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Volume 5: Fallen Angel Chapter 738 It¡¯s better to be conscious (Part 2)

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    Obviously, no one takes Zhao Miaomiao seriously.  .  After all, Zhao Qizai was behind him, and he followed him all the way. Although Zhao Miaomiao didn't notice, he still had to wipe the buttocks that needed to be wiped.  Zhao Qi did not expect that his sister would help a strange little girl for no reason.  There was nothing special about this girl, so he was just a little curious and didn't show up immediately.  "Sister Miaomiao, do you also live in Haicheng?" Ling'er's big, watery eyes looked at Zhao Miaomiao and asked.  Zhao Miaomiao nodded and responded: "Well, my home is in Haicheng." "Then, can Ling'er play with her sister in the future?" Zhao Miaomiao smiled and touched the little girl's head and said, "Okay.  , but you must finish your homework!¡± Ling¡¯er patted her small breasts that had not yet had time to grow, and said proudly: ¡°Ling¡¯er is number one in the whole grade!¡± ¡°Good boy, your parents will definitely support you.  Be proud!" Zhao Miaomiao remembered that Zhao Zilan was very proud of her achievements before, and her teacher would say in an admiring tone that Zhao Zilan was a very good mother after every home visit.  Even though the conditions were so difficult, Zhao Miaomiao was still able to be taught so well.  At this point, Ling'er became even brighter. She nodded vigorously and replied: "Yes, my little daddy praises me every time and uses me as a role model for his younger brothers!" "Little daddy?" Zhao  A look of envy flashed in Miaomiao's eyes, and she was a little curious about this title.  "Yes. When Ling'er was not in kindergarten, her father had an accident. At that time, her mother cried every day and was very tired every day. Later, when her little daddy came, her mother smiled more, and her little daddy was very kind to me and my mother.  Okay. The most important thing is that Ling'er has a younger brother!" The little girl's words made Zhao Miaomiao startled, and she murmured in disbelief: "Xiao, dad? Dad?"  The girl nodded, unaware of the ripples in Zhao Miaomiao's heart caused by her unintentional words.  He continued: "Yes, Ling'er's little dad is a worker, and my mother does handicrafts and sells things at a stall. I help steal the things my mother makes when I have nothing to do. I can still make some money by selling them, so that my mother won't be too tired!"  , the little girl stuck out her tongue and made a face.  Ling'er's mother must not allow the little girl to do this.  But she has such an opinion at such a young age.  He is also a rare and sensible child.  Zhao Miaomiao fell into deep thought. She casually touched Ling'er's head and lowered her head in silence.  As Ling'er led her to her home, it was an old seven-story short building in a very dilapidated community outside Haicheng.  There are food stalls set up everywhere, and various advertisements and leaflets are posted in front and in the corridors.  There are also children's graffiti, and there are some sounds of fighting.  Entered the first floor.  Outside an old iron security door, Ling'er slapped the door hard.  He banged the iron door and shouted: "Brother, sister is back, open the door quickly!" Zhao Miaomiao's dexterous ears heard that there seemed to be several people in the room. He only heard the heavy footsteps and the pattering sound of wearing slippers.  People came over.  He opened the door and said, "Ling'er, where have you been? You can't run around anymore. The little girl is so crazy. The little dad can't spoil you like this anymore!" When he stuck his head out, the man realized  Behind his daughter, there was a beautiful woman standing, holding her daughter's hand.  He looked at Zhao Miaomiao with some vigilance and asked: "Please, who are you?" At this time, the little boy jumping around at home also came over and shouted: "Sister is back? Hey, there is a big one.  "Sister?" "Qiangzi, who is Ling'er here with?" After hearing that Zhao Miaomiao had no ill intentions, the couple was very grateful to Zhao Miaomiao for helping her daughter find the key and sending her daughter home.  .  No matter what, Zhao Miaomiao had to have lunch at home before leaving. The man went into the kitchen to cook, while the woman picked vegetables and started doing business.  Ling'er was playing happily with her young brother. At this time, the money that Ling'er had been holding on to was quietly placed on the coffee table.  Warm and beautiful, Zhao Miaomiao felt her eyes were a little moist.  Why doesn¡¯t she long for her father¡¯s love?  What she has been missing is also what she has always longed for, but she is more afraid of losing her mother's love.  At this moment, her originally firm heart was shaken.  This kind of wavering does not require thousands of words from Zhao Qi, only a simple picture scroll.  Sometimes, what shakes people¡¯s hearts is notIt is a language full of temptation, but a simple and sincere feeling.  Zhao Miaomiao put down the water glass in her hand, touched the heads of the two sisters, and said with a smile: "When you have time in the future, how about you take mom and your little dad to visit your sister's house?" The two siblings responded happily: "  "Okay!" Soon, the meal was ready, it was very simple, two meat and two vegetables. The meat dish was prepared for his children, maybe because Zhao Miaomiao arrived, he added a lot more.  The steaming rice was not a very delicious home-cooked meal. Zhao Miaomiao suppressed the throbbing in her heart and invited: "I like this child Ling'er very much. If it doesn't matter, you can bring Ling'er to my house as a guest. Everyone, too.  It can be lively and lively!¡± The two couples were not very knowledgeable, and Zhao Miaomiao was not born into a wealthy family, so during the conversation, the two couples agreed.  ¡° I just heard that Zhao Miaomiao¡¯s family lived in an urban area, in an expensive place, and I felt that Zhao Miaomiao¡¯s family was good.  At the dinner table, Ling'er began to tell how Zhao Miaomiao lifted the ticket vending machine all of a sudden. The story was so exaggerated that the two adults thought it was a joke.  They were already adults, so naturally they didn¡¯t believe it. They just thought that Zhao Miaomiao might have touched the key chain under the machine with her hand.  Seeing that her parents didn't believe what she said, Ling'er pouted and muttered: "Huh, I know you don't believe it. Jie'er is also very powerful. Last time I saw her beat the gangsters in our class to their knees.  When Zhao Miaomiao heard this, ordinary people would only take it as an exaggeration, but she was different.  "Punch a mark on the steel pipe?" Zhao Miaomiao murmured.  "Yes, yes, Jie'er is amazing!" Ling'er saw that Zhao Miaomiao seemed to believe what she said, and she immediately started dancing with joy.  Ling'er's mother knocked her daughter on the head and apologized: "My daughter just exaggerated things. That little girl Jie'er has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She is very good. Ling'er and her are good friends, so every time she will  Your friend's praise is beyond belief, so don't believe her too much." Zhao Qi was hiding outside the house. He and Zhao Miaomiao also believed in Ling'er's words.  He just remembered who the girl was, and murmured to himself: "Jie'er? Cai Jie?! Fang Mu's adopted daughter?!" (To be continued)
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