Since they decided to take action, the two immediately began to prepare. After all, the parasitoid insect may mature at any time and the time is urgent.
First of all Investigation.
Well, it's necessary. Although you can change it by magic, at least you have to know what the original parents of the little girl look like before they can change. Otherwise, everything will be floating clouds.
Secondly, we have to know a little bit about the character of the parents, otherwise, with the sensitivity of the little girl, we will soon find out the flaw and be found out.
I'd like to ask the welfare home to do these two points. In only one day, a stack of data appeared in the hands of Ye Chen, including the portrait of the little girl's parents. Of course, maybe with the disappearance in recent years, some changes need to be made.
In addition, we can learn from the people who have contact with the little girl's parents, including their personality, preferences, words and behavior habits. We have to lament the efficiency of those people.
To their surprise, they thought that they didn't even give a name to the little girl. What kind of bad character are these bad parents. However, according to the data, although the parents are not very good people, in the eyes of other people, they have a good reputation. They are mild tempered, hardworking and honest. This is probably how they feel.
As for why not to give the girl a name, it is not clear, also do not rule out that there is no culture, so only a nickname such things.
At ordinary times, the parents seem to call their daughter xiaohuitan. It's not surprising that they randomly choose a good name in a poor family.
With these materials, ye Chen and Honglian are more confident, and what is left is the actual operation.
Therefore, the two play the role of Xiao Xiaotan's father and mother respectively. In the early morning of the next day, the sleeping little ash charcoal slowly opens her eyes. In the hazy, it seems to see two familiar figures, calling out her name in a familiar voice
"Little ash charcoal Small ash charcoal... "
Is it a dream?
Small ash charcoal squints her eyes, because of sleep and hazy five senses, gradually work, but she thought it was the phantom figure and familiar voice, but did not disappear, but more clear.
This is
Squinting his eyes, when he finally reflected the two familiar faces above his head from the narrow gap, his body suddenly trembled like being struck by lightning and became stiff.
"Dad Mother
"Yes It's us, ash charcoal. You wake up at last
In the line of sight, he has a short, lean hair with thin yellow eyes. On his ordinary, thin and vicissitudes face, he has a cross scar on his left cheek. He is tall and thin but has strong muscles. He points his head happily.
Next to him was a middle-aged woman with plain clothes, shoulder length short hair, ordinary appearance and friendly smile. Compared with the last figure in memory, both of them seemed to be a little older.
But there is no doubt that in front of xiaohuitan, these middle-aged men and women are her parents who have been missing for five years
The girl's body suddenly fierce up, as if to see something incredible like, grow up mouth, from inside difficult, astringent spit out a few words.
"Dad Mom... "
Squint eyes suddenly open, because of the thick bangs blocking the relationship, can only vaguely see revealed, that violent shaking, open pupil, an incomparable feeling.
Yes, for example, in recent years, all the suppressed grievances, full of missing, full of expectations, all these all concentrated in this moment, whether it will be more intense than the feelings of the twinkling pupil in front of you?
"It's us, little ash charcoal. Don't you recognize it? Mom and Dad, I'm sorry that you've worked so hard on your own for so long! "
Just feel that most of the feelings are covered by the bangs, which is so shocking and heartbreaking. What kind of suffering has been experienced and what degree of despair can we reveal?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged women can not help crying, tightly holding the small charcoal in her arms, compared to the father's "acting skills" is much worse, although trying to make a sad look, but it is not a drop of tears squeeze out.
"Dad Mom I... "
The eyes of small ash charcoal are also moist. The eyes gradually soften and squint again, just like the dam that opened the sluice gate. First, the tears flow out slowly, and finally, the tears burst out of control. The tears wet the hair, and the hair dyed the tears black, and tightly adhered to the face.
Black, astringent, bitter, all kinds of taste rush into the heart, the more people see, the more sad and sad.
The little ash charcoal tightly held in her mother's arms. It seems that after a fierce thought, finally determined that this is not a dream in general, and finally slowly shaking out two thin hands, embrace, tightly embrace. From the small arm gushed out a huge force, as if no longer willing to leave the same, wanton cry up."Well, well, it's not easy to reunite with xiaohuitan. I should have a good time today."
Crying for a long time, the father in the side to persuade still tightly embrace, cry the mother and daughter two, said.
"Yes Yes, I should be happy. Is that right? Small ash charcoal. " The mother dried her tears and red eyes.
"Yes Yes, mom. "
The hoarse voice comes from her arms. In the past few years when she lost her parents, I'm afraid it's not as much as today's. This fact seems to make the girl a little shy and her throat a little dry and dumb. She raises her head from her arms and squints her eyes at her parents. Then he was embarrassed to go down.
"Ah, dirty..."
She immediately found that the place she had just buried herself in was her mother's clothes. By his own dyed black tears made a big black, as if in the arms of a pile of charcoal after the poor end of the scene, small gray charcoal can not help but hurry up.
"Silly child, compared with the reunion of the family, this is nothing. Don't you just wash it up?"
Regardless of that head of dirty and greasy hair that can't even fly hover in the sky. The mother stretched out her thin and rough hand with a gentle smile, as if she were treating an irreplaceable treasure, and stroked it.
"I I help my mother wash 3dfb3d77... "
Small ash charcoal lenglengleng looking at the mother's smile, for a long time, finally, as if to accept the fact that his parents came back, suddenly, from the corner of his mouth, draw up a naive smile.
Because of the dirty little face and the crying, the black face presents a kind of tear like trace, which makes it more embarrassed and funny. If we say how beautiful the smile is, it may be very impolite ridicule to small ash charcoal, but it definitely represents a kind of mature and pure beauty.
Even when ye Chen saw the smile, she couldn't help but feel a little trembling in her heart, and sighed that her decision this time was not wrong.