Mo Xiaodie and her assistant followed the TV station staff into Dudu's adoptive father's home.
Thirty-five square meters, an old unit with one bedroom and one living room. The floor is moldy, the paint is peeling off the sofa, and the leftovers on the coffee table are messy. In the corner of the living room, there is a shabby small bed with a dark mat on it.
, I don’t know how long it has been used, but the edges of the mat have been broken in pieces. In addition to the musty smell, the whole room also smells of rotten food.
Mo Xiaodie slowly walked to the small bed. There was not even a pillow on the bed. This was probably where Dudu slept!
Her heart felt like it was being swallowed by millions of ants, and the pain was unbearable.
Her Dudu, her Qibao, has been living in such an environment. As a mother, is she too derelict in her duty?
"Director Lan, what's wrong with you?" Xiaona noticed something strange in her and asked with concern.
"Nothing!" She reached out to touch the place where her daughter had slept. Before her hand touched the mat on the bed, a cockroach suddenly crawled out from the gap in the mat.
"Cockroach! Director Lan, be careful." Xiaona quickly pulled her and hid aside.
Dudu's adoptive parents, who were talking to reporters with runny noses and tears, heard Xiaona's cry and turned around to realize that there were other people in the house.
"It's you, comrade reporter, it's her. She's the one who beat me in the hospital that day. She's also from the Lu family." As she said that, Dudu's adoptive mother Sun Yan pulled Mo Xiaodie over.
"Not only did she beat me that day, she also pinched my neck and gave me a pill that would cause mental illness. We are so soft-spoken. Comrade journalists, you have to make the decision for us!" Sun Yan, the adoptive mother, pointed at Mo Xiaodie.
Introduction by a TV reporter.
The reporter immediately turned the microphone and camera to her: "Excuse me, is what she said true? You are also a staff member of Lu Corporation."
Mo Xiaodie looked at the camera and said generously: "Yes, I am the director of the Xingyue Home Decoration Design Department under the Lu Group."
"Ms. Sun Yan just said that you beat her in the hospital and gave her a pill that can cause mental illness. Is that true?" the reporter asked again.
Mo Xiaodie glanced at the reporter: "Do you think there is such a medicine on the market?"
"This -" the reporter thought for a moment: "I don't think I've heard of it."
"I am here to tell you about the hospital. The free home decoration program that Xingyue Home Decoration has cooperated with the TV station this time has chosen residents with family difficulties who really need help. There is a reason why we did not choose Ms. Sun's family.
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"What's the reason? It's just someone using the back door. It's just a secret operation by your company." Dudu's adoptive father shouted dissatisfied.
Mo Xiaodie ignored him and looked at the reporter: "As you can see, Ms. Sun and her husband are in their thirties, young and strong. If both of them find jobs, I don't think their lives will be as good as they are now.
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"My daughter and husband are both sick, how can I work?" Dudu's adoptive mother pointed at Mo Xiaodie's nose and shouted. There were TV reporters here, so she was not afraid of this woman!
"What disease? Do you have a certificate from the hospital?" Mo Xiaodie asked.
"Why should we tell you? On the contrary, it was you. After giving my wife a pill in the hospital that day, she had pain all over her body. You must be responsible for this." Dudu's adoptive father raised his voice.