn't hungry. Why not? She hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch.
Jiang Qiao took her back to his home, walked into the kitchen, heated up the food that was originally prepared for Wen Yu, and brought it to the dining table.
Meimei still didn't let go of her doll. She had no appetite when she saw the food on the table, but she still picked up the spoon and mechanically put the food into her mouth.
It’s really delicious, even better than what my mom makes.
But this sister seems to smell better.
Meimei's face twisted for a moment, then returned to normal and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.
After dinner, Jiang Qiao took her back to her room. She originally planned to send the girl back, but she sent her back. Even if she beat Zhao Dahai, a man like that would not change unless he died.
Jiang Qiao didn't want to get involved in this mess. She could take care of it once, but not every time. Meimei was a poor child, and the decision-making power lay with Feng Gege.
Divorce is the best solution.
Jiang Qiao sat at her desk doing her homework. She never expected that once she was a top student, she would end up being a miserable senior in high school, having to suffer from homework.
Meimei sat next to Jiang Qiao and watched her write.
After Jiang Qiao finished a reading comprehension question, he asked her, "Are you in first grade this year?"
Meimei thought about it and nodded.
Seeing that she didn't seem to want to talk, Jiang Qiao stopped talking to her and focused on doing his homework.
Meimei is a very patient child. She sat next to Jiang Qiao for the entire afternoon without saying a word and just played with her doll.
Jiang Qiao thought, such a good girl, how could she be kicked out?!
She looked at the time. It was seven o'clock in the evening and it was time for Jiang's mother to get off work.
Jiang Qiao tidied up the homework on the table and was about to take Meimei out.
"ah--"
A woman's shrill scream came from next door, piercing through the wall.
Jiang Qiao was caught off guard and his heart started beating wildly, and his steps suddenly stopped.
next door.
Feng Ge returned home as usual, opened the door, and saw a small body lying on the walnut-colored floor. It was her Meimei.
There were traces of dragging on the ground, and blood was flowing from the corner of the mouth. Looking closely, you could see that the tongue in the mouth was cut in half by some sharp weapon.
Feng Ge screamed, and the plastic bag in her hand fell to the ground, and tomatoes rolled out one by one. Today she specially bought strawberries for Meimei, thinking that Meimei would be very happy.
She hugged the little girl in her arms and cried bitterly, tears falling drop by drop on the little girl's face.
"Meimei... please don't scare mom, okay? Meimei..."
The man not far away seemed not to hear the movement behind him. He was still sitting at the computer desk, typing on the keyboard, muttering words like "attack" and "return to city".
Feng Ge suddenly raised his head, staggered over, grabbed the man's neck, veins popped out on his wrists, and he gritted his teeth.
The man's face turned red, he picked up the keyboard and smashed it hard on Feng Ge's head, using all his strength.
Blood slowly flowed down the woman's face, but Feng Ge grinned with tears of blood in his eyes.
She dug her hands into the man's eyes, as if she wanted to dig them out.
"She is your daughter! Zhao Dahai, are you heartless? My Meimei..."
Zhao Dahai stood up and threw the woman to the ground, covering his eyes with sticky liquid. He glanced at the child next to him, "Bitch! She's not my daughter! My daughter is not that ignorant!"
As he said that, he picked up a chair beside him and was about to throw it at Feng Ge, "Then you go and accompany her!"
But he was kicked down by someone who suddenly appeared.
Jiang Qiao heard the noise nearby and realized something was wrong, so he ran over and saw this scene.
She is simply breathtaking!
Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered the saying: The devil is on earth, and hell is empty...
How can such a thing be worthy of being a human being!
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