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Chapter 21(1/2)

Life is neither salty nor light.

Ding Xiaowei, who had never paid attention to entertainment news before, also read TV and newspapers when he was idle. Although there was not much news from the Zhou family, it was enough for him to catch a little.

The leader's condition may not be able to survive the New Year, and the entertainment reporter spread rumors to be accused. As time goes by, Ding Xiaowei feels that his heart is getting calmer and calmer. Looking at these things is really like watching a bloody drama from a wealthy family. He has nothing to do with him except to watch it.

Zhan Jiyu often ran to his house, and he was willing to come. He knew that Xiao Zhan was lonely alone, and he and Lingling were also lonely. The child never said anything randomly, but if there was anything delicious and fun, he always thought of them first, and if he had nothing to do, he would come to help him cook a meal. When he was busy, he helped him pick up Lingling. The simple spirit of being nice to him made Ding Xiaowei both moved and panic.

He actually didn't think about the possibility of being with Xiao Zhan, but when he thought that he was so young, he compared himself with others, that was the difference between fresh longan and longan, and he really couldn't bear to let his old bark destroy a delicate flower.

Xiao Zhan was still enthusiastic and didn't seem to be in a hurry to ask Ding Xiaowei to give him any answers. As long as he often eats and goes out to play with them, he will be happy all day long, which makes Ding Xiaowei envious. Xiao Zhan's cheerful and tireless vitality really belongs only to his age.

Ding Xiaowei took Lingling home that day, and he was stunned as soon as he went upstairs.

His door was wide open, and several neighbors were surrounding him and looking inside.

Ding Xiaowei walked over quickly, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Ding, your family has been thieves."

Ding Xiaowei was stunned for a moment and rushed in quickly.

His house was indeed in a mess, just like a typhoon passing through the border. Everything was chaotic, and every room, including the bathroom, was not spared.

Ding Xiaowei kicked the door panel so much that he was so angry.

Lingling was frightened and stood at the door sobbing at a loss.

Ding Xiaowei was in a mess. He felt that he was in a damn bad luck all year. In a few days and National Day holidays, he would take Lingling back to his hometown. This was a expense. Although his family had nothing valuable, he was worried about anything he lost. This thief really didn't have eyes, so it would be hard to steal anyone, this pauper.

He picked up his daughter and patted her back gently, "Lingling doesn't cry, it's okay, don't cry, be good, dad is here."

The neighbor next door said, "Xiao Ding, hurry up and see what you have lost, and then call the police."

"Okay, OK, Aunt Wu, please help me see the child for a while. I'll go see if there are any missing things."

"Okay, don't be too anxious. I'll help you clean up after you."

"Thank you, Aunt Wu."

After Ding Xiaowei handed Lingling to her, he walked around the house several times.

He has lived in this house for so many years, and he has all kinds of messy things. If he really needs to check what he lacks, he still doesn't know where to start. He simply has several large pieces of furniture, and he has no habit of magnifying money at home, so the loss should not be big.

Ding Xiaowei entered his bedroom and saw that the change was still there in the bedside table. After all, it was one or two hundred yuan. Is it not that the thief still looked down on it?

Ding Xiaowei was confused. He walked around carefully for several times, but he really couldn't see what was missing in his home. It seemed that everything was still there except for everything being messed up.

Ding Xiaowei sat on the sofa and thought for a long time, but he didn't know what he had lost.

The thief was so thorough that he would not see the money in the bedside table, unless he did not come to make money.

It’s not for money, so what are you for?

Ding Xiaowei almost immediately thought of Zhou Jinxing.

There is no way. After watching too many movies, he met that dramatic character again. It was difficult for him to stop himself from not associateing nonsense plots, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.

He is a plain-headed ordinary person. If anyone wants to find something at his house, the only possibility is that Zhou Jinxing has lived at home.

After sitting on the sofa for a long time, Ding Xiaowei suddenly wanted to suck himself.

There are so many things happening in the world every day, and there are so many possibilities for everything. Why does he have to pull everything on Zhou Jinxing?

Maybe the thief is just blind and can't see the money.

Everyone said that they would forget Zhou Jinxing, so what else do they want him to do?

Ding Xiaowei shook his head. Since he hadn't lost anything, he was too lazy to call the police. He got up and went to pick up Lingling next door.

Lingling had finished her meal at Aunt Wu's house and stopped crying.

After Ding Xiaowei took her home, she asked, "Dad, how can you sleep in such a mess?"

Ding Xiaowei looked at the mess in the room and felt a headache. Now that he was asked to clean up, he felt tired from body to mind and too lazy to move his fingers.

