Chapter 309

"Don't worry, there won't be any police to catch you." The man who killed a thousand swords scared the innocent girl like this. It is estimated that from last night, the two brothers and sisters watched the bundle of money and were scared all night.

"Just give the money to your parents."

"I have no parents."

Maybe the girl said it too naturally in front of her eyes, or maybe she said it in such a naive voice. It was really distressing. Qiao bao'er was stunned for a second and didn't know how to answer.

She really can't comfort people.

The girl seems to be used to not having parents. She is not very depressed. Instead, she is happy to tell her, "my brother and I live in a welfare home, and many children live together."

Qiao bao'er looked at her dress. Just like last night, she had old red cotton padded jacket, big tassel short boots, and white face stained with dust. But at this time, she was smiling innocently.

Last night when she saw the child's dress, she knew it was a child of a poor family, but she and her brother were orphans.

The girl then said to her, "last night my brother gave the money to sister ah Zhen in the welfare home. Sister ah Zhen is an adult. We need to listen to the nun."

"Did the nuns ask you to come out and sell flowers?" Qiao bao'er asked her, thinking of the darkness of some society, and then asked, "did those nuns bully you?"

Hearing this, the child shook his head. "Sister Zhen is a good person. We have food to eat and we can go to school. My brother said that we are big children, and we have to take care of other children in the welfare home. My brother took me to sell roses here, and he can earn some money to buy textbooks and rice for nuns. "

Qiao bao'er looked at the seven-year-old girl and listened to her talk about the life in the orphanage and how to make money by selling flowers.

She felt that the girl was really satisfied with her smile.

Just like an instinctive reaction, Qiao Baoer can't help wiping the dust from her face. Such a beautiful little life deserves better care.

Qiao bao'er bought her a basket of roses. At last, the girl insisted that she only dared to charge 200 yuan and ran away. She hopped happily to find her brother.

Carrying a basket of roses, she drove back to her 402 apartment.

Maybe beautiful things can make people feel a little happy. When Qiao bao'er looks at more than ten roses in her small bamboo basket, her previous depression has dissipated.

I turned on the TV. The sound from the TV made the cold house not so empty.

At the beginning, Qiao bao'er didn't care what program was playing, and her hand was fiddling with the basket of roses.

When she heard the words IP & G, she looked up at the screen.

[a spokesman for IP & G group promised that this year, the group's charitable fund will vigorously support orphanages, especially in the areas of student assistance and medical treatment

Qiao Baoer looks at the news and frowns. IP & G suddenly gives a big support to the children's Fund.

Subconsciously, she raised her head and looked at 502 on the ceiling. She paid little attention to IP & G affairs. Perhaps the group had funded in this area long ago. Maybe she thought too much about it.

Qiao bao'er put this basket of roses in the center of the tea table in the living room. The roses have some fragrance, and the amazing red petals are in full bloom.

And the rose as like as two peas on the stalk, the same as the one in the basket.

Qiao bao'er looks at these roses, thinking, a little absent-minded.

Her stomach was cooing, and she found that she hadn't eaten for most of the day since the morning.

It's easy to pick up the mobile phone, so she wants to order a take out, but when she places the order, she looks at the dazzling so-called Christmas dinner on the app, so she doesn't know how to choose.

No matter how expensive the takeout is, even if you eat too much, you will not be interested.

After thinking about it, she threw her cell phone on the sofa and turned into the kitchen.

She washed some rice and cooked white porridge with the automatic electric pressure cooker. It's very simple, even she can use the kitchen waste wood.

It's a bit bleak for her to drink white porridge while others have a big Christmas meal.

However, the porridge is warm, even if there is no taste of porridge, she can finish it.

Others say she is picky about food, but Qiao bao'er doesn't think it's so hard to raise herself, but they don't do it in the right way.

She thought of the last time Tang Yu came to cook her scallop porridge in person. I don't know if it's telepathy. She scooped porridge while holding soup, and the mobile phone on the sofa tinkled.

Tang Yu happened to use wechat to send her a blessing message.

The words are very simple

Qiao bao'er was shocked for a long time, but he thought deeply.

About three minutes later, she put down the spoon, repressed her complex emotions, and sent a video invitation to Tang Yu on wechat.

Qiao Baoer anxiously waited for him to accept, but the video invitation was rejected by him.

She pursed her lips, a little unwilling and angry, trying to click the video invitation button one after another until he accepted it. And Tang Yu on the other end of the mobile phone seems to know her very well. He called her directly with his mobile phone.

"Baby."

Tang Yu still called her like this, but today her voice was a little hoarse.

Qiao bao'er's mood is very tangled and complicated. He didn't listen to his voice carefully. He gritted his teeth and endured some outbursts of emotion. He suddenly asked him, "do you want to send me a Christmas present?"

The man on the other end of the mobile phone was silent for a while. Tang Yu didn't seem to have guessed that she would suddenly ask him for a gift.

It's natural to ask for gifts from others. This is his baby's character.

"What do you want?"

He asked casually, with a light tone and a light voice, not like those warm-hearted promises, but Qiao bao'er knew that no matter what gift she said, Tang Yu would try her best to do it.

He is such a cool and extreme person, very vulgar and intelligent man.

Qiao Baoer holds the mobile phone tightly, the voice is a little flustered and impatient, "little pillar, you know what I want."

She waited for his answer.

"Ah Chou"

The man on the other end of the mobile phone is very destructive. It seems that he can't help but sneeze. Then Tang Yu said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Qiao bao'er didn't know what he meant by "I'm sorry." she just wanted to ask him.

But the man on the other end of the mobile phone seems to have a bad cold and sneezes again.

Tang Yu doesn't pretend, because he never pretends.

He's really sick.

"Do you have a fever?"

"Low fever."

"Take the electronic thermometer. What's the temperature now?"

After a while, I heard something like looking for something, and then the person on the other end of the cell phone was very honest and said, "38.4 degrees Celsius."

Qiao Baoer a listen, words some anxious, "how can you get sick, you forget your childhood more than 40 degrees high fever thing, you immediately go to eat something, and then go to take fever medicine, back to the bedroom to lie down and rest."

"Good."

Tang Yu's response is a little slow, but her voice sounds very good.