After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 428 Kiss My Baby (37)

Bazahei was taken aback, but he wasn't too surprised. Ding Bao was able to do such a thing after getting along for so many years.

There must be some external incentives behind her extreme and self-interested temperament. Bazahei wants to know more about her and is willing to hear more about her stories.

"That was more than ten years ago, I just came back from Ding's house..."

Ding Baona spent nearly half of his childhood in Ding's family.

With his own name, Ding Bao returned to the orphanage. The dean's mother took a look at her and led her back to the public dormitory without saying anything.

It was a large empty room with more than 30 beds, separated by men and women, with a curtain hanging in the middle.

Ding Bao was considered old, so he was assigned a position by the window, and he could install a small curtain by himself. There was also a small table next to the small bed. The table was locked and Ding Bao kept the key.

The dean's mother takes care of each child in every possible way.

She came to Ding Bao's bed more than once before going to bed, sat down gently, and chatted with her.

Sometimes, Ding Bao pins her affection for her mother on the dean's mother. She will call out the dean's mother before going to bed, and the dean will reply softly.

"Well, I'm here."

The orphanage is her home.

"You can always come back, and Mother Dean will always welcome you."

Ding Bao, who did not shed a single tear at the funeral, wet his pillow silently that night.

During the day, Ding Bao would take his new brothers and sisters to do handicrafts and watch them play games, while he would help the children in the yard mend clothes.

The financial situation of the orphanage has not been very good. The dean's mother would cough all the time in autumn, and Ding Bao had been wearing that white shirt since he could remember.

Ding Bao felt sorry for her and sympathized with her, so he continued to cut and repair the clothes that the older children in the yard couldn't fit, and left them for the little ones to wear.

Everyone has no new clothes, but after Ding Bao's hands, everyone wears different clothes.

Ding Bao became the little parent of the children, taking them to play and taking care of them.

Several children of the same age did not like her.

I didn't like it since I was a child.

Because Ding Bao is well-behaved and obedient, he can always get close to the dean's mother.

Xiaomo, the most beautiful boy in the orphanage, only treats her well, and follows her all day long, calling "sister and sister".

The most important thing is that the children in the orphanage are the least likely to see people in the same situation as themselves living well.

This is already the default rule for everyone.

At about the same age, whoever is favored by the dean's mother will no longer be able to integrate into their small group.

Everyone has no father and no mother, why can Ding Bao monopolize the dean's mother?
Their dislike will not be shown on the bright side. The children who grow up here have several appearances.

In front of the dean's mother, they interacted with love.

In front of the adopters, they are well-behaved and smart.

But when all those who are higher than them are absent, they will show their true colors.

It's not bad, but the kind of evil caused by living without any sense of security and belonging since childhood.

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Ding Bao knows that human nature is evil.

She also believes that human nature is evil.

So when she found the needle in her pillow, she didn't feel any fluctuations in her heart. She looked around at the few people who hadn't come back. She calmly picked up the pillow and swapped it with the one on the next bed.

That night, there was a scream.

The dean's mother quickly turned on the light and came in, and the children in the whole room looked over with sleepy eyes.

The girl cried fluffily, pointing at her head and crying loudly.

"It hurts, Dean's mother, it hurts here!!"

The dean shined a flashlight on her head for a while, and finally found a thin needle the length of a thumb in the middle of her messy hair.

It just got stuck in the scalp, and it was fine to pull it out, but fortunately it didn't get stuck in the head.

The dean frowned and asked the girl with a needle.

"What needle do you play at night?"

"Don't talk about me, someone stuck a needle in my pillow!"

"Then who are you talking about?"

"Yes... yes, it's Ding Bao!!"

Ding Bao beside him was sewing clothes under the lamp, and he just raised his eyelids lightly when his name was called.

"Why do you say it's me?"

"You have needles! You have needles in the thread box next to your bed!"

Ding Bao looked at her, there was no panic on his immature face.

"Who doesn't have a needle in this room? Mother dean, the children are all asleep, there's nothing to worry about."

Can't find definitive proof, who cares who did it.

All the dean's mother can do is to comfort her.

The child has eyesight and knows that it is useless to make a fuss, so he can only lie down and sleep crying.

The next day, the children who were playing on the playground found Ding Bao and said that their ball had been accidentally kicked into the management room.

Looking back, the door of the management room is closed, because it faces west, and there is no sunny place all year round.

There is an administrator living in it, the former old dean, who worked as an administrator in the orphanage after retirement, responsible for checking the discipline after the lights are turned off every day, and also responsible for the safety of the children.

This is an old man in his 70s, with a weird temper and a strange appearance. He said that he had a car accident when he was young and his face was disfigured, so he never married a wife and had children in his life. Two wages to get by.

The children are afraid of him.

Because he is very fierce and can beat people with a stick. Although he is very old, he has a lot of strength and a bad temper.

Ding Bao didn't want to go either.

She sent them to the dean.

But the children said that the dean knew that they had broken the glass and would definitely punish them.

They begged Ding Bao, because the ball was one of their few toys, and if it was in the hands of the old man, he might puncture the ball.

Seeing the expectation in their eyes, Ding Bao went anyway.

For courage, a little boy followed her to the door.

But when the door was knocked, the small door opened with a "creak", and the musty smell made Ding Bao subconsciously squint his eyes.

The old man had a bald head, wearing an old flesh-colored shirt, with a fat and bulky figure, and a pair of eyes with dilated pupils, cloudy and lifeless.

Ding Bao subconsciously clenched the stick hidden behind him, and boldly asked him for the children's balls.

He thought he would be beaten up, but unexpectedly he stepped aside.

"Go in and get it yourself."

The little boy quickly slipped in, and Ding Bao waited outside. The time passed bit by bit, but there was no movement in the house.

Ding Bao was a little worried.

She subconsciously felt something was wrong, and yelled into the room.

There was still no reaction in the house.

Suddenly, Ding Bao heard a shout from inside.

"Sister Ding Bao! I'm stuck, come and help me!"

The old man frowned and cursed.

Ding Bao hesitated for a few seconds, and finally walked into the dark room.

As expected, messy and damp.

(End of this chapter)