After school, Nan Nan jumped home with her schoolbag on her back. She was well-behaved, and opened the refrigerator herself and put the dinner prepared by her mother in the microwave. It was the leftovers that her mother took home from the beauty salon the day before. Nan Nan is a very sensible child and never picky about food. She knew since she was a child that she did not have a father. Her half-sister, 14 years older than her, had already gotten married. Every year on her birthday, Nan Nan made a wish: I hope she would grow up soon. In fact, she liked her mother's smile very much, because Nan Nan thought that her mother would look good when she smiled, but since her sister's father and her father passed away, her mother never smiled again. She was always worried and she couldn't bear to make her mother angry because there were two mothers and daughters at home.

Nan Nan sat obediently in the living room doing homework. A gust of wind blew, and the vase in the center of the living room table fell to the ground. Nan Nan was shocked and still packed it up obediently. The TV was turned on for no reason. Nan Nan was a child after all. When she saw the cartoon on the TV, she watched it alone, not even noticed the shadows coming out of the bathroom.

Not far from the TV, the ringtone of the phone brought Nan Nan back from the cartoon. Nan Nan picked up the microphone, and there was only the wind-like salsa inside.

After a few dozen seconds, Nan Nan put down the phone and quickly returned to the front of the TV, staring at the progress of the cartoon on the TV. The child was so naive.

Wang Xiuqin was absent-minded when she was at work and made mistakes several times. The boss's wife didn't say anything. She was just a poor old lady. In fact, her beauty salon was not too short of staff. When Wang Xiuqin came to apply for the job, she felt that having someone to fight was not necessarily a bad thing.

After working until he got off work, Wang Xiuqin did not clean up the beauty shop and hurried home. Only the boss lady and the three beauties looked at each other.

Along the way, Wang Xiuqin felt very guilty. She only hated that she had no money and could not let her two daughters live a happy life. Her eldest daughter Wenwen would not find a man to marry her. The man had no mother. Her father was in a nursing home. She had Alzheimer's disease for many years and had high fees every year. The only thing a man was to be very good to her eldest daughter. Wang Xiuqin also told her daughter: "It's good to be nice to you, it's good to be good to you. Money and milk are all things outside of her mother." In fact, Wang Xiuqin also knew that Wenwen didn't like her son-in-law very much, but if her life was a little bit better, it was really a little bit better. If her husband was still there, her daughter would marry a little bit better, right?! How could the youngest daughter run around and wander around every day with her at a young age?

Wang Xiuqin returned to the apartment building panting and measured the elevator. She felt relieved. The iron door opened heavily and closed heavily. The elevator walked towards the 8th floor little by little. Wang Xiuqin held the only horizontal handle in the elevator with both hands and gently closed her eyes.

The iron door of the 'Ding' opened heavily, and Wang Xiuqin quickly walked out of the bright and narrow space. The elevator door was closed again. In the empty elevator, a person's back was printed on the reflective metal wall. The back slowly turned around and smiled slightly at the metal wall.

"Mom, eat whatever you do." Nan Nan said sensible.

The symphony of pots and pans in the kitchen finally seems to have a sense of life in this not-so-human apartment.

Until nearly 7 o'clock, the sun began to set, and Nan Nan said timidly: "Mom, can we turn on the light?"

Wang Xiuqin thought for a while and said, "We are turning on the lights at 7:10. We are holding on for a little while." Wang Xiuqin has always used this method to save electricity and money. There is no way, his salary is only a little bit. The child is in the 6th grade of elementary school, and life is not easy and it is still long.

The apartment building, which is not crowded at night, becomes quieter, and the sound of water dripping in the kitchen becomes particularly clear.

Wang Xiuqin encountered a nightmare: she could deeply feel someone holding her arm tightly and looking at her with sad eyes. Soon, the picture turned around. An old man with white hair stood in front of the public fund. It was strange that Wang Xiuqin could feel the expression on his face, and could feel the old man's sad face and sigh in his heart.

The night duty phone number of the Public Security Bureau woke up the sleepy person: "Hey! Hello, what can I do to help you with the alarm center?"

The voice of "Sha...Sha...Sha......' came from one end of the phone.

The policeman asked at one time: "Hello, the alarm center can ask you if there is anything you can do to help you?"

Still no one responded. The policeman opened the map on the computer according to the procedure and locked the location of the mobile phone signal. It was a family on the 14th floor of Dingyu Community.

The policeman put down the headset on his head and found the leader on duty to report the matter. The leader turned the matter into a document report. After thinking about it, he would send the report to a higher-level colleague in the police station.

The leaders on duty could imagine that the most famous black-faced god in the Public Security Bureau saw this strange call for the crime.

Wang Xiuqin finally woke up from the nightmare and looked at the clock. At 2:30 in the morning, a cup of warm water kept the original temperature in her throat, hoping to sleep for a few more hours with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!