When she sees other children having parents, what is the expression on her face? Does she wish she had parents to accompany her?
Not only Zhao Qingqing is thinking about this, Mu Mu himself is also thinking about this.
No matter how much she could bear it, she couldn't help it at this time. She reached out and snatched the cell phone from Luo Jian's hand and played the recording repeatedly.
‘Baba…bapa, dada…’
‘…’
Over and over again, she squatted down holding the phone, put the receiver to her ear, and listened to the young voice inside, babbling something.
"Come back with me. You will regret it if you don't see your child grow up." Luo Jian said seriously.
There are many fathers in this world who are cruel enough to throw away their children, but there are very few mothers who are cruel enough to throw away their children.
It was really hard for her.
Mu Mu nodded and said "Yeah" with a choked tone.
After enduring it for so long, this cowardly "Daddy" pulled her heart like a thread, making her wish she could step back and hold that little person in her arms.
"Let's go, let's go." Zhao Qingqing wiped away her tears and came downstairs with red eyes, her voice filled with a thick nasal sound.
He sniffed while walking.
Mu Mu slowly raised her head, and a thin hand held a tissue and handed it to her. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she raised her head to look at the owner of the hand.
"You're so dirty from crying." A Yuan said, squatting down in front of Mu Mu, using a tissue to wipe away Mu Mu's tears and wipe his nose.
This was what he mustered up the courage to say, and it was also an act that he mustered up the courage to do.
He was not a fool and guessed that the child's voice in the recording was Mu Mu's child.
Even so, the woman he caught a glimpse of under the moonlight could not get out of his mind many years later.
Luo Jian chartered a special plane to Xiushui Town and stopped at the square at the first bridge in Xiushui Town.
It attracted many people to watch. Some people in Xiushui Town saw a real airplane for the first time, and some people had flown before but had never seen such a small airplane before, and it even flew into the town.
It's really rare.
Mu Mu and Zhao Qingqing returned to the rented house to pack their things.
Seeing the bloody paper, Zhao Qingqing's shocked voice shook the whole house, "Why is there so much blood? Are there no sanitary napkins at home?"
She pointed to the paper on the ground and asked Mu Mu who was on the phone.
Mu Mu immediately covered the phone receiver with his hand, frowned and looked at Zhao Qingqing speechlessly.
Did she come and wipe it with paper?
"You actually use a pillow towel..." Zhao Qingqing found the pillow towel thrown on the ground, picked it up with two fingers, and frowned in disgust, "You can't use a pillow towel without a sanitary napkin."
"Zhao Xiaobai, stop your dirty speculation." Mu Mu reached out and patted the pillow towel in Zhao Qingqing's hand to the ground, then released his hand covering the microphone, and whispered to the principal of the kindergarten over the phone: "Principal, sir
In this way, I will contact you again when I have time."
After saying that, she hung up the phone, then turned to glare at Zhao Qingqing, "It wasn't because of you that you put those flower pots in the corner. When I climbed over the courtyard wall last night, they fell off, smashed the flower pots, and cut my buttocks.
There was a big wound and there was a lot of blood."
She had completely forgotten about it, but thanks to her reminder.
Zhao Qingqing was very innocent: "I put it there so that you wouldn't jump. If you smashed the flowerpot, I wouldn't even blame you. You still blame me."
After saying that, she frowned and started to bend down to pick up the paper. While checking it, she muttered, "Someone who doesn't know comes in and thinks there's been a murder in our house."
