"Then what do you suggest we do!" Wang Ming angrily threw away the cigarette butt and said.
Chen Cuicui started crying again, "You're asking me, but I don't know either. We have two kids at home, and this child is also my own. What do you want me to do? It's all your fault, Wang Ming. You're incompetent and useless! You can't even support your own kids!"
Wang Ming smoked silently, unable to refute.
After a while, Chen Cuicui said, "Let's buy some things to visit her. Let's get her some infant formula. Although we can't raise her, she is still our child!"
Wang Ming nodded, "Let's go! Bring all the formula we bought before to her!"
The two of them acted on their decision, grabbing their things and heading downstairs.
It was already one in the morning.
Except for a couple of drunken hooligans wandering the streets, everything was silent.
The two walked cautiously because Baihua Kindergarten was at the edge of the urban village, so they had to walk a fair distance.
