After getting into Mo Hua's car, An Ruo told him roughly what happened. She wanted him to help find the little boy's parents and return him.
I also hope the police
"Just leave this little thing to me." Mo Hua said proudly.
He took out his cell phone and called the police station, saying that if anyone reported a missing child, they would contact him and ask someone to search for An Xin based on the clues An Ruo provided.
With his help, An Ruo feels much more at ease.[
She also called Aunt Zhang and briefly explained the situation and told her not to worry.
When they arrived at the restaurant, An Ruo and the others asked for a private room.
From beginning to end, she held the child in her arms. Mo Hua looked at her and smiled: "You seem to like children quite a lot."
An Ruo was wiping the little guy's face and hands with a wet wipe. When she heard this, she raised her head and said, "Children are very cute, don't you think?"
"Well, they are very cute. But nowadays, there are fewer and fewer ladies who like children. Some of them don't even want children after they get married. I thought you wouldn't be interested in such little things that can only cry."
An Ruo looked down at the little guy in her arms, and the corners of her mouth curved: "No, I think he is very cute."
If her child had not died, he would have been this old.
"Baby, are you hungry? How about we eat?" An Ruo filled a bowl with some rice, then scooped out a few spoonfuls of egg custard and mixed it to feed him.
The little guy was really hungry. When the spoon came to his mouth, he opened his mouth and ate.
His little cheeks are swollen, not to mention how cute he is.
An Ruo fell in love with him more and more, wishing that he was her son.
"Baby, what's your name? Can you tell Auntie?"
"..."
"What do you want to eat? Do you want to eat this? It's delicious."
"..."
No matter what An Ruo asked, he would not answer her or look at her. He would eat whatever she fed him.
An Ruo felt very frustrated: "Baby, why don't you ignore Auntie?"
"..."
Mo Hua, who had been observing them, guessed: "Is there something wrong with this child?" [
"What's the problem?" An Ruo asked in shock.
"Could it be intellectually related?"
Looking carefully, he seemed to have something wrong. His attention was not on them, and no matter what they said, he ignored them.
He was playing with his hands and having a great time.
An Ruo suddenly dimmed her eyes and felt so depressed, "Is there really something wrong with him?"
But he is so cute, so how could he be a problematic child?
At this time, Mo Hua's cell phone rang. After he answered the call, he said to her: "I found it. It turns out that this child is a child from the orphanage. The orphanage just called the police station and said that there was a child about two years old.
The boy is missing, and according to their description, that child should be him."
After dinner, An Ruo and Mo Hua sent the little guy back to the orphanage.
The director of the orphanage told them that the child only had a nickname, Kangkang. He was left at the entrance of the orphanage and was a child abandoned by his parents.
Because he was always sick when he first came here, he was named Kangkang, which means health.
The dean also said that Kangkang has severe autism. He is almost two years old and cannot speak yet. They also sent him for treatment, but it had no effect.
