yes.

Ye Wudao nodded.

Song Qianqian asked again: "Did you serve in the northern border?"

Um?

Ye Wudao frowned, how did Song Qianqian know?

He nodded suspiciously: "That's right."

Song Qianqian was obviously excited: "I...I have something to hand over to you, please follow me."

good.

A strong sixth sense told Ye Wudao that what Song Qianqian wants to give him must be of great slightest.

It is likely to involve the Northern Xinjiang Military Region.

The two walked to the door and Brother Xiong shouted again.

"Stupid bitch, wait. You and your little face, don't even think about living today."

"Even if Master Six lets you go, I will definitely kill you...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wudao kicked the other party's calf.

There was a crisp sound, and the scarred calves were broken.

The screams of a pig-killing scream came far away.

The fear on Song Qianqian's face became even stronger.

The two walked out of the bar, and Song Qianqian turned around almost every three steps, her eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

In her heart, this bar is completely unstoppable, so I can take a look at it now.

Half an hour later, Song Qianqian took Ye Wudao to the community where she lives.

This community is a building from the 1980s. It is dirty and dilapidated, mosquitoes ravaged, garbage everywhere, and smelly.

There is not even the value of demolition.

This made Ye Wudao frown.

Song Qianqian is at least a bar owner, and she looks very fashionable and sexy, and she exudes the atmosphere of a strong woman everywhere.

How could she live in this place seem a bit out of place?

Song Qianqian's house lives on the top floor.

There was no elevator in this old building, so the two of them climbed the stairs all the way to the sixth floor.

When I opened the door, the room was clean and bright, warm and comfortable.

Walking in, Song Qianqian said, "You sit for a while, I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

good!

Ye Wudao sat down, and Song Qianqian walked into the kitchen to boil water.

As a result, Song Qianqian just walked into the kitchen, she suddenly screamed: "Shanshan, what's wrong with you Shanshan?"

Um?

Is there any situation?

Ye Wudao almost subconsciously stood up and rushed to the kitchen.

Standing at the kitchen door, everything inside was clear at a glance.

A pretty and cute little girl is curled up in the corner.

Her right hand was red and swollen, as if she was burned.

Her eyes were covered with tears, but she didn't cry.

After seeing Song Qianqian, the little girl choked and shouted "Mom".

Song Qianqian squatted down, grabbed the little girl's hand with distress and said, "Shanshan, what's going on?"

Shanshan whispered: "Shanshan is hungry and wants to cook noodles, but she is scalded by boiling water."

Song Qianqian's eyes turned red and she choked and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Shanshan, it's because my mother didn't take good care of you."

Xiao Shanshan stretched out her little hand and wiped her tears for Song Qianqian.

"Mom doesn't cry, mom doesn't cry."

"Okay, mom won't cry." Song Qianqian quickly wiped her tears: "Xiao Shanshan, you go to the living room first and sit for a while, will mom give you the bottom?"

good.

The little girl nodded obediently.

Song Qianqian picked up the little girl and turned around. Only then did she find that Ye Wudao was standing at the kitchen door.

She apologized to Ye Wu and smiled: "Sorry, Mr. Ye, this is my daughter, Shanshan."

"You guys go to the living room to sit for a while, I'll give you a bowl of noodles."

Ye Wudao nodded.

Ye Wudao sat opposite the little girl.

The little girl kept bowing her head and did not dare to look at Ye Wudao in front of her.

Her hands crossed together with restraints, occasionally touching the wound, her whole body twitched in pain, but she did not dare to make any sound.

Ye Wudao found a simple medical box next to him, so he picked up the medical box and prepared to treat the little girl's wound.

Unexpectedly, the little girl was frightened when she saw Ye Wudao walking towards her. She struggled to fall off the sofa, holding the sofa with both hands and retreating backwards.

"Woooo, uncle, don't hit Shanshan, Shanshan knows that she is wrong."
Chapter completed!