Mo Xiaodie and her assistant followed the staff of the TV station into Dudu's adoptive father's home.

Thirty-five square meters, an old one-bedroom unit, the floor is moldy, the sofa is painted, and the leftovers on the coffee table are messy. In the corner of the living room, there is a small dilapidated bed, the mattress on it is pitch black, I don't know how long it has been, the edges of the mattress have been scattered and broken. In addition to the musty smell throughout the room, there was also a smell of rotting food.

Mo Xiaodie slowly walked to the small bed, there was not even a pillow on the bed, this was probably the place to sleep!

Her heart felt like thousands of ants devouring her at this time, and the pain was unbearable.

Her degree, her Qibao, has always lived in such an environment, as a mother, is she too derelict in her duty.

"Director Lan, what's wrong with you?" Cortana asked with concern as she saw her strangeness.

"Nothing!" she reached out to touch the place where her daughter had slept, but before her hand could touch the mattress on the bed, a cockroach suddenly crawled out of the gap in the mat.

"Cockroaches! Cortana quickly pulled her to the side.

Dudu's adoptive parents, who were talking to reporters with snot and tears, heard Cortana's scream, and turned around to find that there were other people in the house.

"It's you, Comrade Reporter, it's her, it's her who beat me in the hospital that day, and she's also from the Lu family. As she spoke, Dudu's adoptive mother, Sun Yan, dragged Mo Xiaodie over.

"She not only beat me that day, but also grabbed my neck and gave me a pill that causes mental illness, we are soft-spoken, comrade reporter, you have to call the shots for us!"

The reporter immediately turned the microphone and camera to her: "Excuse me, is what she said true? You are also a staff member of the Lu family." ”

Mo Xiaodie looked at the camera and was generous: "Yes, I am the director of the Xingyue Home Decoration Design Department of Lu's Group." ”

"Just now Ms. Sun Yan said that you beat her in the hospital and gave her a pill that causes mental illness, is it true?" the reporter asked again.

Mo Xiaodie glanced at the reporter: "Do you think there is this medicine on the market?"

"This—" The reporter thought for a moment, "I don't think I heard of it." ”

"The matter of the hospital, I am here to state it to you. Xingyue Home Improvement's free home improvement program in cooperation with TV stations this time selects residents who are in difficulty and really need help. There's a reason we didn't choose Ms. Sun's family. ”

"What's the reason? It's nothing more than someone going through the back door, and it's just your company's secret operation. Dudu's adoptive father shouted dissatisfied.

Mo Xiaodie ignored him and looked at the reporter: "You have also seen that Ms. Sun and her husband are in their thirties, young and strong, if both of them go to find a job, I don't think life will be like this." ”

"My daughter and husband are sick, how can they work?" Dudu's adoptive mother pointed at Mo Xiaodie's nose and shouted, there are TV reporters here, she is not afraid of this woman!

"What kind of illness, is there a certificate from the hospital?" Mo Xiaodie asked rhetorically.

"Why are we telling you? It's you, after I gave my wife a pill in the hospital that day, she has been in pain all over her body, and you have to be responsible for that. Dudu's adoptive father raised his voice.