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Jiang Shu and his team members received the task temporarily and had to deal with it.

Compared to the task at hand, this little matter of Happy Hotel is really not worth mentioning.

After understanding the situation, they followed the procedure for supernatural events.

Those who should sign a confidentiality agreement should sign it, the bodies that should be disposed of should be disposed of, and the people who should be taken away should be taken away.

For example, the mad man who was still barking like a dog was finally taken away by Jiang Shu's men and sent to a mental hospital. Otherwise, if he was left outside, he would scare people even if he didn't hurt them, which would have a very bad impact.

They were extremely efficient. After just over an hour, they had dealt with all the situations here, and then continued on their journey to carry out their mission.

Before leaving, Jiang Shu said to Yu Beiming: "I hope that next time we meet, we won't be so rushed and we can have time to have a good drink together."

Yu Beiming said: "If you encounter any difficulties, you can always come to me."

"Okay, I've written it down!"

Jiang Shu and others got on a black SUV, waved to Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming, and set off on a new journey with his team.

At this time, the crew's bus wobbled over and stopped in front of the Happiness Hotel.

Master Wang opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and shouted: "Director, I'm here! The car is fixed! Hey, Director, why do you look so tired and have dark circles under your eyes? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Pan Mao sneered: "Didn't sleep well? I didn't sleep at all!"

"Aren't we already staying in a hotel? Why aren't you sleeping? Oh, I see. Director, you must be very particular about your bed, right? You look delicate and particular. You're not like rough people like us who can sleep soundly even in a car until dawn."

Pan Mao had the urge to slap Master Wang to death, but then he thought that someone had to drive, so he gave up.

He didn't want to stay in this damn place any longer, and hurriedly called for everyone to get in the car.

Everyone lined up to get on the bus, except Xiao Liu, who was holding the little girl who was still comatose, and looked a little anxious: "What should we do with this little girl? Didn't the team leader just say that he had notified the welfare home to pick her up? Why hasn't she come yet?"

Xiao Liu had just told his cousin about this little girl.

Sure enough, my cousin was very interested and immediately expressed her willingness to adopt the child.

You know, things are different now than before. The birth rate is low, every family treasures their children, and abandoned babies and orphans are rare.

The children left in welfare homes all have some defects to varying degrees, and many families would rather give up adopting them than accept a disabled child.

It is actually not easy to adopt a normal child.

Legal adoption requires procedures and approval from an orphanage, so the little girl still has to be sent to an orphan first to confirm her status as an orphan before she can be adopted.

He should have been sent to an orphanage by the police, but later it was taken over by the Special Affairs Department.

Jiang Shu and his team were in a hurry to complete the mission and did not have much time to waste, so they temporarily withdrew after notifying the welfare home.

Sang Feiwan said, "This place is remote, and it will take some time for the people from the welfare home to come over. Xiao Liu, you go take the bus with the director and the others first. Bei Ming and I will wait here with the children for a while. Our car is fast, and we will catch up with you soon, and then we will meet up at the service area."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Miss Sang."

After Xiao Liu handed the little girl to Sang Feiwan, he also got on the bus.

Under the glow of the rising sun, the bus started slowly.

Pan Mao was sitting in the car. When he looked back through the window, he saw Sang Feiwan holding the child and talking to Yu Beiming in front of the courtyard of the hotel.

The warm sunshine fell on them, peaceful and cozy, just like a family of three - oh no, it was a family of four, with a little black cat beside them.

At that moment, he especially wanted to capture this harmonious and beautiful scene.

He raised his phone, but then he remembered the confidentiality agreement he had signed before and had to give up with regret.

Oh, what a pity that I can’t post on Weibo. Otherwise, it will definitely be a hot search again!

Sang Feiwan turned around and walked inside with the child in her arms - the people from the welfare home would not arrive for a while, and it would be stupid to stand outside.

As a woman who has never had a child, even someone as strong as Sang Feiwan is still not good at holding a baby.

She held the child up stiffly in her arms, supporting his shoulders and hips, and the child's head drooped.

She felt something was wrong, so she changed her position.

This time the head was supported properly, but the hips began to slide down.

She frowned: "How come holding a child is harder than killing someone?"

Yu Beiming chuckled: "You've never been hugged before, so you'll definitely be uncomfortable. Let me do it."

He took the child from Sang Feiwan, let the child's head rest in his arms, and his other hand wrapped around the child's legs and supported his hips.

The posture looks very skillful.

Looking at the child in his arms, Yu Beiming's cold eyes could not help but be tinged with pity: "She is so light that she doesn't look like a child who is almost six years old."

I can’t imagine how much abuse my mother went through in the three years since I lost her.

Sang Feiwan looked at Yu Beiming curiously: "You are quite skilled in holding the child."

Yu Beiming said: "After all, I have raised two children. So, I have more experience than you."

The children he was referring to were Xiaofeng and Laoqiu.

When Lao Qiu was picked up, he was still old enough to wet his pants.

It was all thanks to Yu Beiming who raised him with great difficulty.

If a child cries, he has to be held and comforted. If a child pees or poops, he has to be cleaned up immediately—even if he has the Dust Purification Technique to make it easier. But the time when a child poops or pees cannot be estimated. Sometimes, as soon as he is picked up, the child pees all over Yu Beiming.

Even if you are a god, it is not easy to take care of a child. Especially Lao Qiu is a disappointing child who still wets the bed when he is seven or eight years old.

A light breeze is relatively better.

When Yu Beiming met Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng was already eight years old.

Although he was sensible at an early age, he was still a child after all, and his physical strength was limited. He followed Yu Beiming, trekking through mountains and rivers, and was obviously very tired but gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Yu Beiming was soft-hearted after all, and when he saw that he was tired, he carried him on his back.

The man who always said that he would not accept disciples, actually fulfilled all the duties of a master, guided Xiaofeng into Taoism, and taught him the arts without reservation.

In life, Yu Beiming is more like an old father, taking care of everyone.

As a cultivator who practices fasting, Yu Beiming can go without food or drink.

But since Xiaofeng came to his side, he has never missed a meal three times a day. He tries his best to feed him good food and drink, and teaches Xiaofeng: "Don't be picky about food, otherwise you won't grow tall."

When Xiao Feng was not picky about food and ate everything, he said, "I told you not to be picky about food, but you can't eat and drink too much. Look at your belly, you have a fat belly. How can you fly a sword in the future? Go outside and run ten laps on the mountain!"

Xiao Hei, who was sleeping next to him, had another dream: in the dream, Yu Beiming made lots of delicious food for him and kept asking him to eat it.

It was eating happily, but Yu Beiming scolded it with a stern face: "Look at your belly, you have a fat belly, how can you fly a sword in the future?"

Xiao Hei woke up suddenly, everything in the dream disappeared in an instant, only that sentence kept lingering in his mind.

So it subconsciously looked at its little belly - uh, there were already three or four circles of fat.

Will I be unable to fly the sword in the future? But if I lose weight, I have to give up delicious food! But if I don’t lose weight, I can’t fly the sword!

What to do? It’s so hard to choose!

Forget it, I'll just go back to sleep and worry about it when I wake up.