Ding Xiaowei listened to Rong Hua hiding in the bedroom and making a phone call for a day and borrowed money from his relatives in his hometown.

Lingling was picked up by Zhou Jinxing again.

In fact, he really hopes that Lingling will not be at home now. This family is now in chaos and adults don’t have time to give her enough care. If she can be happy in Zhou Jinxing, Ding Xiaowei will be more at ease.

After Rong Hua finished calling, his eyes turned red and sat opposite him with his clothes holding the corner of his clothes.

Ding Xiaowei also sat upright. He knew that Rong Hua must have something to say, and he could guess what she was going to say.

"Xiaowei..." Rong Hua looked at him sadly.

Ding Xiaowei snatched out the cigarette, "How about it, how many can I get it?"

Rong Hua sniffed, "Probably, about 200,000."

It's still half apart...

Ding Xiaowei did not look up and said in a muffled voice: "I'll pay you 100,000 yuan. For the others, do you think of a way?"

Rong Hua's nose felt sore, "Xiaowei..."

For a person like Ding Xiaowei who has to save for nearly three years without eating or drinking. The second-married husband is willing to spend so much money without saying a word, and he didn't even say he was borrowing it. This has touched Rong Hua very much.

But this is not enough.

If it weren't for being forced to this point, Rong Hua would really have no face to ask Ding Xiaowei to throw his hard-earned money out for his unsatisfactory son. But after all, it was his son. Even if she was selling the pot, she wouldn't be able to watch his future be ruined like this.

Rong Hua said in a trembling voice: "Xiaowei, I know I shouldn't be more aggressive, but I really can't do anything about it... You, you can lend me another 100,000 yuan, I will definitely pay you back in the future!"

Ding Xiaowei's heart also trembled. He looked up at his wife who had been sleeping with her bed for more than half a year, and suddenly felt sorry for her red eyes and fragile expression.

Such a kind and contented woman, he hopes that she can help her solve all her troubles and let her get a small salary with peace of mind. The most important thing she thinks about every day is what to eat at night.

Unfortunately, Ding Xiaowei was not capable. He asked him to throw out 200,000 at once, and his past 30 years would be in vain. He really couldn't do it.

He lowered his eyes and listened to his empty voice, "Rong Hua... I want to help you too, really... but... I can't come up with more. You, think of a way."

Rong Hua's face turned pale and lowered his head.

The two fell into a terrible silence for a moment.

Ding Xiaowei didn't dare to look at her, so he just looked at the floor stiffly.

Finally, Rong Hua spoke, and she whispered: "Xiaowei, no matter what, I have to thank you."

Ding Xiaowei felt nervous and couldn't say a word.

Rong Hua never mentioned this topic again. She still thought of ways to raise money, but she would never forget to cook for her husband and son.

Ding Xiaowei has become more and more addicted to smoking recently. In the past, he used to smoke when he was upset occasionally, and he didn't even think about it for two or three days, but now he can get half a pack a day.

Ding Xiaowei felt that life was getting more and more distressing, but he could not find a solution.

Even colleagues in the company discovered something was wrong with him. When he sent Mr. Xiao out, Mr. Xiao asked him a few questions with concern.

Ding Xiaowei was embarrassed to tell others about his own housework, so he had to say a few perfunctory words.

Just as he was talking, Mr. Xiao’s cell phone rang.

When Ding Xiaowei heard him call him "Mr. Zhou" enthusiastically, he knew who was on that end.

Then I listened to Mr. Xiao being there, "Oh, oh, no problem, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Xiao said to Ding Xiaowei: "Master Xiao Ding, after you send me to the place, where will you go to Mr. Zhou? His driver caught a cold. Now he has to go out to do something. It just so happens that you are fine, so you can help."

Ding Xiaowei complained, but he couldn't speak out.

Can you find such a big family business in the Zhou family? Can you not find a driver? Can you drive by yourself if you can’t find it? Zhou Jinxing is deliberately trying to make trouble for him.

After sending Mr. Xiao to the place where Zhou Jinxing lived.

When I drove far away, I saw a big black dog rushing happily in Zhou Jinxing's yard. Next to the dog was a little boy wearing a small water army uniform. He was not as tall as a dog and had a very happy time.

After Ding Xiaowei stopped the car, Zhou Jinxing heard the sound of the car in the house and walked out, carrying a considerable travel bag in his hand.

He said something, then picked up the little boy and walked towards Ding Xiaowei.

Ding Xiaowei noticed that the child stopped smiling and immediately put on a stern face.

He walked closer and saw that it was a big dog. He was not familiar with dogs and didn't know what breed they were, but he just looked very majestic.

The little boy holding Zhou Jinxing's arms looked like Lingling.

The child's skin is like milk, his eyes are like grapes, and his lips are like cherries. I forgive Ding Xiaowei for not having any literary talent. In short, this little boy is too beautiful.

