The child's mother looked at Jin Qing and felt a chill in her heart: Isn't there something wrong with this woman!

Then the young mother picked up the little boy and whispered in his ear, "Go, it's time for us to go home!" After speaking, he hurriedly hugged the little boy and walked in the opposite direction of Jin Qing. Vertices

Jin Qing looked at the backs of the mother and son, and suddenly thought of a question: How did she forget, 707 seems to have found a father for her back!

Thinking of this, Jin Qing tied the rags on her stomach that served as a belt tighter, and she vaguely remembered that someone once said to herself: Tighten it tighter and you won't be hungry.

Jin Qingzhuo walked home with a broken slipper board, because walking slower can waste less physical strength, and she still has this common sense after walking through so many worlds.

When Ding Min first arrived in the city, he only rented a small bungalow.

But as the number of people looking for her as a stand-in gradually increased, she also found herself an agent, referred to as Quntou.

Under the arrangement of this group leader, Ding Min found a community far away from the film and television city, and rented a small house of more than 50 square meters with two bedrooms and one living room in it.

There are many factories near this community, and there is a large flow of people, so the supporting facilities in all aspects are also complete.

Due to the large flow of people coming and going in the film and television city every day, the security here is stricter than in other areas, and Ding Min's appearance is not beautiful, so there is no such thing as being molested.

Jin Qing walked to the door of the community, and the security guard at the door hurriedly rushed out of the security booth, and was also stunned after seeing Jin Qing: "Miss Ding? Since Ding Min goes in and out here every day, the security guard at the door is a little familiar with her.

But Jin Qing's image today is obviously beyond the scope of the security guard's heart.

I saw that Jin Qing's hair was stuck in a ball on her head as if it hadn't been washed with shampoo.

Her upper body was wearing a dirty white T-shirt with no visible color, and her lower body was a pair of shorts with two trouser legs of different lengths, and a pair of slippers of different styles and sizes under her feet were still the same.

The most terrifying thing is that Jin Qing's body constantly exudes the smell of food spoiling and rotting, which makes her whole person look extremely sloppy.

The security guard looked at Jin Qing and opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he squeezed out another sentence: "You have taken on a new drama again!" "No wonder there is a need for stuntmen actors, with this image, which female star dares to try.

At the same time, the security guard still had some emotion in his heart: This Miss Ding is really dedicated, and she is willing to kill herself and dress herself up like this, it seems that this money is not easy to earn.

Think about yourself again, although you don't make much money, you can't get caught in the wind or rain when you sit in the pavilion every day.

But recently, I heard that the first and second floors of several nearby communities have been robbed one after another, and I don't know when it will be my turn...

Thinking of this, the security guard suddenly felt that the burden on his body was heavy: in fact, his money is not easy to earn!

Jin Qing looked at the security guard who was staring at him for a while and sighed and shook his head for a while, obviously having fallen into his own thoughts: "..."What's wrong with this person."

Walking away from the security guard who had fallen into his thoughts, Jin Qing walked straight to the house rented by Ding Min.

Ding Min rented the first floor, although it was a little damp, but he also brought a yard, which allowed Ding Daodao to grow some food in a wheelchair when he was fine.

So Jin Qing walked into the corridor and stood at the door of Ding Min's house, wondering whether she should climb in from the high wall of the courtyard or through the ventilation window of the bathroom, which one would not scare Ding Daodao, after all, she has no hobby of scaring the disabled.

Just when Jin Qing was very entangled, the door was opened from the inside.

The anxious man inside looked at Jin Qing who was standing outside and was obviously stunned: "Xiaomin? "It's only been twelve hours, how do I feel that my daughter is different from the morning.

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Ding Daodao: "Where are you going?" "Since you have bad legs, why do you still run around.

Ding Daodao was sitting in a wheelchair and stared at Jin Qing: "I'm going to look for you, Xiaomin, why are you dressed like this." Since his daughter went out in the morning, Ding Daodao felt uneasy, as if something was going to happen.

My daughter is intimate and knows that she is worried about her safety, so she will take time to send a message to herself every day when she is resting, but there is no text message all day today.

And when he called Ding Min, without exception, the phone was turned off, which had never been done in the past five years, which made Ding Daodao's heart even more panicked, and he was about to go out in a wheelchair.

Jin Qing looked at Ding Daodao, and then looked down at the clothes on his body, Jin Qing clicked his lips and explained: "New shape, how is it?" ”

Ding Daodao smelled the smell of Jin Qing's body, looked at Jin Qing's face that made him feel very unfamiliar, and said sneeringly: "It's very, it's very chic." "What happened to my daughter, and why did she feel so strange.

Hearing the word chic, Jin Qing lowered his head and looked at the dirty clothes on his body: where is chic.

After that, Jin Qing squinted at Ding Daodao: This old man's aesthetics are no problem!

There was an eerie silence between Ding Daodao and Jin Qing.

After that, Ding Daodao first opened his mouth to Jin Qing and asked, "Xiaomin, why don't you knock on the door when you get home?" ”

Jin Qing: "..."Yes, why did she climb over the window and wall just now, there are people in the house, she can knock on the door!"

707: "..."Hehe, even if you go through ten more worlds with your brain, you can't remember whether it's good to knock on the door."

Seeing that Jin Qing didn't speak and just looked at himself, Ding Daodao turned the wheelchair back a few times: "Look at Dad's memory, Xiaomin, come into the house and change your clothes." ”

Ding Daodao looked at Jin Qing's expressionless appearance, feeling that something was obviously happening to his daughter, and he didn't dare to speak more, for fear of provoking his daughter's fragile nerves and leading to his daughter's sadness.

Seeing that Ding Daodao no longer asked questions, but just kept going to the house, Jin Qing sighed in her heart: the title of father is just a synonym in her heart, and she really has no experience in staying with this pronoun.

When Jin Qing entered the room, he found that there were more than a dozen stacks of square cardboard boxes in the narrow living room, as well as two large red plastic bags, which contained some coated paper that could be pasted like labels.

These two things fill almost the entire living room.

The common feature of these cartons is that each stack of cartons is less than one meter high, and it seems to be specially prepared for Ding Dao.

Ding Daodao looked at Jin Qing staring at the cardboard box: "Minmin, you go to the shower and change clothes first, Dad will finish this thing tonight, I don't need your help!" ”