The waiter looked at his deep eyes and three-dimensional facial features and thought he was an authentic Dubai kid.
Unexpectedly, she was from another country, so she changed to English and said to him: "Little brother, where is your mommy?" (Because some people find English tiring, they basically unified it with Chinese. It would be great if everyone understands.)
He finally understood this sentence. "I'm looking for daddy, mommy is at home."
The airport cleaner looked at a photo on the ground, picked it up and said something in Dubai: "These people are really unqualified, littering everywhere."
He took the photos outside, put them in a garbage truck, and hauled them away.
"Then where is your home?"
"My home is in China."
"Then how did you come to Dubai?" It is impossible for a child to buy a plane ticket without an adult accompanying him!
Musheng pointed to the plane outside. "Sister, I came here because of that. Someone said my father was here, so I came."
"Then can you show me your father's photo?" She couldn't be angry at such a beautiful child. She felt that he was too cute to say anything.
Although he said he would come by plane, it was not very reliable.
"Okay." He rummaged through his pockets, but couldn't find where the photo had gone.
He obviously put the photo in his pocket, but where was the photo? He left the chatting waiter behind and looked carefully at the ground to find the photo.
He watched very carefully bit by bit, not missing any place. He even lay down under the counter and watched carefully.
He touched it again and again with his hands, but the boss didn't pay much attention to him seeing that he was a child.
"Dad, dad, where have you been?" I searched carefully the way I came here several times, but I couldn't find my dad's photo.
He sat on the ground, feeling the bitterness of the little man leaving home after several days of traveling. Now that there are no photos of his father, the fragility in his heart can no longer be concealed.
Desperately, he sat on the ground and cried loudly. The crying became louder and louder, and people around him slowly gathered around him.
Everyone asked him what was wrong? But he just cried without saying a word. He was out of breath from crying.
At this moment, he felt so wronged and wronged that he just wanted to cry. He just wanted to find his father. Why couldn't he even protect his father's photo? He was really useless.
The crowd gathered more and more, and gradually everyone came over.
Such a cute boy actually sat here crying alone. Everyone was filled with sympathy.
"Kid, where is your mother?"
"Kid, where is your family?"
"Little child, why are you crying and telling auntie? Are you hungry? Auntie will take you to eat something delicious."
People spoke to him in English, German, French, Dubai and Mandarin, constantly changing. They were afraid that he wouldn't understand, but no matter which language they used, he just kept crying.
.
In the kindergarten far away in China, Fu'er, Mengmeng and Ruo'er also burst into tears. No matter what the teacher said, it was of no use.
In the past, these children were the smartest, most sensible, and the ones she was most proud of.
She has also heard about their affairs, and has been paying special attention to their emotions recently. This is the first time she has seen them crying like this.
She saw that there was nothing she could do. The child had been crying like this for half an hour, and he would faint from crying if he continued crying.
She picked up the phone and dialed Mu Xiaoran's number.
Mu Xiaoran had just returned from the police station a few hours ago. He was sitting on the sofa in a daze and didn't even hear the phone call.
It was Helian who reminded her. "Sister Mu, your phone is ringing."
Mu Xiaoran picked up the phone dully, put it to his ear and said nothing.
Seeing that someone finally answered the phone, the teacher said anxiously: "Hey, are you Fu'er's mother?"
She finally woke up when she heard the child's name. "What's wrong? Did something happen to them too?" At this moment, even if there was any slightest sign of trouble, she would be stunned.
"Yes, no, no." The teacher was a little chatty for a moment. "That's it. Half an hour ago, they suddenly started crying without any symptoms. No matter how they tried to persuade them, it was useless. Now the whole kindergarten is crying along with them.
."
Listening to the constant crying inside, she felt deeply helpless.
"How long have they been crying?"
"It's been more than half an hour, and I don't know how to cry properly. And Ruo'er is still crying and eating at the same time." The teacher couldn't accept such a weird scene.
But Mu Xiaoran understood. "I'll be over right away."
She hung up the phone, picked up her bag and walked out.
Helian asked worriedly. "Sister Mu, how about I go for you? It's not good for you to drive without taking a break recently. How about I find someone to drive for you."
Mu Xiaoran thought about it and said, "Okay."
Helian once again acted as her driver, watching her look out the car window without blinking along the way.
"Sister Mu, why don't you take a nap? You haven't slept for three hours in the past few days."
"No, what if I fall asleep and Musheng walks in front of me but I don't know what to do?"
"Sister Mu, go to sleep! I'll watch over you, don't you trust me?"
Looking at her increasingly haggard body, he felt sad. Recently, Sister Mu basically didn't eat, drink or sleep. No one could survive like this.
When the young master comes back, Sister Mu will disappear.
Mu Xiaoran looked at the people passing by. "I am his mother, and I don't trust whoever I leave my child to. Only when I see him return to me with my own eyes can I feel at ease."
After Helian heard this, he stopped talking.
