Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

When sirens sounded, everyone looked back and saw several policemen getting out of the car and running over.

Fu Shengyu frowned, holding his child and moving two steps back from the crowd.

A child nearly drowned in the sea. This is not a big deal, but it is also not a small matter.

It is normal for children to encounter danger when they are playful and not watched by adults. Fortunately, they are rescued. If it was murder, there is no evidence. Didn’t you see how sad the parents are?

The police began to question them. The man held his son and went up to explain to the police, and kept bowing to the crowd to express his gratitude. The woman was still crying with her hands covering her face, and the girl sat on the ground in a daze, with a bright red slap mark on her face.

Until a female police officer squatted next to the girl. She was about to speak when the woman, as if stimulated, reached out and pushed the female police officer to sit down, then quickly hugged the girl in her arms.

She kept muttering: "Panpan, Panpan..."

It seems like he was overly stimulated and frightened, and had a stress reaction.

When the man saw this, he came over with his child to apologize to the policewoman. The policewoman was very tolerant. As a woman, she could better understand a mother's emotions.

Qingyun was a little shaken, this really seemed like the result of the girl's mischief, but she had seen the girl's cunning last night and could understand why she was obedient and cautious.

Qingyun couldn't understand the girl's behavior today. She thought it was very strange. How could such a smart girl who could judge the situation well go to the beach alone?

At her age, she must know that it is dangerous for children to go to the beach. Isn't she afraid that her parents will take the opportunity to abandon her if she leaves them?

Qingyun wanted to ask Fu Shengyu quietly, but when she saw his calm and indifferent expression, she was so scared that she dared not speak.

After being educated and comforted by the police, the family of four left hand in hand, leaving only the crowd chattering about things like the children being disobedient and the parents being too careless.

Even if the child drowned, his parents would not regret it. They would only feel that they had a brilliant plan and excellent acting skills.

Qingyun often feels that she thinks too badly of people, but if she had not experienced some inexplicable malice, she would also believe that everyone is true, kind and beautiful.

It was already bright in the sky, but the clouds had obscured the sun, so the sunrise at the seaside had long been ruined.

There were more and more tourists on the beach. Fu Shengyu asked Qingyun if he wanted to buy a small shovel and a small wooden bucket to play with sand. Qingyun was in a bad mood and shook his head and said that he wanted to go back and take a nap.

Fu Shengyu didn't force it and took Qingyun back.

The car ride back was still just as quiet. Why did they have to take a statement? Neither the father nor the daughter wanted to mention the drowning incident.

After returning to the hotel, Qingyun really went back to the room to rest, Jinyu stayed in the room to look after him, and Fushengyu went to the gym downstairs to exercise.

Right and wrong are in the hearts of people, but we cannot dig out people's hearts to see who is right and who is wrong. Not many people are willing to get involved in such matters.

They are so cruel that they can kill their own daughter. If they get angry, they may not be able to kill us strangers.

We are not fools. If one person can't take care of two children, it's understandable. But if two people can't take care of them, then what is it that's intentional?

But the police believed what others said, so who would be willing to speak out? Without substantial evidence, can you still speak out for justice if it is not slander?

"Why is it that no one is willing to save me?"

"I eat very little and can help with housework. The textbook fee for one semester is 20 yuan, plus the money for paper and pens, which is at most 50 yuan. I don't have too many requirements, as long as I can read and recognize words."

"I can make money by picking up trash. I pick up empty bottles and cartons every day and sell them to the waste collection place. At most, I can make five or six yuan a day, and at least one yuan."

"I know that high school tuition is expensive, at least one thousand. I have been saving since elementary school, and I can save at least five hundred a year, which is enough for my high school tuition."

He stopped talking, and the only sound left in the silence was the "puff" of wind blowing through the broken umbrella.

He looked back and saw that the rain had disappeared. The sun was shining on the ground and there was a rainbow behind him.

The mist was dispersed by the sun, and the clouds under the broken umbrella were swayed by the wind, and seemed to be smaller to the naked eye.

He was a little panicked. Perhaps the mist condensed from water vapor would be evaporated by the sun at will, and the mist escaping from the rain could not be replenished now.

The sun shone on him, and at this moment he hated such warmth and the beautiful rainbow.

What he wanted now was for the rain to continue falling, so that the cloud would slowly grow bigger, until the wind blew and it could soar up, pass through the low clouds, and reach the middle and high clouds, where it would merge with those high clouds and would not dissipate easily.

He cursed softly again, and frantically tried to pull the cloud under his body to protect it, but when he inserted his hand into the soft and warm cloud, the cloud instead broke into a small piece and disappeared quickly.

The cloud became smaller. He pulled back his hand and slapped himself hard on the face, then broke down and cried.

"I'm useless, I'm a beast and a waste, I'm destined to accomplish nothing in this life!"

After he finished his roar, he said in a low and calm voice: "Why am I still alive?"

"Or die."

His crazy look was enough to scare people, but even so he still held the umbrella steadily above the clouds. His right hand and he seemed to be two different creatures.

It is also touching. It is kind for the rich to spend huge sums of money on charity, and it is also compassionate for the poor to not want to trample on a flower or a tree.

"But even ants try to survive. Survival is a human instinct."

Qingyun opened his eyes, and Fu Shengyu just opened the door of the room, "Qingyun, get up and have lunch."

Qingyun was stunned for a moment. She was not sure whether the words were said by that person or by her, and whether Fu Shengyu heard anything.

Fu Shengyu frowned and touched Qingyun's forehead. His hand was so cold that Qingyun shivered.

"What's wrong? You don't have a fever, but where do you feel uncomfortable?" Fu Shengyu asked Qingyun with concern while sitting by the window.

Qingyun didn't dare to look him in the eye. He clenched his right hand tightly under the quilt. However, his hand, which had just woken up, had no strength. Qingyun forced himself to do so until he felt the pain in his palm.

"I'm sleepy, father." Qingyun opened his arms and fell back onto the bed, turned over and covered himself again.

"Haha, get up and eat, you little lazy bum." Fu Shengyu laughed softly twice, reached out to slowly pull open the quilt, then stretched out his fingers to poke Qingyun's soft little face, making her kick around on the bed.

"When she opened the cabbage leaves, she found a baby girl curled up inside. The queen was surprised and said, 'It's a child, she is an elf.'"

Qingyun giggled, and Fu Shengyu pulled her out of the quilt again, "Get up, rinse your mouth and eat."

"Okay." Qingyun found it funny when she thought about how Fu Shengyu had just told her the plot of the story in a serious manner to coax her.

"The elf is very well-behaved and obeys the king and queen. He will brush his teeth and eat his meals obediently." After saying this, Qingyun got off the bed and jumped to the bathroom.