Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 813, I want to change a place

Shen Qianshu was overwhelmed by huge surprises, holding a child's painting, like holding a baby, and he couldn't put it down. He didn't feel how to look at it. He had been raised for so many years. As a biological son, the truth was so excited.

Blood is thicker than water, and no one cares, she can't be excused.

Her baby.

Shen Qianshu dropped several kisses on the face of the children's painting. "Children's paintings are really good."

The children's paintings are also very happy, holding Shen Qianshu tightly. "Mummy, I love you very much."

"Mummy also loves you."

I always love him.

She couldn't help but think of Yang Lihua's lonely time. She saw a small child's painting. At that time, he took Yang Lihua's hand and looked at her ignorantly. The makeup was jade, and some of them were sick. She looked at her heart.

Lin Xiaojuan had always opposed her child painting.

First, she is still studying, there is no condition to raise children's paintings. If children's paintings are a healthy child, they can barely support them. But children's paintings are a disease-ridden child. Secondly, Yang Lihua and his relatives, rely on Shen Qianshu to raise them.

It was her arbitrariness to raise a child's painting, and Lin Xiaojuan could only compromise.

She likes child painting so much.

Even if it is not her son, I like it.

She thought it was the role of empathy. Unexpectedly, it was a natural embarrassment.

The night mausoleum looked at this scene, and it was extremely unsightly. He knew that this was the end of the game. The mother and son, who were already very sticky, would be more sticky. For a long time, Shen Qianshu’s attention would be on children’s paintings.

bother! !

Really annoying! ! !

This kid is more and more obtrusive.

This moment is the most unsightly!

What excuse to find and throw him to the South American base?

Anyway, he does not need to go to school, swaying all day long, too wasteful of life.

It should be a little more fulfilling.

It makes a lot of sense.

"Children's painting is our son. Is the baby who died in the past, is Dr. Yang's child?" Shen Qianshu had no time to blame Dr. Yang and Dr. Shen, and suddenly realized that the people who experienced the pain of losing their children in those years were them.

It is also them who, with the heart of their own son, saved the children's paintings.

"Why?"

"How simple is it, their son is dead, the heart is on the children's paintings, and they want to raise children's drawings. Isn't this normal?" said Yuling.

Shen Qianshu was in a complicated mood. She was deceived for seven years. I don’t know the truth. She and her children’s paintings have been separated for two years. They have suffered from the loss of children. She should hate Dr. Yang and Dr. Shen, but she thinks that Dr. Yang will eventually The children's paintings were given to her. Although she did not tell her the truth, the life of the children's paintings was saved by their sons. She could not really resent them. They are also a poor man.

She knows what it is like to lose her pain.

She held the hand of the child's painting tightly.

Fortunately, her baby is back.

Fortunately!

Yuling said, "Do not preach this matter. Everything is peaceful."

Shen Qianshu nodded, naturally knowing, children's paintings also understand the importance of this matter, he is too happy, sticking to Shen Qianshu does not let go, "Mummy, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Okay, okay." Shen Qianshu promised to come down.

The night mausole snorted. "The little child's hands are not tied to the chicken. It is too weak. For safety reasons, throw him to the South American base. Black Rose can't find it. If you lost it for ten or eight years, you should be able to Growing up safely."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Child painting, "..."

(End of this chapter)