Shanghai Jiao Tong University's future entrustment app: I will take my motherland flying.

Chapter 223 An 8-year-old child! And even a ghost!

Song Zhi Ning's previous clients were all adults, but now, a child has appeared!

An 8-year-old child! And even a ghost!

What does this mean? It means that the child had already died at the age of 8.

What could cause an 8-year-old child to die?
If it's due to illness, that's fine, but if it's for other reasons...

Song Zhining pursed her lips and continued reading...

[Client: Hsu Wei-hsin (Ghost, 8 years old)]

[Date of Commission: May 3, 2024]

[Request: On April 24, 2019, my stepmother falsely accused me of stealing money, and my drunken father beat me to death. Please, please, find a way to give custody to my mother. I miss my mother so much, and I want to try to live.]

It is a child's desperate plea for help in an effort to survive.

Want to save?
Of course, they had to save her, even though Song Zhining wasn't there in person yet.

Just as she was about to accept the mission, a message popped up.

[Because the client is a child, the app will only charge the site administrator a single fee for child clients. Payment will be made upon completion of the task. Site administrators are advised to carefully consider whether to accept the task.]

There's only one reward?
That's nothing.

Even without any reward, Song Zhi Ning would save the child, as long as he wasn't a bad person.

Therefore, Song Zhining decisively accepted the task.

Song Zhining checked the time and location.

The deadline is the end of this month, so there's no rush at the moment.

And the location was actually in Pingli County, on the way from Shanghai.

She's currently in her hometown; she'll go to Shanghai tomorrow or the day after.

This task wasn't urgent, but Song Zhining still sent the client's name to her subordinates and asked them to investigate the details.

Song Zhining returned to her hometown to pay respects to her ancestors and heard something about her biological mother.

I heard that Jiang Rou has never come back for festivals like Qingming Festival or the Spring Festival.

Since her divorce, she has never returned to Qingshan County.

"Is she afraid we'll bother her?" The younger brother, Song Yunting, scoffed softly, seemingly quite disdainful.

But from Song Zhining's perspective, one could still see his slightly reddened eyes.

The two younger brothers had never met their biological mother, Jiang Rou. Their impressions of Jiang Rou were only from descriptions by outsiders.

She thought that her two younger brothers must have some resentment towards Jiang Rou, their mother.

Was she like that once too?

Even after many years, I still can't let it go.

However, Song Zhining has long since learned not to care anymore.

After spending two days at home for the Qingming Festival, Song Zhining returned to Shanghai.

The next day, she drove to Pingli County.

The car slowly came to a stop in a large square in Pingli County.

She slowly rolled down the car window and looked out at the square.

The main square was bustling with activity, perhaps because there was some kind of event today and the children didn't have to go to school.

The sound of music lingered in the square.

Song Zhining got out of the car and walked into the square.

There were many vendors in the square, selling balloons, food, local specialties, and exquisite little jewelry...

Young children, led by their parents, clutch balloons in their hands while eating.

Older teenagers, in twos and threes, were also having a great time.

Song Zhi Ning bought two cups of milk tea and sat down on the bench.

Sipping her milk tea and savoring its sweet aroma, Song Zhi Ning thought to herself, "Indeed, very few girls can resist the temptation of milk tea."

Just then, a frog came into Song Zhining's view.

It was in front of the carousel attraction, where a frog was putting on a great show, waving its clumsy limbs and making all sorts of funny movements, making the people around it laugh. Some children even went up to shake hands and hug the frog.

Song Zhining knew that the frog was just a person wearing a frog costume.

These human-shaped dolls can often be seen in many scenic spots or at the entrances of supermarkets, used to attract attention and entice customers.

Song Zhi Ning stopped at this large square today not because she wanted to stroll around.

Instead, the investigation revealed that her client, 8-year-old Hsu Wei-hsin, was working part-time there.

That's right, 8-year-old Hsu Wei-hsin needs to work part-time to make a living.

After seeing Xu Weixin's life and the attitudes of Xu's father and stepmother towards her, Song Zhining felt that Xu's father was a scumbag and unworthy of being a father.

And that stepmother was also a vicious one.

only……

Song Zhining had no idea what part-time job Xu Weixin was doing today.

"It seems we need to look for it properly, or at least ask around."

Just then, Song Zhining frowned as she looked at the scene before her.

Several boys, around ten years old, surrounded the human-shaped object and began pushing and shoving it, uttering vulgar language.

"You're like a motherless person; even your mother doesn't want you anymore."

"Do you not have anything to eat if you don't make this? Do you want me to give you my leftovers?"

"Haha, he's just a piece of trash."

"Weren't you just dancing? Keep dancing, keep dancing."

The humanoid frog was too bulky because it was wearing a mascot costume.

As a result, with this push, the human-shaped frog fell backward and sat on the ground.

Because it was too heavy, the frog tried to climb up several times but failed.

The children burst into laughter.

"Fun, fun, so much fun."

They seemed quite pleased to see the frog stumbling and unable to get up.

They were still clapping.

Song Zhining's face darkened as she watched this scene.

How can someone be so wicked at such a young age?

During the incident, a little girl, about 3 or 4 years old, tried to stop them but was frightened and cried.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you want me to call security?" Song Zhi Ning got up and walked over.

Seemingly because they saw that Song Zhining was an adult, or perhaps because they heard her say she wanted to find security, the children exchanged glances and then scattered in all directions.

Song Zhining helped the toy frog to its feet.

He asked, "Are you alright?"

Just then, the frog took off his headgear, revealing a tender, rosy little face. He looked at Song Zhi Ning and said, "Sister, I'm fine."

Song Zhining never expected that there was a child inside the frog.

However, she belatedly realized what had happened.

Yes, it just happened to stand up, and it's not that tall, so it's impossible for it to be a child inside.

Even though the weather isn't that hot right now.

But the child was already hot inside the heavy mascot costume.

Some of the curly hair was already soaked with sweat, sticking wetly to the scalp.

His skin was somewhat dark, and his features were ordinary but well-proportioned, except for his large, very expressive eyes.

Just ...

The eyes looked like they had just been crying; they were still red.

There were also a few tear stains on her cheeks.

Thinking back to the scene just now, Song Zhining had some guesses in her mind.