President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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There was no movement in the community, it was very quiet, very strange.

Song Zhishui said: "Just tell me the house number, don't come to pick me up."

"No, just wait there."

It was the first time that Xiao Yao spoke to Song Zhishui with such a strong attitude. Song Zhishui, who couldn't see his face but could only hear his voice, had a feeling that he couldn't help but accept it.

Song Zhishui still compromised and waited beside the guard room.

And in this short period of time, no one came and went.

The weird feeling in Song Zhishui's heart was even stronger. This neighborhood gave her an uncomfortable feeling.

It is not a villa area with a large area and little traffic.

Xiao Yao hung up the phone and said to Aunt Qin: "Aunt Qin, can I trouble you to pretend to be my mother later?"

Aunt Qin nodded and said yes, "I will definitely not show any flaws, and I won't cause trouble for Miss."

About 5 minutes later, Xiao Yao came to the gate of Qinghe Community, saw Song Zhishui typing, and didn't know who to send the message to.

Seeing Xiao Yao and Aunt Qin coming over, Song Zhishui smiled gently and said hello to Aunt Qin politely, "Hi Auntie, I am Yaoyao's senior, I have something to see her today."

Aunt Qin walked in front, Xiao Yao and Song Zhishui followed, and walked along the path to Building No. [-].

Song Zhishui looked at the dilapidated walls of the neighborhood, and asked Xiao Yao: "Is it this quiet here usually?"

Xiao Yao didn't know whether it was quiet or not, she just read the information of Qinghe community.

There was a puddle in front of Song Zhishui, Xiao Yao pinched her sleeve in advance, and pulled her towards her, "Don't look around, pay attention to your feet."

Without management personnel, there would naturally be no property, no dedicated cleaning personnel, and many puddles of water and garbage bags, beverage bottles and wine bottles under your feet.

To reach Building No. [-], you have to pass a corner. There is a staircase at the corner. Three young men with decadent temperament are standing or sitting there smoking.

Seeing the three of Xiao Yao approaching, their eyes seemed to be glued together, as if a perennially hungry person saw walking meat.

Xiao Yao frowned meticulously, and walked to the other side calmly, keeping Song Zhishui out, trying to minimize the sight of the three tramps on Song Zhishui.

How could Song Zhishui not notice it?

She smiled, put one hand behind her back, stroked Xiao Yao's head with the other, and rubbed the back of her head.

Xiao Yao raised her eyes to look at her, and was facing Song Zhishui's gentle gaze. In her eyes, besides the dilapidated buildings around her, there was also her unhappy face written all over her face.

Song Zhishui poked Xiao Yao's puffed cheeks with her fingers, and her red lips curled up even more, "You look so cute when you're angry."

Xiao Yao pushed her fingers away, glanced at the wanderer's place from the corner of her eye, and said to Song Zhishui, "Don't laugh like that, you're like a sugar bun, you'll be missed by wild dogs. Do you know that there are people here every day? There are a lot of gangsters, they just like women like you. Clean and pure, good-looking and rich."

Finally at the gate of 503, Aunt Qin opened the door and warmly invited Song Zhishui in, acting like a classmate's mother should be.

Song Zhishui sat on the wooden sofa with only a thin layer of rough cushions on it, which was very uncomfortable.

Xiao Yao didn't care at all, kicked off the slippers, wrapped the quilt tightly and curled up on the sofa, only showing a face to look at Song Zhishui.

Aunt Qin brought out two cups of hot water from the kitchen, one for Song Zhishui and one for Xiao Yao.

Then Aunt Qin said to Song Zhishui, "Drink some hot water to warm you up first, and I'll cook. Let's stay and have lunch together later."

"No need, Auntie," Song Zhishui said, "I'm busy at home, so I'll leave after a while."

Aunt Qin went to the kitchen, Xiao Yao tilted her head on the back of the sofa, and looked at Song Zhishui in this posture, "You have seen my family, you have seen me, and there is a bonus for you to meet my mother, should the money be worth it?" Gave it to me?"

Song Zhishui stood up and looked around in the small living room. The TV was still an old-fashioned and bulky TV. I didn't see any household appliances. The furniture was also the kind that had been used for many years. The coffee table beside her had several cracks.

The conditions of Xiao Yao's family are exactly as she wrote in the file.

But, that being the case, why did you refuse the card she gave you in the cafe last time?

Perhaps, money is not her main need, what she needs is far more important than money.Or maybe, this little girl has very strong self-esteem, is proud, and doesn't care for others' charity.

"Hey," Xiao Yao leaned her neck forward, her black and white eyes sparkling, "Sister, will you pay me back? If you stay for lunch, you don't have to give it to me now. If you don't stay Eat, give it to me now. Then I will ask my mother to take you out."

Song Zhishui sat down beside Xiao Yao, her thighs pressed the corner of the quilt wrapped around Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao squinted at her, and pulled the quilt out, "Why are you so close to me?"

Song Zhishui raised her red lips slightly, "I've changed my mind, we'll talk about money later."

Chapter 6

Song Zhishui saw that Xiao Yao had taken the medicine, so she bid farewell to her, and Aunt Ren Qin politely refused no matter how she tried to keep her.

Aunt Qin sent Song Zhishui away from Qinghe community. On the way, Song Zhishui asked about Xiao Yao's daily living habits. Aunt Qin gave a very general answer, as if deliberately hiding something from Song Zhishui.

Passing by the corner staircase again, the three homeless men had disappeared, leaving only cigarette butts all over the floor, and the smell of low-quality cigarettes still lingered in the air.