Perfect Life [Rebirth]

Chapter 100

Du Lan, who got a few more sets of cosmetics, was so proud of it, and the phones of several male owners of the Ye family were almost blown up by calls...

Regardless of whether they took the Ye family souvenirs home or not, this Spring Festival was destined to be a restless one. Without exception, the women in the family made one request, that is, no matter what method they used, they had to go to the Ye family and get another set back.

The reason why they didn't call Ye Qing directly was not only because Ye Qing was young and not familiar with everyone, but there was another more important reason. That was that except for Zuo Mingyu and others who had seen Ye Qing's methods, everyone else was of the same opinion that the so-called "fairy posture" could not be the work of Ye Qing, but must be the new achievement of the Ye family's research team.

The Ye family would put it on Ye Qing's head and give it to guests as a souvenir. Besides giving Ye Qing a good reputation, it was obviously a form of hunger marketing...

But it must be said that the Ye family is really a profiteer. At present, this strategy is very successful. With these famous ladies from Zhongdu families as free spokespersons, the Ye family's "Xian Zi" has become an instant hit.

But what makes people angry is that there is news from the Ye family that they will launch "Xian Zi", but not now.

We have to wait until Ye Qing is free, it won’t work in the next two or three months...

After hearing this, some people almost wanted to put these people from the Ye family in a sack...

If you don't want to produce, then don't send it to me.

Nothing should be overdone, right? You can flatter your daughter if you want, but you can't fool around with her like this, right? Aren't you afraid that if you overdo the hunger marketing, people will stop eating because they are hungry?

But Ye Qing was given several extra invitations because of this...

The whole Ye family looked at each other and thought that they really loved Ye Qing. Even if they were not ready for mass production, Ye Qing must have some, right? If they could save the country in a roundabout way, they could get a few sets from Ye Qing.

But I never expected that Ye Qing has been in hiding since the party...

Ye Qing doesn't like socializing. If his father and brother didn't strongly request him, he wouldn't think it's necessary to hold a party.

When Rong Heng was not on leave, the two of them would go for a walk and would always end up at the library. When he came back that time, he was carrying a backpack filled with books...

With his photographic memory, even if he didn't recognize some characters, Ye Qing still maintained the record of finishing a book in a day.

Even during the Spring Festival carnival, Ye Qing continued to study hard.

The men in the Ye family were worried that Ye Qing might go too far in her studies. At first, they were worried that Rong Heng would take advantage of their little princess, so they had him watched several times, but in the end, they just let it go.

In the end, Ye Hao even took the initiative to go talk to Rong Heng, and sternly warned him that if they wanted to date, they could go to the movies, go to the park, or at least just walk on the street. As a boyfriend, he actually knew how to take his girlfriend to the library. Isn't that stupid...

Rong Heng was upset...

When Ye Qing received Qin Xiao's call, he was finishing the last book he borrowed from the library.

"Ye Qing, can you come out now?" Qin Xiao's voice was undoubtedly a little anxious. "I just met a little beggar. The symptoms he had were very similar to the symptoms I had when Liu Yi infected me with filaments before..."

Because he suspected the source of the thousand-thread worms, Ye Qing had previously told Qin Xiao to pay attention to the people around her and to notify her immediately if she saw anyone with similar symptoms...

It's been so long, and I haven't heard of any similar incidents.

Ye Qing was still thinking, or maybe he was overthinking, that Qin Xiao should be an isolated case. He never expected that a similar situation would happen again at this moment.

After quickly packing up, Ye Qing went downstairs.

Ye Guoli was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper with an obviously serious expression. Suddenly he heard footsteps and subconsciously looked up, his eyes actually turning red.

"Dad?" Ye Qing was stunned for a moment. He was about to walk out, but stopped.

"It's okay," Ye Guoli sighed, and then he remembered something, "By the way, Qingqing, is there any news about the missing person notice you posted earlier?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Guoli suddenly asked this, and Ye Qing was even more surprised:

"no, what happened?"

From the time he registered his username to now, Ye Qing has posted five Weibo posts, all of which were about the missing person notice. Following Ye Ze's suggestion, he also wrote that anyone who provided clues would be rewarded handsomely.

It's not that no one left messages on Weibo. On the contrary, there were a lot of messages for the high rewards. Some took the initiative to claim that they were the father, and some wanted to provide important clues, but in the end they were all scammers. Unable to bear the annoyance, Rong Heng simply helped set up a small program to help filter out the messages with higher authenticity to the greatest extent. But whether it was the Weibo messages or the DNA comparison of the adoptive father entered into the public security system, there was still no result.

Ye Qing also knew that even with that simulated portrait, it was still difficult to say how authentic it was. Trying to find a person among China's population of more than one billion was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ye Guoli waved his hand:

"How about increasing the reward?"

My eyes unconsciously moved to the newspaper at hand, which was reporting a news report about a province that had uncovered a major case of trafficking in children and women. The people in the picture were all dazed, especially the children who had become beggars, whose hands and feet were incomplete...

When Ye Guoli thought that if Zhou Qingfu had not adopted Ye Qing, there was a high possibility that he would be in the same situation, he felt as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.

"Okay." Ye Qing nodded, "Qin Xiao asked me out..."

"Go, go," Ye Guoli was feeling extremely guilty and had long wanted to persuade Ye Qing to go out for a walk. Hearing this, he nodded hurriedly, "Let Master Zheng take you there, buy some nice clothes, and then go out for a big meal with Qin Xiao..."

