Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 350 Leave
Cheng Zhishu added, "I will design their production line."

The director couldn't believe it, and joked: "Mr. Cheng, tell me the truth, is that factory director a relative of yours?"

How can there be such a hard work and hard work, and even take favors inside.

Cheng Zhishu is about to leave the factory, and he will not have a good rest during this time to work on the design of the production line.

I am not young anymore, can I bear it?

Cheng Zhishu didn't explain the reason, but said softly: "But I have to ask you to help hide this matter."

Director Xiao felt that he couldn't understand even more. Was this an unsung hero?Still doing good deeds without leaving a name...

Cheng Zhishu smiled softly at the other party, but the sales director didn't go into it.

"Sure, then I'll answer first."

Cheng Zhishu is going to the provincial capital soon, so why should he offend them, not to mention that he won't suffer if it's just a lip service.

After the other party left, Cheng Zhishu sat in the office with his eyes blank.

She can understand Qiu Mei's current mood.

Planting a precious seed, spending countless painstaking efforts to water and fertilize, and seeing a flower bud grow.

But some people stood up and said that the seeds belonged to them, and they wanted to take the pots away.

It is already a rare thing that there is no bad word in this situation.

The girl must be very conflicted at the moment.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhishu's face was helpless.

But she must figure this out.

First of all--

Cheng Zhishu needs to find out the child's blood type.

While Cheng Zhishu was thinking hard about how to achieve his goal, the phone on the table vibrated wildly.

The ringtone seemed to carry a sense of urgency.

After Cheng Zhishu picked it up, his daughter's voice choked up.

The contents inside made Cheng Zhishu stiff in his seat.

Things have completely exceeded her expectations, or in other words proved Cheng Zhishu's most terrifying conjecture.

Qin Su cried for a long time before realizing that there was no voice from his mother.

"Mom, are you there?"

Cheng Zhishu responded, "This incident is too sudden."

"Yes, we didn't expect it either... But now we can only do this, I can't leave Mengmeng alone."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhishu pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling tired.

On the phone, the daughter told herself that Mengmeng had nightmares from that day on, saying that her grandma beat her.

I took it to the hospital twice, and even the doctor thought that the family was patriarchal, and said a few words that child abuse is a crime.

What's even more frightening is that Mengmeng began to fall into a coma frequently, and the hospital couldn't find out the cause.

In the end, they could only be persuaded to take their children to a bigger hospital.

From the county seat to the provincial capital, the caliber is still the same.

In the end, even Ren Siqi began to doubt, did the mother-in-law really beat the child?
Because of Ren Qianmeng's incident, the family has become a mess.

Qin Su didn't dare to tell his mother about this to avoid a bigger misunderstanding.

Seeing his two-year-old daughter getting thinner, Ren Siqi couldn't bear it any longer. He made a decision to take his wife and daughter to the capital.

Kyoto has the best medical resources, and the cause will definitely be found.

Qin Su loves her daughter very much, so she can only agree. The reason for calling is to inform her mother about it.

Cheng Zhishu heard the voice of only his daughter but no son-in-law on the phone, and knew that the other party finally blamed him.

But she couldn't argue with it.

At this moment, Cheng Zhishu was able to confirm his guess.

That child is not an ordinary two-year-old at all. Although he doesn't know why, he has a thinking beyond his age.

She was avoiding the issue of blood relationship, more precisely, she was avoiding the grandmother who wanted to find out the issue of blood relationship.

Even at the expense of framing and self-mutilation.

(End of this chapter)