Chapter 1118 Who doesn't know how dirty that woman is?

Xiang Xiang pouted: "But what if my godfather doesn't want to?"

"If you don't want to, forget it. You guys give it a try first. Remember to cry louder. If godfather softens his heart, he will stay with you."

Deng Deng was puzzled: "Will we help godfather by doing this?"

Mingzhu nodded: "Godfather cannot contact people, but he can contact you three. Then, you three are like movable little pills, can't you help godfather heal?"

Deng Deng nodded and glanced at Panpan: "Then you cry too."

Panpan grinned: "Second brother, my big brother and I are crying, won't you cry?"

Deng Deng gave him a blank look: "I won't, so I let you cry."

Panpan immediately grinned, "Woo woo woo woo", and showed Deng Deng: "Second brother, look, this is it."

"Godfather is not a fool. He can see that you are not really crying."

"Then..." Panpan pouted: "I'm not sad, and I won't cry."

Deng Deng was very calm: "It's okay, I can beat you and make you cry."

Panpan: ...

suddenly dared not speak.

It's my blessing to have a close brother like you.

The next morning, Fang Shuyu sent the three children to kindergarten, and Master Li picked them up in the evening.

The next day, Mingzhu went to the kindergarten at noon to find the three children to understand what happened last night.

Xiang Xiang raised his hand excitedly and said, "Mom, Pan Pan and I cried, especially Pan Pan, because she couldn't cry and was really beaten by Deng Deng. After the godfather heard the sound and came over, I hugged his arm and said, we dare not sleep alone, we are afraid. Godfather

wanted to ask Grandpa Li to sleep with us. At that time, I thought to myself, it's over, godfather really doesn't want to sleep with us, and then Deng Deng suddenly asked, 'Godfather, we don't want to sleep with outsiders, can you sleep with us?' After Deng Deng

asked, godfather looked at us in silence for a long time. We thought he was unwilling, but it turned out that he didn't want to sleep with us. But he suddenly said, 'I'm not used to sleeping in this room. Why don't you take a shower again and go to godfather's room with me.'

Then we washed ourselves clean and climbed onto godfather's bed. Before going to bed at night, I hugged godfather's arm, and godfather didn't dislike me. When Panpan was sleeping at night, he coughed and said he wanted to drink water. It was godfather who poured water for him and fed him. "

Panpan nodded: "Godfather is very good."

Mingzhu looked at the three little ones with beaming faces and felt relieved. Kang Jingzhi's deep obsession with cleanliness could reach this point, which proved that it was not incurable.

He prepared himself in his heart, telling himself that he liked the three little ones, so his heart could easily accept the three little ones and their touch.

As for the rest of the people, he did not prepare himself mentally, but he had always felt that they were dirty since he was sick when he was a child, so he could never accept them.

As long as his inner demons were removed and he slowly changed psychologically, his illness would be cured.

Thinking of this, Mingzhu became motivated.

On Saturday, Mingzhu stayed in bed for a while, and was not until 9:30 that Jiang Duo, who had just returned from morning exercise outside and had taken a shower, took her out of the quilt.

But as soon as she was pulled up, her body fell back into the quilt like a puddle of mud, and she muttered, "Sleep a little longer."

Jiang Duo looked at her soft and cute appearance, and a doting curve naturally formed at the corners of his lips.

He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek: "I know you are tired and want to sleep a little longer, but if you sleep any longer, it will be noon. Aren't you going to the Qin family?"

Mingzhu opened her eyes, looked at him depressedly, pouted and poked his chest lightly: "You are also ashamed to say that you know I am tired. Why am I tired?"

"Blame me."

"Humph," Mingzhu took advantage of Jiang Duo's hand and finally climbed up lazily: "You said that a man with high needs like you, if you don't meet a wife like me who cooperates well, what should you do? You will not be full every day."

Jiang Duo helped her put on the sweater, and his tone was gentle: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have that need. My needs are born because of you, so there is no such if."

Mingzhu was pleased by this and curled her lips and said "tsk".

He knows how to talk.

Fang Shuyu left breakfast for Mingzhu. After eating, Mingzhu followed Jiang Duo to the Qin family according to the address they had investigated.

Although it was called the Qin family, it was actually a large compound with more than a dozen families living in it.

The environment inside was dirty, messy, and poor.

When the two walked in from the gate, there were people washing clothes, picking vegetables, and someone just coming back from outside with a spittoon.

Everyone looked at the two of them with some scrutiny.

The laundry lady was easy to talk to. She took the initiative to ask, "Who are you looking for?"

Mingzhu smiled gently, "Excuse me, does Qin Zhaozhao live here?"

Hearing Qin Zhaozhao's name, the faces of the family members obviously turned colder. The lady also snorted, "Look, that door."

She raised her chin to the west in the direction of a broken wooden door.

Mingzhu looked over and frowned. Isn't that just a broken house built with wood in the corner of the big courtyard?

The door of the house was very small, and there was not even a window. It didn't look like a place where people could live.

Seeing Mingzhu frowning, the old lady asked again, "I see you are dressed well, do you know that family?"

Mingzhu shook her head, "Not really, she used to work in my factory, and I came to ask her something."

The spittoon-emptying lady was curious when she heard this, "What do you want to ask her? She must have done something dishonest and stolen something from the factory and got fired."

Mingzhu also learned yesterday that Kang Jingzhi had called the factory and fired Qin Zhaozhao.

"No, it's something else," she said, and she had already walked over and knocked on the door.

But no one answered.

The old lady said, "Don't knock. She left home at around five in the morning."

"Then do you know where she went?"

"She's probably picking up rotten vegetable leaves at the market."

The older sister who was emptying the spittoon beside him said indifferently, "Maybe she's selling meat."

Mingzhu was puzzled: "Selling meat? She is still working in a grocery store?"

The elder sister chuckled, and several women around her also laughed. The elder sister said: "Little girl, how can you be so naive? How can such a rag like her enter a grocery store? She sells the little meat in front of her body!"

Mingzhu's face sank. How could she make up stories behind people's backs?

The elder sister didn't care at all, and continued: "Why are you looking at me like that? That little bitch has no job, and her father is always busy, carrying a bottle of wine and wandering around the street. If he really has no money to buy wine, he will sell his daughter. Ha, who on this street doesn't know how dirty that woman is?"