The stick successfully stole Chef's cigarette.
Chef still did not know anything, and he was still sympathizing with the joke in his heart.
At this moment, a discipline was shouting.
"Jia Geng?"
"Where did Jia Geng go?"
The officer shouted a few times before he saw the joke.
"Jia Geng, come here!"
He waved his hand.
The stick was shocked, thinking that he had been discovered.
"Your mother is here to see you."
The officer walked over and said.
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. So it wasn't that he had been discovered. It was Rulai Qin Huai.
He quickly let go of Chef's hand and followed the discipline.
"Don't forget to come back for dumplings later. I'll save them for you.”
Chef said cheerfully to the stick.
He still didn't know that he had lost his cigarette.
The stick followed suit and soon saw Qin Huairu.
It was a reception room with a table and two chairs. Qin Huairu was sitting inside.
Qin Huairu's eyes immediately turned red at the sight of the meme.
"Hey, did you get beaten up?"
Qin Huairu stood up and touched her cheek, tears streaming down her face.
"It's only been a few days. How did you lose so much weight?”
"Is this place abusing you?"
No matter how bad Qin Huairu was, he had always been very good to the gossip.
It was a piece of flesh that had fallen off her body.
Qin Huairu wanted to argue with the juvenile detention center on the spot.
But the meme stopped her.
"Mom, I'm fine. I fell on my own.”
"What's this smell? It smells so good.”
The meme changed the topic.
"Mom made dumplings for you."
"Eat it while it's hot. Look at how thin you are. What kind of food do they give you every day?”
"You eat first. Mom will think of a way to bring you home for the New Year.”
Qin Huairu wiped away her tears and decided to bring the meme home.
What was this place?
How many days had it been?
When his son first came, he was fair and fat. Now, he was almost skinny!
Qin Huairu's heart was filled with rage.
"Mom…"
The stick wanted to say something, but Qin Huairu had already left.
Looking at the fragrant dumplings in front of him, the stick quickly ate them.
The dumplings were still steaming hot. Qin Huiru had been holding them in her arms all this while.
The stick was wolfing down the dumplings.
On the other side, Qin Huairu had already found a way to discipline him and was arguing with him.
"We never hit the children here. That's what the children play with.”
"The food is full every day. If you don't believe me, you can go to the kitchen and take a look.”
"You want to take Jia Geng away? This is against the rules!"
"Jia Geng will stay here for a month.”
This discipline didn't intend to let Qin Huairu take the stick away.
Moreover, he had other thoughts.
"Why don't you accompany me for a night? I can let you take Jia Geng away and send him back after the New Year.”
He looked at Qin Huiru and felt lustful. His hands started to move.
Qin Huairu slapped him.
"B * tch, you still dare to hit me!"
This discipline had even drunk a little at night. Now, he was even more intoxicated by the alcohol and began to tear Qin Huiru's clothes.
Qin Huairu struggled as he called for help.
Her screams attracted the attention of others, and she was saved.
If she had been a little later, her clothes would have been torn apart by this discipline.
Qin Huairu's face was filled with tears as he rushed into the house to take the stick away.
"I want to report you!"
"This is not a juvenile detention center, this is a prison!”
Qin Huairu shouted so loudly that his voice was hoarse.
The stick had just finished a box of dumplings when he saw Qin Huairu rushing in with disheveled clothes.
The matter had blown up!
The discipline from before had also sobered up and was apologizing profusely.
If he really blew it up, he would not have a good ending.
In the end, it was the director of the juvenile detention center who came forward to settle the matter.
"My lady, I'm really sorry.”
"Our juvenile detention center is a proper place. This employee must have drunk too much just now. I apologize on his behalf and am willing to compensate you.”
"How about this? You can bring Jia Geng home for the New Year and send him back after the New Year. We'll compensate you with ten yuan.”
the director said as he held Qin Huairu's hand.
Ten yuan?
Qin Huairu was a little tempted.
She only earned about 20 yuan a month.
He could get ten yuan in one go.
Seeing that Qin Huairu was moved, the director hurriedly continued.
"I will definitely punish this employee severely!”
"Thank you for your help in discovering the loopholes in our work!”
The station chief took out ten yuan and stuffed it into Qin Huairu's hands.
Then, he patted the stick on the head.
"Jia Geng, go home with your mother for the new year.”
"Good child."
When the director saw Qin Huairu nod, he finally let out a sigh of relief. He glared at the disciplinary officer again.
Qin Huairu wiped away her tears, put away the ten yuan, and left the juvenile detention center with the stick.
The director's side definitely needed to be reorganized.
They were usually lazy and neglected to discipline these children. The director knew it, but he couldn't be bothered.
But now, the nature of this matter had changed. It was a crime.
Fortunately, he had dealt with Qin Huairu. Otherwise, he would not have had a good ending if the juvenile detention center had been strictly investigated!
As for Zhou Xu, he also knew about this matter.
"F * ck!"
Zhou Xu cursed.
The stick had already stolen Chef's cigarette. He had seen it all!
But at the critical moment, the meme actually left!
He also took the cigarettes with him!
Zhou Xu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.
On the other hand, the thug followed Qin Huairu out of the juvenile detention center. They walked far away before turning back to take a look.
He was afraid that Zhou Xu would chase after him.
Even if Silly Zhu broke his legs, he was not that afraid of Silly Zhu.
However, the psychological trauma that Zhou Xu had left on him was too big.
He only came back to his senses when he followed Qin Huairu home.
At this moment, Qin Huairu hurriedly wanted to check on the child's condition. She could sense that the child must have been beaten up quite a bit.
No matter what, he couldn't send the meme back!
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