This makeshift family of three can be said to be a happy one. When others see the handsome father, the beautiful mother, and the adorable son, they are simply envious of them.

Back in the car, the boy slipped into the back seat. Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

"Little Guitou, tell me where you live, and I'll take you home." Yun Aotian asked the boy while sitting in the driving seat.

The boy pouted and complained in a hoarse voice: "I'm almost five years old, I'm not a kid."

Almost five years old?

After the boy reported his age, Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er couldn't help but feel a little chilled in their hearts.

Looking back at the boy, he pinched the boy's plump cheeks gently: "Okay, I'm not a brat. Tell me, where is your home?"

The boy's big eyes flickered. He glanced outside the car, then at Yun Aotian, and smiled shyly: "Hey, my family actually lives here, so I'm leaving."

Live here?

How is that possible? This is a business district. Could it be that this child lives under an overpass? After Yun Aotian thought about it, he reached out and grabbed the boy who was about to get off the car: "You will lose your teeth if you lie!"

How could an innocent and immature child withstand such a threat? He covered his mouth in panic and said hesitantly: "Actually... I don't have a home. I just think it's nice under the overpass, so I live there now."

Suddenly, Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er's expressions changed, they glanced at each other, and asked the boy in confusion: "Where are your parents?"

Upon hearing the question, the boy's expression changed...

The fat little hand took away from his lips, sighed like an adult, and forced a bright smile: "I am an orphan. I was adopted by my mother two years ago. My mother is very good to me... but my mother gave birth to a child.

I got a little brother..." The boy sighed again mid-sentence.

"Did your mother start abusing you because she had her own child?" Yun Aotian asked the boy coldly.

Shaking his head, the boy's only smile disappeared...

The innocent face of the 5-year-old child had a sense of vicissitudes that only adults can have. His head hung slightly, and his hoarse voice was trembling: "I left home on my own."

"Why?" At this time, Yun Aotian and Han Yi'er had the same question in mind. If his adoptive mother did not abuse him, why would he run away from home?

"Because..." The boy raised his little head, put his hands on the car door, held his chin, and looked into the distance: "My mother is very poor, and my brother's milk powder money is not enough. I wanted to go out to work, but my mother didn't allow it.

She said that she can support my brother and me by herself, but I know that my mother can't support my brother and me at all..." Her big eyes looking into the distance were filled with tears, and a forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "My brother is my mother's biological child.

My child, I am a burden to my mother. In order to help my mother and brother live a good life, I decided not to be a burden to my mother anymore..."

once……

Another shock!

Seven-year-old Han Yi'er blamed herself for not remembering her mother's birthday.

The five-year-old boy is too sensible to leave home without burdening his adoptive mother!

Everyone knows the story of Kong Rong Rang Li, but this boy is even worse than Kong Rong...

The children of poor people have become parents early. Although their lives are not as exciting as those of children from rich families, their stories are more deeply rooted in people's hearts than those of children from rich families.

Everyone has a story, but some of the stories are plain and simple, while others are full of ups and downs...

The sourness in the nasal cavity was unbearable, and tears shone in the eyes of Yun Aotian, a seven-foot-old man.

Han Yi'er, who vowed again and again not to shed tears or cry again, couldn't help but burst into tears...

He was just abandoned by his father and his mother was crazy, but what about the child?

What kind of bitterness is hidden in his always smiling face? Does anyone know? Who has cared about it?

"Master..." With tears in his eyes, he looked at Yun Aotian pleadingly: "Can you adopt this child?" Knowing that he was unable to raise this child, he had no choice but to beg Yun Aotian for help.

He hesitated for a moment and looked at the boy: "Are you willing to live with me?"

The boy retracted his gaze into the distance and smiled deeply: "You and your sister are good-hearted people like my mother, but..." The boy lowered his head and clasped his hands together nervously: "I hope you can give me a sum of money.

Money..." The five-year-old boy found this difficult to say. He quickly raised his head and explained: "But I won't ask for your money in vain. I can work for you, okay?"

"Haha." He opened his arms and held the boy in his arms from the back seat: "I don't dare to hire child labor."

The boy was not blackmailing Yun Aotian, but he really wanted to give his mother some living expenses. Now that he heard what Yun Aotian said, the boy lowered his head in despair.