Then he quickly transferred some pocket money to Ye Qing's card...

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Qin Xiao had come to the house before, and Ye Guoli knew that she was a contracted artist of Yejia Xingyu. Actresses love to eat and play, and his daughter would definitely not go to the library again when she was with Qin Xiao.

As soon as he got in the car, he heard the sound of a transfer from his mobile phone. Ye Qing opened it and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry... In just a short while, Ye Guoli transferred five million yuan to him.

When they arrived at the agreed meeting point on Wenhua Road, Ye Qing got out of the car directly, agreed with Master Zheng to call him when he returned, and then went to the place agreed with Qin Xiao.

As soon as I turned a corner, I saw Qin Xiao, who was wearing big sunglasses and had his head wrapped in a scarf. He was wrapped up tightly.

Seeing Ye Qing, Qin Xiao hurried over. He grabbed Ye Qing's hand, obviously in shock...

Before the Spring Festival, Qin Xiao brought his parents to Zhongdu.

Apart from eating and drinking and being fed by his mother, Qin Xiao would take his parents for a stroll when he had nothing to do.

As one of the most prosperous streets in Zhongdu, Wenhua Road is of course a place frequented by Qin Xiao and his family of three.

The one who found the little beggar was Qin Xiao's mother...

Tired of walking around, they chose a nearby cafe to rest. Greedy for the rare bright sunshine outside the window, the three of them chose a seat by the window. When Qin's mother was about to take a small piece of cake, she saw a rotten face pressed against the window.

It was only after hearing Qin's mother's exclamation that Qin Xiao realized that the little beggar looked very similar to himself when he was infected with thousand-legged filariasis.

After sending the frightened parents home as soon as possible, Qin Xiao turned back and called Ye Qing.

"Where is the person?" Ye Qing held Qin Xiao's hand, signaling her not to panic.

Seeing Ye Qing, Qin Xiao finally felt better:

"I just took a closer look, it should be over there..."

As soon as the voice fell, a noise was heard not far away...

When Ye Qing and the other person walked over, they saw through the crowd a boy of about seven or eight years old lying on the cold ground in a daze. It was obvious that his hair had not been washed for a long time, and it was messy and tangled into clumps. The cotton jacket on his body seemed to have been taken out of some trash can, and there was chewing gum on it. The sleeves were obviously much shorter, revealing a small part of his dirty arms.

His right leg was fine, but his left leg was bent abnormally at the knee, and was obviously useless. His face was undoubtedly even more horrible. His entire face was rotten, as if it had bloomed. Even in such a cold day, there were maggots growing inside...

"Oh, it looks so pitiful..."

"…Why do I feel like I'm going to have a nightmare…"

"God damn it, what's wrong with this kid? He is so heartless..."

A mother with a child burst into tears on the spot. Seeing a begging bowl in front of her child, she hurriedly took out money from her wallet and put it in:

"Good boy, don't lie here, go to the hospital..."

One person took the lead, and others also donated money. Before long, a thick layer of banknotes was placed in the small basin. In addition to five-yuan and ten-yuan notes, there were even one-hundred-yuan notes...

But no matter how much the onlookers put in, the little beggar always maintained his original posture and did not give any reaction.

"Yes, is it..." Qin Xiao's teeth were chattering, and he couldn't utter the words "thousand threadworms".

"Yes." Ye Qing nodded.

Qin Xiao couldn't stand up and squatted on the ground... If Ye Qing hadn't taken action, she would probably be like this now...

And because she had experienced it herself, Qin Xiao knew how painful it was to have the thousand silkworms... She used up all her willpower to barely hold back her tears:

"I, I'll call an ambulance..."

The most important thing right now is to take the children away from here first.

Qin Xiao had also lived through hard times, and knew that there was no guarantee that there would be some organization behind this child. It would definitely not be appropriate for him to come forward directly...

Just as she reached for her phone, the child lying on the ground suddenly moved. He struggled to get up, hugged the begging bowl, picked up the crutches beside him, and struggled through the crowd, staggering into an alley...

Ye Qing signaled Qin Xiao to wait at the entrance of the alley, and he followed quietly.

The little beggar walked through the alley with difficulty, and turned into another even deeper and narrower alley. After turning another corner, he came to a large shantytown that had been mostly demolished.

Seeing that there was no cover ahead, Ye Qing hesitated if he continued to move forward and might be discovered.

In just a moment, the little beggar staggered into a house that was half collapsed, with only the two rooms on the west side still intact.

But before Ye Qing could figure out what to do next, the little body suddenly flew out again.

Then a rude male voice came:

"You little bastard, who are you trying to scare to death? Who told you to come back? Get out!"

The child was obviously in great pain after being kicked like that, and he immediately curled up into a ball in the rubble.

Ye Qing's heart suddenly twitched... There were obviously adults in the room, and judging from the noise, there should be more than one.

After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and called Ma Jiaju. He hung up the phone and was about to leave, but the child bent his body and crawled towards the dilapidated house. Perhaps he noticed the movement outside, and a middle-aged man came out and stepped on the boy's thin neck:

"You bastard, you're looking for death!"

How could Ye Qing stand still? He wanted to rush over immediately, but he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him, and then several men in white coats rushed towards the ruins. If Ye Qing had not quickly moved aside, he would have almost been hit.