Dress up and fight!

Chapter 505 I'm actually a martial artist (6)

The child's mother looked at Jin Qing and felt chills in her heart: There is something wrong with this woman, right?

Afterwards, the young mother picked up the little boy and whispered in his ear: "Go, we should go home!" After speaking, she hurriedly hugged the little boy and walked in the opposite direction of Jin Qing.

Looking at the backs of the mother and son, Jin Qing suddenly thought of a question: how did she forget that 707 seems to have found her a father back!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing tied the rag on her stomach that was used as a belt even tighter, and she vaguely remembered that someone once said to herself: Tighten it tight and you won't be hungry.

Jin Qingjin sauntered home with her broken slippers, because walking slowly would save energy wasted, and she still has this common sense after traveling through so many worlds.

When Ding Min first arrived in this city, he only rented a small bungalow.

But as the number of people looking for her as a substitute gradually increased, she also found a manager for herself, referred to as the group leader.

Under the arrangement of the group leader, Ding Min found a community far away from the film and television city, and rented a small house with two bedrooms and one living room of more than [-] square meters.

There are many factories near this community, and there is a large flow of people coming and going, so the supporting facilities in all aspects are also very complete.

Due to the large flow of people coming and going in the film and television city every day, the law and order here is stricter than other areas, and Ding Min's appearance is not considered beautiful, so there is no such thing as being molested.

When Jin Qing walked to the gate of the community, the security guard at the gate rushed out of the security booth. After seeing Jin Qing, he was taken aback, "Miss Ding?" She is somewhat familiar.

But Jin Qing's image today is obviously beyond the tolerance of the security guard.

I saw Jin Qing's hair stuck to her head as if it hadn't been washed with shampoo.

Her upper body was wearing a dirty white T-shirt with no visible color, her lower body was a pair of shorts with two trouser legs of different lengths, and a pair of slippers of different styles and sizes under her feet were still the same.

The most frightening thing was that Jin Qing kept emitting the smell of rotten food, which made her look extremely sloppy.

The security guard looked at Jin Qing and opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say another word: "You are taking on a new play!" No wonder there is a need for a stand-in actor. With this image, which female star would dare to try it.

At the same time, the security guard still felt a little emotional: this Miss Ding is really dedicated to her job, and she is willing to kill herself and dress herself up like this. It seems that this money is not easy to earn.

Thinking about myself again, although I don’t make much money, I still sit in the pavilion every day without being protected from the wind or rain.

However, I recently heard that the first and second floors of several nearby communities have been attacked by thieves one after another. I don't know when it will be my turn.
Thinking of this, the security guard suddenly felt that the burden on his body was heavy: In fact, his money is not easy to earn!
Jin Qing looked at the security guard who stared at him, sighed and shook his head, obviously lost in his own thoughts: "." What's wrong with this guy.

Walking away from the security guard who was already caught in his own thoughts, Jin Qing walked straight to the house that Ding Min rented.

Ding Min rented the first floor, although it was a little damp, but at least he brought a yard, so that Ding Daguo could grow and order vegetables in a wheelchair when he was free.

So Jin Qing walked into the corridor and stood at the door of Ding Min's house, wondering whether he should climb in through the high fence on the other side of the yard, or through the ventilation window in the bathroom, which one would not scare Ding Daguo, after all. She has no penchant for scaring disabled people.

Just when Jin Qing was terribly entangled, the door was opened from the inside.

The anxious man inside looked at Jin Qing who was standing outside, and was obviously taken aback: "Xiao Min?" It's only been twelve hours since I last saw her, why does she feel that her daughter is different from the morning.

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Ding Daguo: "Where are you going?" Since his legs and feet are not good, why are he still running around.

Ding Daguo was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Jin Qing: "I'm going to find you, Xiao Min, why are you dressed like this?" Ever since his daughter went out in the morning, Ding Daguo felt restless. As if something was going to happen.

My daughter is caring, knowing that I am worried about her safety, so I take time to send myself a message every day when I am resting, but today there is no text message all day.

Moreover, when he called Ding Min, the phone was turned off without exception, which had never happened in the past five years, which made Ding Daguo even more panic-stricken, and he was about to go out while turning his wheelchair.

Jin Qing looked at Ding Daguo, and then looked down at his clothes. Jin Qing scratched the back of his head and explained, "How about the new look?"

Ding Daguo smelled the smell of Jin Qing, looked at Jin Qing's face that made him feel very strange, and said in a low voice: "It's very, very unique." What happened to his daughter, and why did he feel this way? unfamiliar.

Hearing the word chic, Jin Qing lowered his head and looked at his dirty clothes: how unique is it.

Afterwards, Jin Qing squinted at Ding Daguo: There is nothing wrong with this old man's aesthetics!

A strange silence fell between Ding Daguo and Jin Qing.

Afterwards, Ding Daguo first asked Jin Qing, "Xiao Min, why didn't you knock on the door when you got home?"

Jin Qing: "." That's right, why did she climb over the window and wall just now? There are people in the room, so she can knock on the door!

707: "." Hehe, even if you live ten more worlds with your brain, you still won't be able to remember to knock on the door, okay?

Seeing that Jin Qing didn't speak but just stared at himself, Ding Daguo turned the wheelchair back a few times: "Look at Dad's memory, Xiao Min, go into the room and change clothes."

Ding Daguo looked at Jin Qing's expressionless face, and felt that something had obviously happened to his daughter, so he didn't dare to speak any more, for fear of stirring up her fragile nerves and causing her sadness.

Seeing that Ding Daguo stopped asking questions, and just kept walking himself into the house, Jin Qing sighed in her heart: the name father was just a pronoun in her heart, and she really had no experience staying with this pronoun.

When Jin Qing entered the room, he found that there were more than a dozen stacks of square cardboard boxes in the narrow living room, and two large red plastic bags, which contained some coated paper that could be pasted like labels. .

These two things almost filled the entire living room.

The common feature of these cartons is that each stack of cartons is less than one meter high, and it seems that they are specially prepared for Ding Daguo.

Ding Daguo looked at Jin Qing and stared at the paper box: "Minmin, you go to take a shower and change clothes first. Dad will finish these things tonight, and I don't need your help!"

(End of this chapter)