Although she is only 7 years old, she is obviously more precocious than other children, and there is a kind of vigilance and vigilance in her eyes when she looks at Ling.
Compared with the ignorance of ordinary children of this age, she obviously knows more about self-protection because of her real life.
"Because my child is about the same age as Xiaoci. Seeing Xiaoci injured, I can't help but want to help him. After all, taking Xiaoci to see a doctor is something I can easily do." Ling still way, with a flat tone, did not want to deliberately close to the meaning.
The little girl was silent for a while. She turned her head and looked at the little boy who had been following her. She seemed to be hesitating.
The little boy said, "sister, I don't hurt."
"Even if it doesn't hurt, it's still hurt. When you walk, you have to turn around." The little girl said, and then raised her head to Ling still said, "aunt Ling, you wait for me, I'll be back in a moment, and then I'll accompany you to the hospital."
With that, the little girl told the little boy to wait for her at the door of the store.
The little boy's hand held the little girl's hem and refused to let go.
"Ah Ci, I'll go back and put my schoolbag. I'll come back to you in a moment." The little girl stroked the little boy's head.
The little boy reluctantly released his hand.
Then the little girl quickly ran in the other direction, and soon disappeared.
Qin Lianyi still said to Ling, "I'll go to the hospital with you later. Anyway, I have a car. It's very convenient. Besides, I have nothing else to do today. "
Ling still thought about it, so he said, "I'll trouble you."
"Ah, it's interesting for the sister and brother to say that trouble is not trouble. Moreover, the child was beaten to such an extent that sister Zhuo said that she had never been to the hospital, which is quite pitiful." Qin Lianyi said, but when she said this, she deliberately kept her voice down and didn't let the little boy hear her.
For this pair of brothers and sisters, when she listened to sister Zhuo, she felt compassion. Qin Lianyi was an only child and had no brothers and sisters, so she actually envied the feelings of such sisters and brothers.
And the little boy, is listening to his sister's orders, obediently standing at the door of the store, like a small sculpture, motionless.
Ling still narrowed his eyes, staring at the little guy. Inexplicably, the little guy always feels familiar.
It's like I've seen it somewhere.
Is it because the child is so beautiful? Isn't there a saying that beautiful people are similar!
"What's the matter with you? Staring at the child all the time? " Qin Lianyi said.
"I just think it's a bit strange for the family who adopted him. It's clear that their husband and wife have a son, but they still adopt another boy. If they like it, they can adopt the child, but they don't seem to like it very much." Ling still said.
After all, if you really love this child, you won't even interrupt.