Chapter 657: Sister will adopt you
Chapter 657 My sister will adopt you
Xia Ling looked at this scene, feeling a little funny and a little sad at the same time.
Such a cute child, how could he be abandoned just because he was abandoned? How can there be such cruel parents in the world? If it were her Shaohui, even if he was not as beautiful and lovely as this child, she would not be willing to lay a finger on him. She would definitely protect him like jewels and would not abandon him no matter what.
However, God is so ironic.
She wanted a child, but she couldn't get one. People who get children don’t cherish them.
She looked at the figures playing happily in the small garden, and her nose felt a little sore. The summer breeze blows by, bringing with it a faint fragrance of roses.
The child turned his head inadvertently and saw her.
With a smile on his little baby-fat face, he put down the half-peeled nuts in his hand, stepped on his short legs, and stumbled towards her. "Sister, give me a hug..." He opened his hands to her.
In the past few days, they have become familiar with each other, and the child is very attached to her.
Hence, Xia Ling bent down and picked him up. Although the little guy was still small, he was very heavy and made her arms feel a little sore. She asked the child: "Are you good today?"
The little guy said in a sweet voice: "Be good..."
The nanny came out and wanted to take the child from Xia Ling's hands: "Miss, let me hold her. Don't be tired."
Xia Ling did not let go as usual, but continued to hold the child, looking at the cute little face, full of hesitation in her heart. Should we send him to an orphanage?
But what should we do if we don’t send it?
“Sister, what’s wrong with you?” The child was very sensitive and quickly noticed that Xia Ling was in something wrong.
Xia Ling forced a smile: "Sister, everything is okay." After thinking about it, she asked him, "Kid, are you really not going to tell the names of your uncle and family members? Are you not going to say your own name either? I can't find my sister right now. Your family, if you continue like this, will have no choice but to send you to an orphanage."
The child didn't know whether he understood the meaning of "orphanage", so he stretched out his fat and short hands and hugged Xia Ling's neck: "I don't want to leave my sister."
Xia Ling couldn't laugh or cry: "You should go back to your uncle and the others." She was also reluctant to leave him, but after all, he was someone else's child, and he couldn't really be separated from his family. "Be good, tell sister your name and your uncle's name." She coaxed patiently.
The child's mouth was tight and he shook his little head vigorously, but did not speak.
The nanny on the other side gave an idea: "Miss, how about you hand him over to the police station, and the police will give him a scare." Although a servant like her is kind-hearted, she is very simple and rough in parenting.
Xia Ling glared at her and said in a harsh tone: "Nonsense!"
The nanny stopped talking after she scolded her.
Miss rarely loses her temper and always smiles at her servants. Occasionally, the bed is not made in time or the dishes are a little salty, but she doesn't take it seriously. But he didn't expect that he would suddenly become angry just because of a lost child. The nanny lowered her head and reminded herself in her mind that she should pay more attention to this child in the future.
Xia Ling also felt that her tone had been harsh just now, and she wanted to appease the nanny, but she held back her words again. When it comes to this child, she doesn't want to make any mistakes. There are advantages to being stricter. At least the nanny will know how much this child means to her, and she won't dare to fail to do her best in the future.
With this thought, she no longer cared about the nanny and carried the little boy into the house.
The child probably knew that it was hard to hold her, so he struggled to get off the ground: "I will walk by myself, I will walk by myself..."
Xia Ling put him down and continued to ask the names of his family members.
The little boy said aggrievedly: "Uncle really didn't let me say it, wuwuwu, I can't tell you."
Xia Ling had a headache: "If you don't tell me, how should I send you home?" "Uncle said," the little boy sobbed, "he wants me to stay with my mother."
“Then what’s your mother’s name?”
“My uncle didn’t let me say it either.”
Xia Ling felt like she was going to collapse. Who the **** is this child's uncle? Why don't you say this or that? She began to believe that the police were right. It was possible that the child had been abandoned on purpose. Isn't the usual tactic used by abandoned prisoners these days "I'll take you to xxx, and you just wait here obediently"?
The child looked at her with watery eyes.
After a long time, he stretched out his short hand and gently pulled the corner of her clothes: "Sister."
Xia Ling didn’t even have the strength to speak.
“Sister, you won’t want me, will you?” the child said cautiously.
Xia Ling's heart suddenly throbbed slightly. "How is that possible?" She realized that her reaction just now had frightened the child, so she quickly said, "Sister likes you so much, she won't let you go."
"Then," the child was still very cautious, with a milky voice but a serious expression, "don't send me to an orphanage, okay?"
Her heart ached again.
If given a choice, which child would want to go to an orphanage?
Even if the dean and teachers there are very good, orphans are orphans. Who doesn’t long for a complete family? "Okay, sister won't send you to the orphanage." She blurted out before thinking rationally.
“I knew my sister was the best!” The little boy grinned happily and kissed her on the cheek.
Xia Ling unconsciously stroked his soft and fluffy short hair with one hand, thinking in her mind that if she didn't go to the orphanage, she would have no choice but to keep this child. How to stay? Adoption?
As soon as the word "adoption" comes to mind, it grows like a weed that cannot be stopped.
How she wanted to have a child of her own. Since Shao Hui's death, she felt that a piece of her heart had been hollowed out, and she often dreamed about it at midnight, feeling lost. Four years ago, Li Lei had repeatedly persuaded her to adopt, but at that time, or even in these years, she had never actually adopted a child.
Deep in her heart, she felt that adoption was a betrayal of the dead Shaohui.
But, this little boy is different.
For some reason, she felt that they were so in tune with each other and had a natural sense of closeness.
The little boy arched in her arms and said in a sweet voice, "I want to be with my sister. I like my sister best."
Xia Ling lowered her head and looked at him.
What a...silly boy.
The first time they met a few days ago, she thought the child was silly and cute, and not wary of strangers at all. He must receive good care, otherwise, how will he survive in this dangerous world.
In an instant, she made up her mind: "Sister will adopt you."
"Really? That's great! I can be with my sister every day from now on!" The child laughed happily and kissed her **** the face.
(End of this chapter)