On the day of Gongqi's discharge, Gu Zheng did not co to pick him up.
As she waited, she read. When the clock on the wall crossed two o'clock, she simply collected the book and got up from the sofa.
She didn't have the habit of hoarding things. She didn't take the blankets and water cups that she bought after she was hospitalized. She let the cleaning aunt deal with the things that should be dealt with, and sent out the things that could be used.
So when she was about to go out, she just put her mobile phone and book in her bag, and she easily shook off her hair on her shoulder and reached out to the little ow in the sofa on the other side, "let's go, let's go ho."
Xiaomiao is also learning from Mommy, carrying a comic book to read. The content of the cartoon is very interesting, but in fact she didn't read it at all. In the morning, she didn't even turn the pages of the book.
After holding out his hand, Gong Qi saw that there was no movent. He also turned his face and saw the little guy's eyes empty. He didn't know what was on his mind.
"ow?" Gong qilue frowned, and his body turned right. Looking at the past, his eyes showed a look of concern that was not in accordance with his temperant. "What's the matter?"
Hearing his na, Xiaomiao was excited all over. He pulled out of his mind and suddenly raised his head to Shanggong Qi's face. He was a little aggrieved for a mont.
"Uncle Gu Zheng is really bad. He is a big liar."
Gong Qi so tiny a Leng, understood her mind place, actually is a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he reminded her: "xiaoow, the bad is not your uncle Gu Zheng."
Gong Qi doesn't have to think about it. He doesn't even bother to call because he's caught up in sothing. He doesn't have to call Gu Zheng himself to answer the call. Instead, he speaks in a gentle and quiet voice. He uses a lot of reasons that people can't find fault with to prevaricate her. At the end of the day, he will apologize very regretfully.
She's in a good mood today and doesn't want to take care of the trifles.
But the little ow did not particularly understand, dark big eyes are full of light, cerebellar bag a little bit slant, then asked: "who is that bad?"
The goodness and innocence of Xiaomao's nature often makes Gong Qi feel headache.
At the beginning, she was selected from a large number of children in the welfare ho. Because of this relationship, the little guy never competed for the new clothes and shoes sent by the donors, waiting for others to pick up the rest, and she wanted so, but she didn't seem to care about it.
So that day in the welfare ho, Gong Qi took off his sunglasses, pointed out the corner of the small ow among the black and magnificent children, and hooked her fingers, "you, co here."
At that ti, the kittens were dark and thin, not as healthy as they are now.
She was just leaning against the stone stool beside her, staring at Gong Qi, thinking that this aunt was really beautiful.
When her aunt called her past, she was nervous again. She held a pair of heavy slippers on her feet, and walked carefully.
Walking closer, one big and one small looking at each other.
Gong Qi was born with a fierce and domineering manner. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. He was very careful even to swallow and saliva.
After a long ti, the woman asked her, "why don't you choose sothing you like?"
Xiaomiao turns back and stares at the pile of new clothes and shoes. She purses her lips uneasily. First she shakes her head, then suddenly raises her big eyes and nods to Gong Qi.
"There are a lot of new children here. They don't have any new clothes to wear."
She has a very low voice, as small as a mosquito or a fly.
In his whole life, Gong Qi seldom felt like that day, that is, he suddenly felt an electric current stirring his whole body. She stares at the little guy in front of her, and after a while she asks her, "how long have you been here?"
At this ti, the teacher in charge of the courtyard ca over and stood behind Xiaomiao, put his hands on the shoulder of the little guy, and with a friendly smile on his face: "the soup dumpling was born here. It has been nearly six years. She is the big sister here."
Big sister?
Gong Qi stares at the black and thin little guy in front of him.
On that day, she didn't say anything, put on sunglasses and drove away.
Within a month, she had gone through the adoption process.
When Gong Qi was studying abroad, she was the head of the school's social charity organization. It was just a habit for her to visit the welfare ho regularly.
It's not without thought about adopting a child, but at the mont of seeing the little ow, only a few seconds of looking at each other, she turned the idea that she was not light or heavy enough to support her action into reality.
On the day when she went to the welfare ho to pick up xiaoow, she prepared her own clothes for the little guy. The first thing she did was to take her to the most busy children's amusent dining area in the city for a dinner.
While eating, the little guy blinked his eyes at the group of lively children behind him. His eyes were filled with curiosity and envy, as well as small uneasiness and fear.
"Soup bag?" Gong Qi frowned, so dissatisfied, cold eyes eat the food on the plate, "change a na, not good to hear."The little guy turned his head and stared at the bottom of the al plate, revealing the pattern of a cute kitten, and murmured: "ow..."
At that ti, Gong Qi only felt a tingle in her back and acid in her nose. She was allergic to cat hair when she was a child. However, she did not hate cats, but she liked them very much.
Appreciate their natural noble and aloof temperant.
So he imdiately agreed to co down, "little ow, yes."
Or quietly imrsed in eating the vegetable salad in the plate, did not notice the face of the little guy slightly surprised and then compromise down the expression change.
On the day after dinner, Gong Qi took Xiaomao's hand and walked on the road and said a word to her. It was really difficult for a child who was only six years old at that ti to figure out its aning.
Now, in this spacious and bright ward, Gong Qi stares at the little guy in front of him. He suddenly rembers his original warning and blurts out: "Xiaomiao, do you rember that night in the playground, a little brother robbed your flower ball. How did I tell you?"
Xiaomao suddenly frowns, rembering the scene in which Mami Gong Qi lifted her out of the playground with one hand and held her in her arms, holding the little boy's face in the other hand to warn her.
"What's your na, where you live, where you go to school, who gives you the courage to bully my daughter?"
The little boy blinked his eyes twice. Apparently he had not been humiliated like this, he reached out to his parents for help. Co over is the boy's father, nacing, akimbo questioned Gong Qi, why pinch his son's face.
At the end of the day, of course, Gong Qiliang gave out the receipt of the ball toys in his bag, and made a gesture to call the police. The man, who was big and three, stopped his work in an instant. He handed out the lace which his son had pulled in his hand, and then he ran away in a hurry.
At that ti, the little ow drill in Gong Qi's arms, eyes wrapped in a bag of tears, for the first ti felt full of security.
Later, when she ca out of the playground, Gong Qi told her, "don't develop your flattering personality. It's your thing. What should belong to you should strive for it.". For other people's malice, you should give 10 tis and 100 tis of counterattack, so that no one will despise you and ignore you. "
This is Gong Qi's first ti to educate children. He is not accurate enough in the simplicity and comprehensibility of the language. So far, Xiaomao can't rember those specific words.
Only vaguely rember the last sentence: "Mommy said, you will protect in the future, will not let be bullied."
Gong Qi stares at her for a long ti, but she still sticks to the little guy's temple with a straight face and a finger. "I'm telling you, there are so many bad people in the world. Don't treat her as a good person because others treat you well."
Gong Qi, who does she an? She knows it in her heart, but she doesn't know whether xiaomiaoqing is clear.
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