Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The little boy didn't speak, and just stared at the small table in front of him, just like the frightened little hedgehog.

Ruan Xihe found out. This kid kept staring at her for a while, and staring at her for a while, which made her feel a little embarrassed. Is there something on her face?

I opened the small mirror and took a photo. It was good, clean.

"Zhizhi, drink a can of milk."

The old lady took out a can of Wangzai milk from the cloth bag, inserted the tube and handed it to the children.

Ruan Xihe pointedly saw that the shelf life above had already passed more than six months.

The kid just wanted to drink, Ruan Xihe pressed his little hand: "I also have a small can of milk on my side, can the baby drink this?"

That is a small can of milk I bought at the airport supermarket just now.

The child glanced eagerly, then turned to look at his grandmother. After the old lady nodded, he reached out and took it, saying thank you like a mosquito, if it wasn't for Ruan Xihe's closeness, it would be inaudible.

Ruan Xi curled his eyebrows and eyes: "It's so good."

The old lady’s small cloth bags are all patched. If this was a dozen years ago, I wouldn’t have felt anything, but when I saw it in this era, I still felt quite emotional.

"How old is the kid?" Ruan Xihe asked.

"He is ten years old this year." said the old lady.

It’s really hard to tell when he is ten. Ruan Xihe thinks that this kid is at most seven or eight years old. It seems that the nutrition he eats is not very good.

"Where are the children's parents?"

Ruan Xihe wasn't a nosy character before. It was because this little baby was so likable that she would ask again.

"I don't know where the parents of this child are. He had a fever when he was six years old. I found him." The old lady said.

"Don't he know his parents?"

"Zhizhi had a terrible fever at the time, and I don't remember many of them after the fever subsided." The old lady also sighed with emotion.

"Then what are you and your child doing to Shenzhen City?"

Ruan Xihe could see the hardship and kindness of the old lady, so he couldn't figure out why their young and old traveled all the way to Shenzhen.

"My son is getting married, he told me to attend the wedding." The old lady was still very happy when she said this.

Ruan Xihe actually has a lot of questions to ask, such as why he has a son, the elderly is still full of vicissitudes, and the clothes and bags are very poorly used. For example, why don’t you come here to pick them up in person for matters such as children’s marriage? Big.

After all, it was a peaceful meeting, and it was not good to ask too much.

The flight attendants have begun to deliver lunch boxes.

This will be the meal on the plane, usually snacks in the afternoon.

Ruan Xihe likes to eat that little cake. With so many things in the whole box, a little cake was moved.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, when she turned her head again, there was a small cake on the small table. She subconsciously went to see the kid sitting next to her. Yo, her ears were red.

She gave a low laugh, the child was quite funny.

"Thank you." She also said thank you to the child.

The little boy quickly covered his face and burst into red.