After dinner, brother and sister Ling Qiyang sat on the balcony of a building in the farm, looking up at the bright stars in the sky.

"Guokuo, did you call?"

"beated."

"Is Mommy crying?"

"No, she said we can play with the master for a few more days, the air here is good."

Little Pickled Cabbage clapped her hands, "That's great, as long as Mommy doesn't cry."

"Mommy is with Daddy now. We leave her, of course she won't cry anymore." After Ling Qiyang finished speaking, he put his arms around his sister's shoulders, with a trace of pride on his face, "I'll be with you, Mommy said I'm very relieved."

Little Suancai turned her head and flashed a pair of big bright eyes, staring at his handsome face, "Guopuo, do you really love me?"

Ling Qiyang replied without thinking: "Of course."

"Love me forever, stay with me?"

Ling Qiyang opened his mouth and was about to speak when suddenly a childish and timid voice came from behind him, "Are you rich?"

Hearing the sound, the two brothers and sisters were startled, turned their heads together, and saw a messy little head protruding from a dark corner of the corridor.

Under her disheveled hair, a pair of round eyes are shining like stars.

"Hello." Little Pickle uttered first, stood up and ran over, curiously asked the little girl on the wall, "Who are you?"

The little girl saw that she was well-dressed and beautiful, and she stared at her with a sense of restraint besides envy, as she picked the ashes on the wall with her fingers, and said in a low voice: "My name is Tinker Bell. "

As she spoke, she stretched out her other hand and blinked her eyes, "I don't have a father, and now my mother is sick again, I want to buy medicine, but the barefoot doctor asked for money, and I have no money... This is my jingle bracelet , do you want it?"

"I don't want it." Little Pickle shook her head, she saw that the jingle bracelet was too dark.

Ling Qiyang had come to stand beside his sister, he asked Ding Dong: "How much do you want?"

Tinker Bell was still stuck to the wall, and her paper-thin body seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind if she didn't stick to it.

She looked at Ling Qiyang with pitiful eyes, "I don't know how much I want." After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and looked at the pair of bright red slippers on her feet.

These shoes are really big, probably belonged to her mother, and her little feet are so gray under the light, covered with mud.

Ling Qiyang visually judged that her height was not as tall as her younger sister's, her short hair was disheveled, her face was still covered with dust, and a pink dress on her body looked dirty, the lace edge of the skirt was off the line, and she was long. hang down.

Inexplicably, Ling Qiyang felt sorry for her, and asked softly, "Then where does your family live?"

"Over the mountain." She pointed towards the dark forest.

Little pickled cabbage looked outside, and the little heart immediately turned somersault... tqR1

Oh my god, it's so dark in the mountains at night.

She opened her eyes wide, and stared at Tinkerbell carefully again. After a long while, she took a breath and asked, "Did you not meet any wild wolf or tiger?"

"I'm not afraid." Dingdang pursed her lips after speaking, and burst into tears, "I don't want my mother to die."

Seeing her crying, Little Pickled Cabbage's nose turned sour, and tears welled up in her eyes, she went to hold Little Ding Dong's hand, "Don't cry, we will definitely save your mother, you come with us."

Chu Lei was watching TV in the room. After learning about the situation, without further ado, he immediately asked a guard to put Tinker Bell on his back, and decided to go to the mountain to see for himself.

The two children stayed in the farm with another guard. Because she was thinking about Tinker Bell, Little Pickled Cabbage lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She slowly closed her eyes until she was really tired...

When the birds in the forest stood on the branches and kept singing, Little Pickle woke up and opened her eyes. She saw her brother standing in front of the window with a dignified expression.

"Guokuo, is grandpa back yet?" She rubbed her eyes and asked quickly.

Ling Qiyang nodded, "I came back for a while and left again."

"why?"

"Go ask someone to arrange the funeral of Tinker Bell's mother."

Little Suancai didn't understand, and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Grandpa said Tinker Bell's mother is dead."

"what?"

...

The Gu Family Compound.

He was going to London tomorrow, but Chu Lei hadn't "returned" the two children back. Gu Jincheng didn't eat well and couldn't sleep well.

"I think I'd better go to Yaoxian Town." At noon this day, he put down his chopsticks before finishing his meal.

Chen Yilan glanced at Gu Mingxuan and his wife who were facing each other, and said, "Jincheng, I think it's better for the two of us to leave first. When the children come back, if they are willing, I will come back and take them."

"No, I'm not here, so Chu Lei is even more presumptuous." Gu Jincheng stood up, pushed the chair away, and left the restaurant angrily.

Chen Yilan hurriedly followed him out, while Ling Moxue picked up the rice slowly, not knowing what to say.

Gu Mingxuan knew that she was in trouble, so he patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Don't worry, Dad won't resent Daddy."

Ling Moxue nodded and smiled slightly, "I'll go out and make a phone call."

Mi Rongxing, who sat on the chair and ate well, also rushed out of the dining room. Seeing that there were no grandma and grandpa in the living room, he yelled upstairs: "Grandma, I want to go find Pug with grandpa!"

Brother Pu didn't take his mobile phone with him. The last time he called was the number of the farm in Yaoxian Town. Ling Moxue clicked on it, and after a few ringtones, the phone was picked up.

Hearing that he was looking for Mr. Chu who has two children, the boss replied loudly: "He has gone to do good deeds and is not here now."

"Good deed?" Ling Moxue was surprised.

"Yes, there is a little girl whose mother died on the other side of our mountain, and there are no adults in the family..." He said briefly before hanging up.

At this time, Gu Jincheng had already changed his clothes and went downstairs. Hearing what Ling Moxue said about the situation, his expression changed slightly, as if he was in a dilemma.

Chen Yilan took the opportunity to pull down his sleeve, "Jin Cheng, don't go, why don't you go alone tomorrow, I'll wait for the children to come back."

"Yes, Dad, although my dad has a bit of a weird temper, he won't teach bad children." Ling Moxue also added.

Gu Jincheng pondered for a long time, but decided to go, "Yaoxian Town is not far from there, I will go and have a look and come back."

"Grandpa, I'm going too!" Mi Rongxing immediately grabbed his hand.

He nodded, "Let's go."

Gu Xinyan went to work as usual today. When she came back in the evening, she learned that her son had gone to Yaoxian Town with her father. She raised her hand to look at her watch and asked her mother, "When will they come back?"

"Estimated at night."

"Mom, since Xing'er is not here, I'm going to meet up with friends. If Xing'er comes back, you can call me."

After Gu Xinyan finished speaking, she went upstairs. She was going to take a shower, change her clothes and go out again.

When she finished dressing up, Ling Moxue came back from get off work and saw that she was newly dressed and her makeup was fresh, so she asked strangely: "Meet a female friend?"

"Ha! Awesome, you can tell that too." Gu Xinyan smiled and leaned into her ear and said, "A female boss."

Ling Moxue took her hand after listening, and asked in a low voice, "For that Zheng Yihua who plays the violin?"

Gu Xinyan's eyes widened, she looked astonished as if she was looking at a monster, "How do you know?"