Later one day, Fu Xiaoning took time to take Fu Xicheng to collect his unwanted toys and prepare to donate them to the children in Beicheng welfare home.
Fu Xicheng tidies up one by one, and Fu Xiaoning occasionally takes a hand. He turns out a toy and asks if he wants it. I sat on the sofa with a computer to deal with my work.
Such a day is very warm, each doing their own things, but very harmonious.
There is also a small box in the toy box. Fu Xiaoning turned it out. When he opened it, he found that there were two cars. They looked very familiar. So she took it out and asked Fu Xicheng, "do you want this one?"
Fu Xilai was cleaning up the toys. Hearing the sound, he looked here and said, "yes."
"It's very old."
"I want more, mom." With that, Fu Xicheng came over from his toy pile, and then reached for the box in Fu Xiaoning's hand. The car inside looks very old, especially one of them. Their styles are also very old. Compared with Fu Xicheng's later cars, they are not comparable at all.
But these two cars are of great significance to Xi Cheng. Fu Xiaoning bought them for him by staying up late to work. There are too many memories in the car. The first one is a gift given to him by Xi Cheng for the first time, so he cherishes them very much.
He took the boxes containing the cars, then put them on the sofa and told Fu Xiaoning, "Mom, let's clean up the others. I want the other two cars."
Gaming Cheng looked at the box and reached out to open it. He was very familiar with a car because when he first met Fu Xicheng, he was looking at the car in the shop window and said it was blinking. But gaming Cheng still remembers what Fu Xicheng looked like at that time.
His face was still calm, but his eyes were eager.
In fact, as a man with a car, Fu Xicheng still thinks about another car, mostly because there is always a toy car missing from the boy's toy box.
At that time, when he saw Fu Xicheng's eyes, he only felt that Fu Xi really looked like him. At that time, he thought that Fu Xiaoning and his children should be so old.
But at that time, he felt uncomfortable about his own ideas. Is it because he sees such a big child now, he thinks it's his own and Fu Xiaoning's child.
At last, he bought the car and gave it to the little boy. Fu Xicheng said he didn't want anything. In the end, he forced Fu Xicheng to do it. Fu Xicheng thought that he might be a bad guy, but later he was very sincere, so he didn't doubt it any more.
It may be that father and son are heart to heart. As soon as he sees Fu Xi Cheng Cheng, he feels uncomfortable in his heart and the way he looks at the car, so he wants to satisfy the boy's wishes.
I didn't expect that he was really his child. Because of his way of doing things, later he saw Fu Xiaoning and the woman he had been looking for for for so many years.
He also sighed when he thought of it. How painful it was, how happy it is now. Looking at the two cars in the box, he bought one for Fu Xicheng and the other for Fu Xiaoning. For Fu Xicheng's behavior of collecting the car well, he was very pleased.
Look up is their mother and son, the game into a think, say a little hypocritical words, this is his whole world.
After packing up the toys, game Cheng drove them to the welfare home in Beicheng, where there were many children. Fu Xicheng didn't know their lives, but he also knew that they were sent here because they were very poor. Those toys that he no longer needs, maybe these children will need them very much and bring them joy.
When he went to bed at night, Fu Xicheng also put the box on his bedside table. He touched the edge of the box and asked carelessly, "do you like the car that mom and dad bought you?"
"Well." Fu Xicheng nodded.
Game into heart suddenly had a naive idea, so he asked: "do you prefer the one mom bought or the one dad bought?"
Fu Xicheng thought about this question very carefully, and then answered, "I like it all, but I can't choose it. If I have to choose, I choose the one my mother bought. It was my first car, and at first my mother didn't have money to buy it, but I wanted it, and I cried. "
Thinking of Fu Xiaoning's saying that Fuxi had become a car crying, he was still amused at that time, but now he can't laugh.
"Later, my mother stayed up late to embroider. One night, I woke up and heard her crying. She was weeping while embroidering. I said I didn't want a car, and then let my mother sleep. She promised me, but later she bought it for me. Yueming and I took the car to the store to refund, but the boss wouldn't let us
Even that night, after Fu Xiaoning was stopped by Fu Xicheng, she went to sleep with him, but he knew that later that night, she must have been secretly embroidery again. But later he didn't wake up at night. If he woke up, he could let Fu Xiaoning sleep.
After listening to Fu Xicheng's words, his heart is long lost. It's like being torn by someone's big hand. He can't breathe. He took a few gentle breaths, then reached out and touched Fu Xicheng's head: "so our task in the future is to protect our mother from any further harm, right?""Yes, Dad, you can't make mom sad any more." Fu Xicheng is very serious and nods.
After returning to the room, Fu Xiaoning is still bathing in the bathroom and sitting on the bed. His mind is constantly intertwined with what he has heard and seen in recent days. That day, when Fu Xiaoning was still sleeping, he watched Fu Xicheng and Yue Ming play. Yue Ming's mother told him about the days Fu Xiaoning and Fu Xicheng spent in recent years.
He knew that they must have had a hard time. When Fu Xiaoning left, she didn't have much money. Song Lianluo and Fu Jiaxiong didn't know where Fu Xiaoning had gone. No one knew where she had gone with her children.
She is a person, no source of income, and with such a small child, outside life will be hard for ordinary people to imagine. Economic pressure is a problem, and there will certainly be rumors. However, in recent years, Fu Xiaoning has never mentioned it to him. He did not dare to ask, dare not mention these, occasionally summon up the courage to know her that day, Fu Xiaoning also refused to answer.