409 Chapter 409: I Can't Find You

"No," Jiang Lingzhi shook her head, her voice was slightly nasal: "Father, I didn't break this vase..."

"There were a few children playing here just now, I was afraid of hurting them, so I wanted to sweep..."

Jiang Puqing naturally believed in her words, pushed his glasses, turned to the two old men and said, "There was a misunderstanding, it was not because of Zhizhi, but because there were a few children just now, probably because the children were naughty."

"What did she say?" The old lady didn't believe it. "I saw her when I came up. There is no one here."

Mr. Jiang's anger also gradually calmed down: "Forget it, I broke it when I fell, what else can I do."

It was just a moment of anger.

Now that the vase is broken, can it be restored?

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes were a little red, and she said stubbornly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask yourself, I didn't fall in the first place."

Mr. Jiang stomped his crutches, and his anger flared up again: "I said forget it, what else do you want? You just figured it out, I can't pull the children who are guests over and ask them one by one?"

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In the room, Jiang Puqing comforted her softly: "Dad, I believe you didn't break it. Wait for Dad to ask and see who broke it. It's just a vase. It's not a big deal, so don't take it to heart."

It wasn't a big deal.

But what really hurts is their attitude.

Jiang Lingzhi lowered her eyes and didn't speak.

Jiang Puqing patted her on the shoulder, and quickly opened the door and went out.

The door was closed, and the room returned to silence.

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, and her eyes fell on the suitcase in the corner.

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in the living room.

Several little boys stood there listlessly with their heads down.

"We accidentally bumped into the vase when we were playing there just now."

"My sister told us not to touch it, and even cleaned it for us with something. My sister didn't drop that vase."

"We didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry Grandpa Jiang."

The children obviously realized that they made a mistake, and they apologized very sincerely.

The child's parents were also sitting there with a serious expression: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Jiang, the child just told me that he broke the vase, so I asked him to take the initiative to admit his mistake."

"I heard that you still criticize Zhizhi because of this matter? This matter really has nothing to do with Zhizhi."

Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were still sitting on the sofa, their faces turning green and pale.

How harsh the scolding was just now is how embarrassing it is now.

Just at this time, the nanny Zhou came down from upstairs in a hurry: "Oh no, Miss Zhizhi is gone, and the suitcase in the room is also gone."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Puqing stood up: "What?"

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Jiang Lingzhi was a little lucky, fortunately, he only brought a small suitcase when he came.

Otherwise, it's really a bit embarrassing.

Carrying her schoolbag and dragging a small suitcase, she walked along the road.

It's been a year.

Now that the new year is over, why do you have to wrong yourself to stay in this place.

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed.

She glanced back and forth. It was a bit out of the way, and taxis would hardly pass by, not to mention that it was the first day of the new year.

After walking for ten minutes, Jiang Lingzhi stopped without a single car passing by.

She had a sore nose, and finally couldn't hold back her emotions. She simply squatted down by the side of the road, tears streaming down her face.

Soon, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears.

She cried because she couldn't get a taxi.

That's right, that's it.

Jiang Lingzhi held back her tears, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and made a call slowly.

The bell rang once and was answered.

Jiang Lingzhi tried her best to control it, but her voice was still a little choked: "Ashu..."

She sniffed: "I can't find you."