Ding Xiaowei held Lingling and sat on the sofa. Lingling lay obediently on him, with her eyelids fighting.

Ding Xiaowei touched her head, "Lingling is sleepy, so let's sleep for a while, dad rest."

The little girl was also tired, and soon she fell asleep on her father.

Ding Xiaowei didn't even turn on the lights. He looked at the mess in the room with the moonlight, and his mind was blank.

After Lingling fell asleep, Ding Xiaowei put her on the sofa and covered her with a quilt. He stayed up late and cleaned up her small room first.

The next day when he was at work, he was dozing off. When the boss saw him like this, he blamed him, saying that if you are a driver, you will not be responsible for other people's lives, or you will not be responsible for other people's lives.

Ding Xiaowei was in a bad mood, so he said with great grievance that his family had been thieves and had not slept all night.

My colleagues in the office sympathized with him and comforted him repeatedly.

His working hours are relatively flexible, and he is not the only driver in the company. When he is fine, no one cares about where he likes to wander around. Today, there is nothing wrong. When the boss saw him like this, he was embarrassed to say anything and asked him to go home to rest.

Ding Xiaowei was granted a general amnesty and went home to sleep with his head covered.

After sleeping until the evening, he heard a ringtone. He was confused and thought that he had set the alarm clock and it was time to pick up the child. He took it over and found out that it was Zhan Jiyu's phone number.

"Hey, Uncle Ding."

"Um……"

"Hey? Why are you sleeping? You're lazy at work."

"……What's wrong?"

"I've picked up Lingling. My uncle brought me a very big fish head, which is more than three pounds, but it's fresh. Let's have fish head hotpot tonight."

"Oh, okay..."

Ding Xiaowei regretted it after hanging up the phone. His house had not been cleaned up yet, so he really didn't want Xiao Zhan to see it at this time.

He quickly jumped out of bed and washed his face. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, the phone rang again, this time it was his fucking.

"Oh, mom."

"Xiaowei, are you off work?"

"Yeah, it's down."

"It's not easy to buy the National Day train ticket, so you should do it as soon as possible."

"I know, don't worry."

"Xiaowei, mom will tell you something..."

"What's wrong?"

"That..." The old lady was a little awkward, "Jiang Lu sent me money."

"Ah?" Ding Xiaowei was stunned for a moment before he realized that Jiang Lu was his ex-wife's name. He couldn't help feeling sarcastic in his heart. People who had been sleeping in the same bed for four or five years now feel so strange when they hear this name.

What kind of love is just like this. Over time, it disappears.

"She sends you money? It's a good thing."

The old lady snorted, "Who knows what she wants and who wants her money."

"You just collect the money she sends to you. Jiang Lu is now a rich wife. She also gives Lingling a lot of money every year. Don't be idle."

The old lady said, "Anyway, I don't want her money. It's natural for her to give it to Lingling. She owes Lingling. I don't want it to give it to me. Now I'm pretending to be a good person. Humph. I'll send the money to you and save it for my baby granddaughter."

"It's okay. Mom, but to be honest, Jiang Lu has never had a mother since she was a child, so she still really treats you as a mother in her heart."

The old lady became a little angry, "Fuck, she left her two-year-old daughter and ran away with a rich man. That's how she treats me as a mom!"

Ding Xiaowei sighed, "Okay, mom, let's not talk about this anymore, I don't like to talk about it."

The old lady sighed, "If you don't say it, you won't say it anymore. If you say it, you will be angry... I just told you. Also, don't buy things when you go home, don't bring anything, you have everything at home, and you don't lack anything. Don't worry about your little salary. Your dad and I want to see people and bring them back, ah."

"Hey, I get it, mom."

As soon as Zhan Jiyu entered the door, he started to scream and open, "Wow, Uncle Ding, what's wrong with your family? You're thieves, you're in such a mess."

Ding Xiaowei said helplessly: "Isn't it just a thief?"

Xiao Zhan widened his eyes, "Really?"

"Really. I was like this when I came back yesterday, so I was so upset."

"Have you called the police?"

"No, nothing was lost."

"ah?"

"Uh... the family has no cash, but the loss is not big, so I don't want to pay that."

Xiao Zhan looked sympathetic, "Uncle Ding, why are you so unlucky? Have you changed the lock?"

Ding Xiaowei sighed, "I just came back today and installed a new one, and the house has not been finished yet."

Xiao Zhan pretended to touch Ding Xiaowei's hair, "Don't cry. It's okay, I'll help you clean up after dinner."

Ding Xiaowei made him laugh.
To be continued...
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