But this child had no expression on his face and seemed to be different from the child who had been having fun just now. He seemed to have a face that was unhappy and looked not very likable.

Ding Xiaowei asked in a daze, "Your son?"

Zhou Jinxing smiled and said, "My son can't sit up yet. This is my uncle."

"Uncle?" Ding Xiaowei widened his eyes.

Zhou Jinxing put the child on the ground, "It's my uncle. My grandfather's youngest son." He patted the child's head, "Say hello."

Ding Xiaowei remembered that Zhou Tai'an's last wife was only in her twenties, so it was not surprising that she had a five-year-old child.

The little boy immediately ran to the big dog as soon as his feet touched the ground, grabbed its hair with his little hands, and looked at Ding Xiaowei without blinking, as if he was very resistant.

Zhou Jinxing touched his head, "He is a little afraid of being alive, and he can't live without this dog. I have something to do today. Please help me take this dog to the pet shop for a shower. I'm not relieved to hand him over to others."

Ding Xiaowei gave him a blank look, "You just bring me over for this? There is no one in your Zhou family? Just find a servant, bodyguard or something."

Zhou Jinxing smiled with a pursed lips: "I just want to see you."

Ding Xiaowei ignored him and said, "Tell me the address."

Zhou Jinxing whispered: "Brother Ding, have you not been doing well recently? Lingling told me that you are in trouble. If you need my help..."

"No need." Ding Xiaowei interrupted him immediately, "Thank you for your kindness, but we will solve my own family affairs by ourselves. Lingling has been disturbing you for several days, so I have to thank you."

Zhou Jinxing smiled bitterly, "Brother Ding, why are you doing so polite to me?"

"Can you be rude? You may be able to do something about me when you get a chance." Ding Xiaowei thought of what happened last time and smiled sarcastically, "Yes, even if I faint on the road in the future, don't worry about me. It's not much safer to be with you than lying on the street."

Zhou Jinxing was not angry either, smiled and took the travel bag in front of him, "In addition, Brother Ding, he and this dog will live in your house for a while, about a week."

Ding Xiaowei narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"

Zhou Jinxing's face was not at all turbulent, "I want to go out to lie down. Please help us see the children and dogs during this period."

Ding Xiaowei's eyes were about to pop out, and he was so angry that he stuttered, "No, you fuck... I, why should I help you see the child and the dog?"

Zhou Jinxing smiled and said, "It's just a small favor, they don't eat much."

"Is this a question of how much you eat? What are you thinking about in your mind? No one in your Zhou family is gone. Why do you let me see your grandson? No, your Zhou family's grandson, no, not grandson, your uncle!"

Zhou Jinxing looked at the child who had already rolled into a ball with the dog, pulled Ding Xiaowei aside, and whispered: "Brother Ding, I didn't treat you as an outsider. Don't worry Lingling follows me, and I don't worry he follows you."

"This is not a question of whether you feel at ease!" Ding Xiaowei grinned in anger, "I don't want to get involved in your family's affairs!"

Zhou Jinxing frowned and said, "Brother Ding, can't you even help with such a little bit of care? He is easy to take care of. Don't cry or make trouble. Just give him food on time and take a bath for the dog."

Ding Xiaowei felt that Zhou Jinxing's brain thinking was not in the same space as him.

"I just asked, why, why did you ask me to take him? Does he have no nanny? Does he have no mother?"

Zhou Jinxing sighed, "He really has no mother."

Ding Xiaowei was speechless for a moment.

"Brother Ding, I will explain the specific matter to you in the future, but I really can't think of a suitable person except you. I'm not here, so I'm not at ease to hand him over to anyone in the Zhou family. Brother Ding, you have children, just help the child. He played well with Lingling. You just watched one child for an extra week. If you don't say anything else, I'll help you see Lingling for more than half a year."

"Damn it." Ding Xiaowei really doubted Zhou Jinxing's shamelessness. He dared to take it out and seek credit for such an unpleasant past, and he was confident.

Zhou Jinxing frowned slightly and said earnestly: "Brother Ding, please do a favor."

Ding Xiaowei's own family affairs were all over the place, and he brought back a child who didn't know if he could speak and a dog who was drooling.

He always felt that Zhou Jinxing was fooling him. However, Zhou Jinxing kept saying a few words to the child without a mother, and he also implied that the Zhou family would eat the child. If he didn't take over, he would push the child into the fire pit.

After fooling around, he agreed.

He knew that he shouldn't have too much involvement with the Zhou family, but he still didn't dodge it.

He sighed along the way.

He looked at the child through the reversing mirror and asked, "Little boy, what's your name?"

The little boy looked at him like a black grape-like eyeball, then turned his head away.

Ding Xiaowei even doubted whether this child was also mute.
Chapter completed!