Walking out of Shen's house, Qingyan did not go back to school immediately, but went to a certain community.

The blogger sent him a message with his address, and as soon as she saw the message, she took a taxi and left.

More than half an hour later, the taxi stopped in a neighborhood.

She got out of the car and walked in according to the address given.

The community is not large, and she quickly found the family on the third floor.

She reached out and knocked on the door.

The owner of the house is a middle-aged man with glasses, he is cooking, and the old father is sleeping in the house.

Thinking that after the meal was cooked, my father would wake up and eat.

Hearing the knock on the door, the middle-aged man looked happy, someone must have come.

He quickly wiped his hands and walked over to open the door.

Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and his original look of expectation instantly dimmed.

Obviously, I didn't expect that the person who came to the door would be such a little girl, who looked like a student.

Convinced, he walked back again, and when he came over, he had an extra mobile phone in his hand, and he read out the end number of the mobile phone: "The number 3113 is yours?" ”

Qingyan nodded: "Yes." ”

The middle-aged man has a bad temper, and when he sees that it is such a girl, he still feels that he has been deceived, and today he is a girl.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she couldn't help but scold: "You said that you, you didn't learn well at a young age, and you actually learned to be a liar, be careful that I call the police to arrest you in." ”

She's a yellow-haired girl, what can she understand?

What a waste of his time.

The middle-aged man reached out to close the door.

Qingyanyan quickly reached over to block the door that was about to close, she looked serious, "I'm really not a liar, please believe me." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, "I'm very busy, I don't have time to talk to you here, I won't pursue this matter, where did you come from, go back, let's go." ”

With that, the door closed again.

Qingyan's hand was clutched, and the door could not be closed.

The middle-aged man got angry: "Hey, do you have to call the police to arrest you?" If it weren't for the fact that you were still a student, you would have been sent to the police station at this time! ”

At this time, the food in the house was still burning.

The old father seemed to be woken up.

He looked at his son's name, but no one responded, and he shouted a few more times and there was still no one.

Thirsty, he glanced at the wheelchair next to him and moved his body to get there.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

He accidentally fell out of bed.

The old father hit his head on the ground, blood flowed from his head instantly, and he whined in pain, but no one seemed to notice him in the middle-aged man at the door.

Qingyan suddenly smelled a smell of pasty coming from inside, and she frowned: "Do you smell a smell of paste?" ”

The middle-aged man secretly screamed, "My ribs!" ”

He didn't bother to pay attention to her, so he immediately turned around and walked in.

Qingyan was also polite, and took advantage of the other party's disdain to push open the door and walk in.

At this time, the middle-aged man was in the kitchen with the pot of battered ribs.

After walking in, she looked and suddenly heard a faint call: "San'er... Save...... Help me...... San'er ......"

San'er is the nickname of a middle-aged man.

Qingyan followed the sound and walked over, and found an old man lying on the ground, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

She rushed over, "Come on, people!" Come on."

The middle-faced man frowned at her voice.

How did she get in?

After thinking about it, he seemed to have forgotten to close the door.

When he walked over, he found his father covered in blood, and he called an ambulance in shock.