Just when Jin Qing's anger level was about to reach the critical point, Ding Daguo finally put down his chopsticks: "Minmin, daddy is full, daddy is going back to the room first." Then he turned the wheelchair and walked toward the bedroom like his butt was burning. While running.
Jin Qing: "..." Get out of my sight quickly, or I will give you a ride.
Ding Daguo returned to the room, grabbed the cold kettle in the room and drank desperately: He originally wanted to eat all the bacon to avoid Min Min, but this thing was too salty and he really couldn't eat it. .
Watching Ding Daguo back to the room fiercely, Jin Qing looked at the meat pot with a large piece missing: "..." Should she go over and get rid of the old man now to avenge her own meat?
Thinking of countless ways to eliminate Ding Daguo, Jin Qing sighed and said she had better eat first. She really had no interest in bullying a disabled person.
Feeling that the pot containing the broth was a little cold, Jin Qing picked up the pot, tilted his neck and poured it into his mouth, swallowing the soup and meat together. It was safer to keep things like meat in his stomach.
Jin Qing was eating happily, but she didn't notice that the door of Ding Daguo's room moved slightly behind her.
After eating, Jin Qing put the pot and bowl in the sink and rinsed it. Then she walked back to her house to think about what to do next.
Hearing Jin Qing's door closing, Ding Daguo wheeled his wheelchair out of the room and stopped outside Jin Qing's door. Not long after, he heard snoring one after another coming from inside the room. Ding Daguo reluctantly pushed the door open quietly. opened.
Seeing Jin Qing sleeping sprawled out on the bed without taking a shower or changing clothes, Ding Daguo gently came to Jin Qing's side and stretched out a trembling hand to touch Jin Qing's scalp.
When Ding Min was a child, she was very taboo about being told that she had no mother. Once she had a fight with boys in the village, and Ding Min was hit on the head with a stone. She went to the hospital and had nine stitches. Although the wound healed later, there was a scar left in that place. Long flesh scars, and they are still bald...
Ding Daguo's idea is very simple. If the person in front of him is really his Min Min, then the scar must still be there.
As soon as Ding Daguo's trembling hand touched Jin Qing's head, Jin Qing suddenly turned over and gave him a back.
Ding Daguo was so frightened that he quickly took back his hands and started beating wildly. What if this person was really his Min Min, would his actions hurt her heart?
Who would have thought that not long after Jin Qing turned over, her snoring sounded again.
Ding Daguo breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand again to accurately touch the spot where Ding Min left the scar.
After finding the scar, Ding Daguo was completely relieved. It was really his Min Min.
After that, Ding Daguo looked at his hand that had just touched Jin Qing's head and felt that his hand was sticky and had a faint fishy smell.
Ding Daguo looked at his hands and then at Jin Qing, who was sleeping soundly. He saw something was stuck on Jin Qing's hair, making her hair sticky.
Moreover, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that the back of Jin Qing's head was a bit flat...
Seeing that Jin Qing was about to turn over again, Ding Daguo hurriedly wheeled his wheelchair out of Jin Qing's room: he couldn't let Minmin notice that he had come in.
As soon as Ding Daguo went out, Jin Qing opened his eyes, but the snoring in his mouth did not stop.
Jin Qing frowned tightly as he looked at the door: These mission targets are getting better and better, which is really annoying.
The night passed so peacefully.
Early the next morning, Jin Qing got up from bed, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to the living room, only to find that Ding Daguo, who was supposed to be labeling the clothing factory, was not in the room at this time.
Jin Qing pursed her lips. How could this man still be in the mood to run around when his legs and feet were obviously weak.
Just as Jin Qing was thinking about it, he heard a knock on the door: "Old Ding, are you at home?"
Jin Qing learned from Ding Min's memory that this person should be Li Zhihua, the group leader Ding Min found for him.
Jin Qing was just about to reply that Ding Daguo was not at home when he heard Ding Daguo's voice outside the door: "Brother Zhihua, why are you here free today? Are you here to see Minmin?"
Li Zhihua is several years older than Ding Daguo, and coupled with his status, every time Ding Daguo sees him, he will respectfully call him Brother Zhihua.
Li Zhihua was obviously startled when he saw Ding Daguo coming from behind him, and then looking at Ding Daguo's relaxed look, Zhihua felt a lot more relaxed.
From Ding Daguo's relaxed expression and words, Li Zhihua got a message. Ding Daguo must not have received news from Ding Min, otherwise his expression would not be so relaxed now.
Thinking of the news yesterday, Ding Min's wire broke and fell from a height, causing fatal injuries to the back of his head and lumbar spine. After being taken away by the hospital, he mysteriously disappeared in the hospital. Li Zhihua felt that his heart was being deceived.
Looking at Ding Daguo who was looking at him with a smile in front of him, he thought about the card containing 200,000 hush money that the deputy director of the crew gave him this morning, asking him to handle Ding Daguo's affairs.
Then I thought about what the assistant director said: "Li Qun, I entrust you with this money and things. You can decide how much money to give, but you must handle it properly and don't cause trouble to the crew. After all, We will still cooperate in the future..."
Li Zhihua felt like he was sweating profusely. Asking him to come over to appease Ding Daguo was simply giving him a hot potato.
Moreover, how could he say these comforting words? As for pocketing the money, it was even more impossible. Not to mention whether Ding Da would make trouble, even Li Zhihua couldn't pass this test in his own heart: he loves money, but he loves money. He doesn't dare to take any money, but he doesn't even dare to think about buying life money like this.
The assistant director finally added to him: If it is confirmed that Ding Min is dead, he can add 500,000, but he must not let Ding Daguo cause trouble.
Thinking of this, Li Zhihua wanted to scold his mother. In the hearts of these bastards, one life is only worth 700,000!
At this time, Li Zhihua looked at the smiling Ding Daguo in front of him, moved his mouth, and found that he could not tell what happened to Ding Min at all, so he could only squeeze out a smile: "Brother Daguo, you have received news from Xiao Min. What?"
Li Zhihua especially hoped that someone would tell Ding Daguo about Ding Min now, so that these words would not have to come from his own mouth.
After all, he had watched the father and daughter struggle all the way in the film and television city until now. He knew how difficult it was for the two of them, and he also knew how deep the relationship between them was.
It was precisely because of this that he took more care of Ding Min. Who would have thought that something like this would happen today.
