Chapter 494

"I said, she won't come back!" Shi Yuhan said that although he was cruel, he wanted to face the reality.

Originally, song Qinghuan wanted to refute something, but he moved his lips and bit hard.

She didn't speak out and didn't know what to say. She didn't know why a mother could be so cruel and ignore her children.

She really didn't know what kind of mother she was like in the world. If she didn't want to have children, she didn't want to be born.

Since I was born, how can I be so irresponsible.

Song Qinghuan is very angry. She thinks of herself and doesn't know the truth about her parents.

In the past, she always thought that she was Lu Meiyan's own daughter, so even if Lu Meiyan was very bad to her, she always thought that Lu Meiyan was not too bad. No matter how mean she was to her, she would not put it on her.

Because she felt that Lu Meiyan, no matter how tired, did not abandon her.

But it turned out that she was not Lu Meiyan's daughter at all. Maybe Lu Meiyan was a scum, but she was raised by Lu Meiyan. She had no blood relationship, so she was raised.

What about her biological mother? Why don't you abandon her? If you abandon her, she is dozens of times more cruel than Lu Meiyan. How can she accept such a child's parents?

She thought, she would rather not know for life.

Song Qinghuan lowered his head and thought about it. Then he raised his eyes and asked, "if the child's mother doesn't show up, shall we adopt him?"

When cold pursed lips, eyes deep unpredictable, Qichen, gave her a vague answer: "Song Qinghuan, you know, raising a child is not as easy as you think."

Song Qinghuan put the spoon in his mouth and sipped it: "you don't want to, do you?"

"This has nothing to do with whether I am willing or not, and the child only needs his own mother," he said

Song Qing said: "but his biological mother, does not appear."

Cold lips slightly warped, when Yuhan looked at Song Qinghuan's eyes, suddenly soft, he reached out and gently held her hand: "you want her to appear, don't you?"

"Well?" Song Qinghuan nodded heavily and agreed.

The smile of the corner of the mouth gradually expanded, and spread to Shi Yuhan's cool face: "then, let her appear!"

Song Qinghuan blinked in surprise, and his water colored eyes were full of worship: "when it's cold, do you have a way to let the baby's mother appear and return the baby?"

There is a kind of person who, with God's love, is born to be three points better than others, and is also born to be three points wiser than others. He said that if he can do it, he can do it, and that's the kind of person who defends against the cold.

After the baby's fever subsided, song Qinghuan and Shi Yuhan took her back to the hut.

That night, song Qinghuan did not dare to let her baby sleep in the shaking table, but with her and Shi Yuhan.

Sleep next to you, you can feel his temperature, and you can immediately know if something is wrong.

The night in the mountain village is very early, and it's very long. It's 8 in the evening. At 9 o'clock, all the villagers seem to have turned out their lights and went to sleep.

Song Qinghuan came out of the hut, and then sat on the doorstep, looking at the distance. His mind drifted away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Shi Yuhan came out and sat down beside her, holding her shoulder.

He said gently, "the child is OK. You don't have to worry any more."