Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She put her hands on the table and patted the child's back gently.

"Baby, we're here, isn't it good to have a glass of juice? Is it sweet?" And the child lying on her shoulder finally let go of her small hands, but her big eyes are very red, and she feels pitiful .

She shaved her child's face, all crying and becoming a cat, "Come, take a sip."

She put the cup in front of the child and fed her to drink. Although the child was crying just now, she was very good. Whatever you feed her, she eats.

Here's another one for you. Lu Xiaohua once again took out a piece of food from her own pocket and put it in front of the child. The child stretched out his little hand and took the sugar to him. Then he took the little hand. Come forward.

"Mom, eat."

She smiled wryly, her eyes and little nose were red, this little appearance was really distressing.

Lu Xiaohua took the sugar and held it in her palm. "Auntie will be magic, look." She put the sugar in her mouth, pretended to eat it, and then stretched out her hand. At that time, there was one more in the palm,

"Auntie has eaten, so this is your baby."

Xiaoyu bit his little lip, stretched out his hand, took the sugar in Lu Xiaohua's hand, and shed tears while eating.

Lu Xiaohua couldn't bear it. She sighed, hugged the crying child, and then straightened her hair. The child's hair was unexpectedly supple. Someone helped me every day. The clothes worn by the children are not cheap, they should be good children, and they are so beautiful, indeed, not from ordinary people.

Then her cell phone in her bag rang.

It was his brother, Lu Jinrong.

"Xiaohua, where are you?" Lu Jinrong's steady voice in the radio waves was very magnetic and very nice. Lu Xiaohua really felt this brother and didn't go to be an announcer. It's a pity that this good voice Already.

"I'm in a shopping mall, and ..." She and I bowed my head, holding the little hand of the child in my arms.

"Brother, I found a child, what should I do?"

"Picked up a child?" Lu Jinrong felt his eyebrows jumped. He had heard of picking up wallets and keys, but he hadn't heard of being tied to a child.

"Yeah, I just picked it up, do you want to send it to the police station?" Lu Xiaohua met the child who was crying at any time. It was unexpected that she liked the child so much. No, it was pretty straightforward. like.

"You wait, I'll be right here." Lu Jinrong glanced at the time, and now he still has two hours of free time, and he can go once again.

Until he arrived at the place where Lu Xiaohua was, when he saw the child playing with Lu Xiaohua, in an instant, there was a feeling we couldn't tell, accident, surprise, and helplessness.

This achievement is fate, and this achievement is really fate.

"Brother, you are here," Lu Xiaohua beckoned Lu Jinrong.

Lu Jin walked over and stood in front of Lu Xiaoxiao.

"Brother, you see, this is the child. She may have recognized the wrong person," Lu Xiaohua pointed to the little girl sitting next to her. "She treats me like her mother."

Xiao Yudian kept his poor eyes wide and stared at Jin Rong, who was crying at any time was very distressing.

Lu Jinrong rubbed the child's hair helplessly, and then stretched out his hands, "Come here, drizzle, uncle hug," In fact, he really wanted the child to call him a snoring, because in theory, the child should have Call him a snoring.

And the little girl really held out her little hand to let Lu Jinrong hug.

"Brother, how do you know the child's name, you know?" Lu Xiao was surprised that she didn't know yet, how could the older brother be the unknown prophet first. Does the older brother know the child? Finally, she was finally relieved that she didn't have to send the child to the police station. The child kept crying, and she couldn't bear it.

"Well, I know," Lu Jinrong sat down holding Xiaoyudian, but she was also jealous. Chu Lu, the heartless, bastardless, and asshole, could have such a big daughter and grow up so beautiful. It's just a little bit unfair. Why did they grow up together? He has nothing now, but Chu Lu has a daughter and such a beautiful little face.

He reached out and held the child's chubby white tender hand, and saw that her little wrist was carrying a humble red rope, and on the red rope, there seemed to be a small red bean-sized thing

"This child can't be lost. I'm afraid her father has spent no less than tens of millions on her. You see," he showed the little hand of the child to his sister. "This is the first health positioning system." , Although inconspicuous, as soon as you start it, you can find your child's location within a few seconds. "

"Okay," he picked up the child, "I gave her back to her father, and just as I was going to pass in a while, it was just the way."

"Also," he picked up the glass of juice that hadn't been drunk on the table, "who's?" He asked Landing Xiaohua.

Lu Xiaohua pointed at the child in his arms. "I bought it for her, and she didn't take a few sips."

Then I'm welcome. After Lu Jinrong finished speaking, he drank a cup of juice in one breath. He came along this way and he was really thirsty.

"Leave, drizzle, uncle, will you take you to find father?"

Xiao Yudian didn't speak, but stared at the landing paintings from time to time with open eyes. Lu Jinrong nodded to his sister. He just left, but heard the cry of the child in his arms.

"Mom, mom, I want mom ..."

Lu Jinrong said for a moment, didn't he say the child couldn't speak?

"Mom ..." ... The child twisted her small body from time to time in her arms, wanting mom, looking for mom ...

And Lu Jinrong hugged the child more tightly and left here in great strides. There is no her mother here. Her mother is dead and was killed by her pro-grandma and her pro-aunt.

Lu Xiaohua listened to the cry of the child and the mother's sentence after sentence. She squeezed the cup in her hand, and her fingers almost hurt her fingers.

She raised her face suddenly, and the light above her head stabbed her, unable to open her eyes. The corners of her eyes hurt, and she reached out and gently blocked her fingers over the corners of her eyes, feeling a moist touch.

"Why, has your eyes got into the sand?" She said to herself, and she lowered her head again and began to drink the apple juice in the glass with a sip, but it tasted sour.