Mu Xiaoran once again looked out the car window with disappointment, and got out of the car lonely and went to the kindergarten. From the outside, she could hear the crying inside from a distance, and the loudest ones were those in her home.
Don't ask why she can recognize the crying voice as her own baby. Anyone who has ever been a mother knows this.
The teacher stood at the door from a distance to greet her. "Mr. Mu, you are finally here. Your child is crying for some reason."
"I know." She came to the child anxiously.
It was distressing to see them burst into tears, wondering what could have made them so sad.
When Fu'er saw Mommy, he couldn't help but ran into Mommy's arms. "Mommy, I'm so sad."
Ruo'er and Mengmeng also threw themselves into mommy's arms and cried non-stop.
Mu Xiaoran was crying with her heart broken, her heart felt like someone was squeezing it tightly with her hands, and she couldn't breathe.
"Baby, be good. Tell mommy what's wrong?"
"Mommy, it's not that we want to cry, it's my brother who is crying..." Mengmeng's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She usually has the best relationship with her brother.
When Mu Xiaoran heard this, he couldn't breathe. "Mengmeng, are you telling the truth?"
"Well, brother is so sad right now. Brother, he is crying so sad, mommy."
"Mommy, where has my brother gone? Ruo'er misses...my brother..."
Fu'er also threw herself into Mommy's arms and kept nodding. They knew he was gone, but why didn't he come back?
Ruo'er looked at Mommy with tearful eyes. "Mommy, why doesn't my brother come back? Is it because Ruo'er is not good and that's why my brother doesn't come back?"
The questions and cries from her daughters broke her heart bit by bit. She twitched the corners of her mouth in pain, not knowing how to answer them.
After struggling to hold Mengmeng and Ruo'er, Helian quickly carried Fu'er and left. "Teacher, let's take the children away first. Maybe they won't come to class in the next few days."
"Okay." The teacher nodded quickly. Something like that happened in his family, so it was normal not to attend class.
Mu Xiaoran took them home, and several of them were still crying sadly, as if they had no intention of stopping.
Mu Xiaoran put several people on the sofa and sat there blankly. Listening to the crying in his ears, he felt more uncomfortable than being sentenced to death.
Seeing Sister Mu like this, Helian called Miss Xueer worriedly and asked her to take care of Sister Mu.
After receiving Miss Xue'er's reply, he exited, closed the door, and stayed outside on the first floor.
Mu Xiaoran didn't even hear him leaving, he just sat quietly and didn't coax them.
His expression was ashen, and his eyes were looking lifeless and unfocused.
Xueer hurried over as soon as she received the call. The door opened with a push and was not locked.
What she saw when she came in was such a scene, and she felt very uncomfortable. If it hadn't been for Chi Lei, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
She walked over to her and sat down, gently coaxing the child.
Fu'er's eyes were already red and swollen as he looked at her. "Aunt Xue'er..."
"Hey, Fu'er, tell Aunt Xue'er what's wrong?" These children have always been sensible and obedient, but occasionally they are naughty and difficult to deal with, but they don't cry either.
"Aunt Xue'er, it's my brother...my brother...crying...he...he's crying so sadly..."
Xue'er finally knew why, and suddenly their crying stopped.
If it weren't for the tears on several people's faces and their red and swollen eyes, it would be impossible to tell that they had cried.
She washed their faces with the familiar towel, and then took ice from the refrigerator and put it on their eyes one by one.
After taking out some vegetables from the refrigerator, wash the rice and cut the vegetables neatly, ready for frying.
Mu Xiaoran didn't even look at her from beginning to end. She couldn't convince herself that she knew it was neither her fault nor Chi Lei's fault.
But she just couldn't convince herself to face her in a pleasant manner. All she could do was ignore her.
The children knew that their mother was in a bad mood, so they kept silent and stayed by her side without making any noise.
It was already an hour later when Xue'er served the food.
She arranged the bowls and chopsticks and served them rice. They ate sensibly, looked at Mommy worriedly, and did not dare to say anything.
Xueer sat next to her. "Xiaoran, I know you hate me now. No matter how much I say, it's superfluous. I just want to say that I am also very sad and anxious, although not one ten thousandth as bad as you."
Mu Xiaoran's eyes moved, but he still didn't speak.
Xueer looked at her increasingly haggard face and felt certain in her heart that she would not marry Chi Lei until she found him.
If something happens to him, she won't let him go. "Xiao Ran, you should eat a little! You haven't eaten much for a few days. If you keep going like this, you will probably collapse even if Mu Sheng comes back.
Already."
Seeing that she still didn't respond, she spoke louder. "If Musheng comes back and sees you collapsed, where will he go to find his mother?"
His words made Mu Xiaoran's eyes turn, and finally he came to the table and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.
Picking up the rice and stuffing it into her mouth bit by bit, Xueer could guarantee that she didn't know what she was eating.
But Musheng, who was far away in Dubai, was taken to the detention center.
The police asked him, "Child, where are your parents?"