Chapter 483: Just Know That This Chess Piece Is Easy to Use!

In the past days and nights, this child was his only concern.

His eyes suddenly became wet, "Ling'er......"

The father and daughter cried with joy and hugged each other.

After a long time, Wang Meng's straight figure was slightly bent, and he led the child into the house, and said as he walked: "Ling'er, how did you come here, why are you so thin......"

He didn't notice at all that a woman in her thirties with exquisite makeup, wearing high heels, walked out from behind a big tree not far away, and saw the father and daughter walk in, with a confident smile on her face.

He whispered indifferently: "Hmph, I know that this chess piece is easy to use!" ”

In the house, Wang Meng found that his daughter was just crying and didn't say anything.

He took the child's thin little hand and said distressedly: "Dad knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances in the past few years, and Dad will take you to your side to raise you." ”

Ling'er held back her tears and saw him, wondering if it was true or not?

He washed a towel and carefully wiped the tears off his daughter's face.

Patiently continued to ask: "Ling'er, how did you come here, and who sent you here?" ”

Ling'er, who just wanted to speak, suddenly closed her mouth and shook her head silently.

Wang Meng knew that Ling'er's grandmother's house would be ten minutes away from here.

What's more, the military compound will not let a child in, it should be the woman who sent the child, or let someone else send it, so don't be embarrassed.

He suddenly felt sorry for the child, "Ling'er, are you hungry?" Have you eaten? ”

Ling'er shook her head bitterly.

Wang Meng saw that there was nothing to eat in the house, and suddenly remembered something, and said to the girl with a pale and listless face: "Ling'er, you wait." ”

He took out the water he was reluctant to drink from the drawer, and handed it to his daughter.

Ling'er thought that her father had gone to get something delicious, but she didn't expect it to be a bottle of water.

She looked at her father suspiciously, wondering what he meant.

Wang Meng decisively opened the soft rubber stopper and said, "Ling'er, you taste it!" ”

Ling'er took a sip and soon found that the water was very sweet.

She took another sip, and immediately felt warm in her heart, and she said in surprise: "Dad, the water is delicious!" ”

Seeing that his daughter's face gradually improved, Wang Meng was happier than drinking it himself.

He didn't dare to let his daughter drink more, so he corked the bottle and said excitedly: "Ling'er, Dad will take you to eat good." ”

"Okay, Dad!" Maybe it was because of drinking water, Ling'er quickly came alive.

Ten minutes later, when Ling'er saw a few plates of fragrant food on the table in front of him.

She gulped in embarrassment, and when she was full, she burped and said, "Dad, I don't want to go back to my grandmother's house, they say I'm a loser, and they won't let me eat enough...... Mother won't let me talk about these things......"

Wang Meng picked up chopsticks and kept picking up vegetables for his daughter.

He felt sour in his heart, he didn't have the heart to eat, and watched his daughter eat her meal in distress.

As she thought, she was abusive to her own flesh and blood.

The lines on his face tightened, and his eyes burned with anger and continued to ask, "Ling'er, have you gone to school?" ”

Ling'er shook her head blankly, "Dad, what do you do when you go to school?" ”

That woman didn't even teach her children such a simple thing?

He patiently said: "Going to school means that many children learn cultural knowledge together and understand a lot of truths......

Ling'er's bright eyes looked at him, "Dad, then I also have to go to school!" ”

Wang Meng's eyes were full of distress, and he solemnly promised, "Okay, Dad will fight for your custody first, and our father and daughter will live together, and Dad will send you to school." ”

Although Ling'er couldn't understand her father's words, she kept nodding her head.

She suddenly found that her father hadn't eaten yet, so she quickly sandwiched a piece of red stewed meat and handed it over.

"Dad, you have to eat too."

The lines on Wang Meng's face quickly softened, and he took a bite of the red stewed meat mixed with family affection that his daughter had sandwiched.

The mood gradually improved, and I was very glad that my daughter was still a simple little cabbage, and she was not polluted in that dye vat.