"Well, how about you become my godson? A father should give his son money." It is not difficult for him to raise a child, and the child is so sensible.

only……

For some reason, when he saw the child telling his pain and asking for money, he suddenly thought of another scene...

In the office, when Han Yi'er said, "I hope... you can pay me one year's salary first...", she had the same expression as this child.

Does she...

Yun Aotian didn't dare to think about it in the future. If she hadn't asked for a year's salary that time, maybe he wouldn't have treated her cruelly again and again in the future.

What if she really suffered indescribably and endlessly, then how heinous was everything she had done before?

Escape? Or face it? Yun Aotian feels guilty!

In the past, he hoped that she would be a woman who could sell everything for money, because then he could be cruel. Now, it doesn't matter even if she really loves money, because she does have a kind heart...

If Han Yi'er's unknown experience is exposed, I'm afraid his iceberg heart will melt and collapse in an instant, and he will fall for her...

And what about the boy?

He was very grateful to receive the love from this kind-hearted person whom he met for the first time. He had been an orphan since he was a child and had received the love of his adoptive mother. Now he had to leave his adoptive mother and make a living on his own.

How much he longs for someone to love him? Love him?

In the cold winter, leaning under the overpass, he was so envious when he saw other children holding their parents' hands and passing by him...

He was so jealous when he saw other children eating lollipops and wearing beautiful and clean clothes...

Have you ever asked yourself, where are your parents?

And he could only occasionally get the desire in his heart in his dreams to comfort his young and mature heart...

Every child has a dream in his heart, but this boy’s dream is to win the love of his parents!

No matter whether his parents are poor or not, beautiful or ugly, as long as they care for him and love him, he will be satisfied.

Now, he has fulfilled that dream. He had the love of his adoptive mother before, and now he will get the love of his adoptive father!

The boy's big watery eyes flickered at Yun Aotian, somewhat unable to believe this fact.

But in an instant, the boy showed an innocent and bright smile, opened his arms and tightly hooked Yun Aotian's neck: "Dad." The boy put his head into his arms, feeling the warmth of his father with tears in his smile.

Strong and warm embrace...

Han Yi'er on the side had already burst into tears by this heartwarming picture. She sympathized with the child's frustrations, but also envied the child's happiness at the moment...

He took out a white handkerchief from his handbag, with a soft expression on his face, and his big hand reached out to Han Yi'er's moist cheek...

Gently wipe the tears from her face.

There are no words, and there is no comfort, as if everything is left unsaid...

Because he just wants her smiling face...

"Thank you." Han Yi'er hurriedly took the handkerchief from his hand and looked at the front of the car, wiping her tears.

Yun Aotian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he still smiled lightly and slowly retracted his big hand that was stuck in the air: "Okay, don't cry." He stroked the boy's forehead with a very soft voice.

The boy diluted his tears and left his arms, pretending to be strong and defending: "I haven't cried yet. Men shouldn't cry."

"Haha, man?"

"Yes!" The boy nodded his head firmly.

He shook his head helplessly, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Han Yi'er showing a faint smile. Seeing her smile, his heavy heart suddenly eased a lot: "Okay, little man, tell daddy what your name is?

"

"Yun Aotian!"

"Huh?" Yun Aotian looked confused. Could this child have the same name as him? Han Yi'er on the side was even more stunned.

The boy frowned and repeated loudly: "My name is Yun Aotian!!!"

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

I picked up a child out of nowhere, and this child had the same name as me out of nowhere?

Yun Aotian shed a few drops of cold sweat and looked helplessly at Han Yi'er, the co-pilot: "Should you change his name, or should I change his name?"

She ignored his silly question and looked away from the window...

But there was a smile that could not be concealed at the corner of her mouth.

I thought he had very little gentleness, I thought he would only treat others with coldness.

Who knew he could be so gentle and approachable...

Why is there a glimmer of hope in my heart that this scene will last forever?

Turning his head, he took the trumpet Yun Aotian from Yun Aotian's arms: "Call him Tiantian, so that you can tell them apart." After saying that, Han Yi'er looked at Tiantian gently: "How is it?

?Can I call you every day from now on?"

"Well, just listen to my beautiful sister."
To be continued...