Because it is in the city center, where every inch of land is valuable, there are not many large green areas, and most of the garden plants in the community are potted.
However, in the center of the community, there is a small children's playground. In addition to slides, swings, climbing frames, etc., there is also a ball court.
It happened to be the weekend, and there were many children and parents gathered here, making it very lively.
In the past, Qiao Keke would have played here for a while before going home. But now, with a dull pain in her tailbone and chest, she had no mood for such a move and just kept walking forward.
As they were walking, Su Man, who had caught up with her at some point, suddenly pulled her.
"Wait a moment."
Qiao Keke, who had been holding her breath, shouted, "What are you doing!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the flying football fell in front of them. If Su Man hadn't pulled her back, she would have been hit by it.
Several parents who were watching the game on the court gathered around and asked, "How's it going? Did anyone get hit?"
Seeing that Qiao Keke was fine, one of the children's grandmothers said, "Luckily the child's mother pulled her daughter away in time, otherwise she would have hit someone badly."
"She is not my mother!" Qiao Keke yelled, still angry.
Several parents looked at each other, and Su Man sighed softly, "I am the child's stepmother. The child is still young, so it's normal for him not to accept it."
Seeing that Su Man spoke softly, the kind-hearted old lady pulled Qiao Keke to speak well of Su Man.
"Oh, even though she's not your biological mother, she loves you just as much. Look, if it weren't for her, you would have been hit just now."
Qiao Keke didn't appreciate it. Instead of thanking her, she pinched her waist and shouted, "Who asked her to meddle in other people's business? What a bad woman!"
"Hey you..."
Watching her run away, the old lady frowned, "This child is too ignorant."
Su Man still acted like a good wife and mother, "It's okay, the child is still young."
She looked worriedly in the direction where Qiao Keke ran, "Auntie, I won't tell you for now. I have to follow Keke to prevent her from getting into trouble."
"Hey, hey, hey, go ahead."
Seeing Su Man stumbling after them with An Ning in her arms, the old lady tutted her lips and said, "It's really hard to be a stepmother."
A young woman at the side said, "That's right, she lives upstairs from me. That kid of hers is really a debt collector."
The old lady was in the mood for gossip. "Really? On the same floor as you?"
The young woman looked up and saw that Su Man had already walked away. She lowered her voice and said, "Her husband's surname is Qiao, and he drives a Porsche."
"Oh, now that you mention it, I remember it now. I think I saw him a few times. Is his child really that ignorant?"
"yes."
“…”
At first, it was just the two of them whispering to each other, but gradually many parents joined in.
Within an afternoon, Qiao Keke's little story was spread all over the place with exaggerated details.
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