Chapter 641

Jing Muchen looked at the girl squatting in the corner to eat. What do you say! In fact, he understands her very well.

Because Jing Muchen was just like her. She was very poor, had no money, no status, and couldn't even eat. She was often bullied. If she hadn't met xiaorou's mother, Jing Muchen couldn't be like this.

And this girl is not as lucky as he was. Without help, her life will only go down a steep road, very difficult, very difficult.

Jing Muchen picked up her dishes with chopsticks and put them in her mouth. They are surprisingly delicious. They have the taste of xiaorou's mother. Xiaorou's mother used to cook these dishes.

Jing Muchen tasted it when he was very young, but there were too few opportunities. He only ate it two or three times. He always missed the taste. For dinner tonight, Jing Muchen ate two bowls of rice. How come even the rice she cooked is fragrant?

after meal.

Jing Muchen called the girl to the study. He sat in the boss's chair, put his hands flat in front of his desk, looked at her very seriously and asked her some questions.

"I ask you some questions and you answer me truthfully." Jing Muchen is very happy. He never likes to beat around the bush.

"Yes." the girl nodded.

She knew that Jing Muchen was not a bad person, and she also let her stay in such a good house for one night. She was very grateful to him.

"What's your name?" asked Jing Muchen.

Jing Muchen knew she couldn't speak, so she gave her a small blackboard. She could write the answer on the blackboard with a black pen. When he asked the next question, she erased it first and then wrote it again.

"Zhou Mengmeng," wrote the girl.

Zhou Mengmeng? I don't think it's consistent with her. She's not cute at all, but she's still pretty and timid.

"Where is your home?" Jing Muchen asked again.

"Zhoujia village." Zhou Mengmeng continued to write.

Zhoujia village?

Jingmuchen suddenly remembered that xiaorou's mother seemed to come from there. When I was a child, it seemed that she mentioned it once. With Jing Muchen's memory, he would not be wrong.

No wonder. No wonder the dish she just cooked tastes like xiaorou's mother. It turned out to be from the same place. Jing Muchen's eyes at Zhou Mengmeng have changed again. He can find too many intimacy in her. Those feelings are those he has not seen for a long time and wants to find back.

The older Jing Muchen is, the simpler he wants. It's not money or status, but some very simple things that can comfort him mentally.

"Who are the two people chasing you today? What does it have to do with you?" Jing Muchen then asked.

"They are my uncle and aunt and want me to go back to the countryside to get married," Zhou wrote.

She doesn't want to marry pockmarked Wang in the village, and she doesn't want to be taken by her uncle and aunt for betrothal money.

"So, you came to the city to escape marriage?" Jing Muchen asked again.

Zhou Mengmeng shook her head. Of course, things are not so simple.

"I went to the city to find my father. When my mother died, she told me that my father was here." Zhou Mengmeng wrote.

Looking for Dad?

It seems that she hasn't seen it for many years. I'm afraid she hasn't even figured out how to find her father! Jing Muchen has contacts. Maybe she can help. It's better than looking for a needle in a haystack and looking for people all over the world.

"Have you seen your father?" Jing Muchen asked again.

Zhou Mengmeng shook her head. Her face was a little depressed. She shook her head. She didn't know how to find her father or where he was.

And she doesn't have much money. She has to find a job before looking for her father! Otherwise, dad will starve himself to death before he finds it.

"How are you going to find it?" Jing Muchen asked again.

In fact, he can offer help to her as an expression of his apology. He didn't pay attention to bumping her when driving. Jing Muchen wanted to help her more because she was like herself.

In the most critical time, we especially need someone to help. Extending a helping hand may change each other's life. He will be the same as xiaorou's father in those years.

Zhou Mengmeng shakes her head. She hasn't figured it out yet, but she will find a way. It's her own business to find her father.

"Maybe I can help you," said Jing Muchen.

He offered to help Zhou Mengmeng, but she was shaking her head because she really didn't want to trouble him.

"It's getting late. Go to bed first! We'll discuss it tomorrow morning." Jing Muchen said faintly.

He asked the servant to arrange Zhou Mengmeng in the living room. In fact, he didn't intend to let Zhou Mengmeng go again. He could let her stay at home as a servant. He liked her cooking.

And she just needs a job, at least until she finds her father.

The next day, early morning!

When Jing Muchen got up, he saw the breakfast on the table. He knew it was prepared by Zhou Mengmeng. Jing Muchen smiled and sat down to eat.

wait.

Where is she?

Jing Muchen looked around. Since she even had breakfast ready, she couldn't sleep in. Where did she go?

"Where is she?" Jing Muchen asked the servant.

"Mr. Jing, she left, but she left a letter for you before she left." the servant put the letter in front of Jing Muchen.

He opened the letter and found that Zhou Mengmeng's handwriting was very good. Although she came from the countryside, she wrote very well. She was also a little girl with a story!

"You don't have to worry about yesterday. My legs are all right. Thank you for taking me home in the heavy rain and letting me stay at home all night. If it weren't for you, I might have been drenched in the street last night. I'm gone. I went to find my father. Thank you for your care, thank you."

Zhou Mengmeng's letter is very simple. There is no special emotion. She just simply tells Jing Muchen that she is gone, she wants to go back to her world, and so does he.