Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

After eating, Yan Wanqing took a chair and sat outside, watching the busy people on the roof of the workshop.

With so many people, she can always catch Jiang Mo's figure quickly.

Occasionally looking at each other, the two looked at each other and smiled.

After Jiang Yanhui finished talking about the matter, he stood beside Yan Wanqing.

Jiang Yanhui found that Yan Wanqing's mood was much better than before.

It is no longer frowning, but there is more joy on the face, and occasionally some smiles.

He was a little jealous of her smile, because her smile was not for him.

"Wanqing, it's very sunny here, go back to the house!"

"It's so stuffy in the room, I just want to sit here and enjoy the breeze."

Today's weather is very sultry, and the wind blowing over is hot, Jiang Yanhui really doesn't know what is good for blowing here.

He asked the people below to bring him a chair and sit down beside Yan Wanqing.

Feeling Jiang Yanhui sitting beside her, Yan Wanqing's smile faded instantly.

"Are those people worthy of your happiness?"

Jiang Yanhui looked at it for a long time and didn't know what to be happy about those men doing coolies.

"of course."

"Can you tell me why?"

"Because they don't belong here, the way they are busy makes me feel very energetic."

Yan Wanqing stayed for a few days and was somewhat familiar with the people here.

They have undergone special training, and they will be imprisoned no matter what they say or how they behave, and they are lifeless and lifeless.

"Then do you know that even if they are so busy that their fingertips are covered with calluses and their bodies are covered with wounds, they still won't make much money."

Jiang Yanhui's family background was not good, he sold coolies when he first entered the society.

Every day is very hard, every time I go to work, I feel that life is like a year, every time I am scolded, every time I see the wounds on my body, I resent why I was not reborn into a wealthy family.

Yan Wanqing looked at Jiang Yanhui, who was full of resentment, and said slowly, "The value of life is not whether you can make a lot of money, it depends on whether you are happy or not."

"Although they work very hard, their faces are filled with happy smiles. Some people earn a lot, but they don't feel happy. In this case, what's the use of earning more money?"

"Elevated your status."

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. The elevation of status is only for some people. There are more people than you can imagine."

This is just a sea market, what about the whole country?

Yan Wanqing always felt that such comparisons were meaningless.

Jiang Yanhui smiled wryly, "Yeah, no matter how hard I try, there are still people above me pressing down on me."

Otherwise, why would he lower his figure to please Yan Xuehui and ask Yan Jing for help?

Yan Wanqing had no intention of comforting Jiang Yanhui, the decisions he made were all chosen by himself, and they were hateful.

"Brother Hui, there's a call over there."

Jiang Yanhui got up to leave. Yan Wanqing rested her chin on one hand and stared at Jiang Mo with great interest.

Late night
When the lights in the room were turned off, people fell into a deep sleep, and the entire courtyard was silent, a black shadow quickly passed by in the darkness.

knock knock...

Yan Wanqing opened the door and let Jiang Mo in.

"I saw the meal Jiang Yanhui prepared for the workers today. You must not be able to eat it well, so I specially left you a big chicken drumstick."

Yan Wanqing handed Jiang Mo a chicken leg as if offering a treasure.

Jiang Mo fondled Yan Wanqing's hair, "You can eat it yourself, I'm fine."

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "This chicken leg is too big, I can't finish it by myself."

What she didn't say was that Jiang Yanhui was very kind to her, and would not treat her badly in terms of food, clothing and housing. Breakfast, lunch and dinner were very rich.

Yan Wanqing sat by the bed, resting her chin on her hands, looking at Jiang Mo with bright eyes.

Jiang Mo tore off the most tender meat from the drumstick and handed it to Yan Wanqing's lips.

Yan Wanqing opened her mouth happily, "This chicken leg is not as delicious as Uncle Gao's, but because you handed it over, I think it is very fragrant."

When Jiang Mo heard the little girl's implicit love words, his tall and straight body suddenly froze. He hooked the tip of her nose angrily, "Who did you learn love words from?"

Thinking about it, Jiang Mo felt a little jealous again.

Did Jiang Yanhui say these words to the little girl?
Yan Wanqing groaned, and wiped the oil stain Jiang Mo rubbed onto her nose with a tissue, "Have you forgotten what I do?"

"I'm writing romance novels, and love stories come at my fingertips. Do I still need to learn from others?"

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, the stone choked in his heart went down instantly.

He smiled and rubbed the tip of the little girl's nose with the back of his clean hand, "You are quite capable."

"That is."

Yan Wanqing was very proud.

Immediately, she suddenly thought of something serious, and asked, "Jiang Mo, you repaired the roof of the workshop today, did you find anything unusual inside?"

Speaking of this matter, Jiang Mo's expression also became dignified.

"The last time I came to unload the goods, the person in charge of the workshop said that it was usually very noisy here, so it was built in a remote place, but today I stayed on the roof for a whole day and didn't hear anything."

Yan Wanqing said: "The workshop is not noisy at ordinary times, but noisy at night."

I don't know if Jiang Yanhui has become wary, but there are very few intrusive screams recently.

Yan Wanqing hesitated for a moment, closed her eyes, and told Jiang Mo what she heard outside the workshop that day.

"I was very scared. I didn't dare to raise my head to look at the scene inside. I was afraid that what I saw would be something I couldn't bear."

Seeing Yan Wanqing's clenched fists, Jiang Mo stretched out his strong arms and hugged the little girl into his arms.

He hugged her very hard, pressed her head against his chest, let her feel his strong heartbeat, and comforted her fear, "Wanqing is not afraid, I am here, no one can bully you."

Yan Wanqing leaned on Jiang Mo's arms attached, "If possible, can we rescue those poor girls when we leave?"

"can."

"very nice."

"Wanqing, we can leave here soon."

Yan Wanqing hummed and fell asleep in Jiang Mo's arms.

Jiang Mo looked at the sleeping face in his arms, the corners of his thinned lips curled upwards, and he tapped the tip of her nose lightly with his fingertips.

The little girl seemed to want to make up for the sleep she had lost these days, and fell asleep every time she saw him.

In fact, he was also sleepy, because he had a good sleep last night because of her presence.

Jiang Mo turned off the desk lamp, and lay on the bed with Yan Wanqing in his arms.

Jiang Yanhui in another room was sleepless.

The call he received today was from the pier, telling him that the ship had successfully returned, so it was time for him to send Yan Wanqing back.

Jiang Yanhui didn't want to.

Although Yan Wanqing didn't like him, the day and night getting along these days made him like the feeling of Yan Wanqing being by his side.

If Yan Wanqing was put back, there would be no connection between them at all.