Chapter 2 Mianmian doesn’t know how to use the remote control

In the white Bentley that was driving smoothly, Sang He casually glanced at the rearview mirror and caught Mianmian secretly observing him.

The little girl immediately shrank her little head and hugged the little school bag in her arms tightly.

【Do I look that scary?】

Mianmian once again heard the woman's thoughts at this moment and didn't know what to say.

The woman doesn't look scary, but is very beautiful, but she gives people a cold feeling, as cold as the little popsicles the dean gave them.

She is nothing like the mother she imagined.

Mianmian's mother should be like a small cake, sweet and warm.

Sang He caught the bewilderment in the little nipple's eyes, pulled the corner of his lower lip in a funny way, and asked casually: "Escaped secretly?"

She looked at the address of the orphanage. It was in Yunsheng City, which was about three or four hours' drive from their current location in Jianghai City.

Mianmian didn't dare to say anything, let alone say that she came to Jianghai City secretly hiding in the place where the luggage was stored on the long-distance bus.

Sang He was a little surprised that a four-year-old child could do so well on his own.

She must not be disliked before seeing her grandpa again. Several children in the orphanage were sent back by their adoptive parents because of poor performance.

The only thing left in the huge car was the sound of a person crying.

She carefully looked at Sang He's face.

As a result, the mulberry field came back again, and there was an extra comb in my hand.

The kind that is so ugly that even if Mianmian wants to, she can't pretend to like her.

Sang He seemed to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Sang He quickly looked away: "The remote control is on the sofa. If you want to watch cartoons, you can find it yourself."

Mianmian nodded, and her loose braid became even looser.

Mianmian blinked and immediately realized smartly that the woman was going to braid her hair.

Lijing Community.

Mianmian can't cry anymore, otherwise she will be hated again.

Sang He looked confused.

Mian Mian's heart suddenly felt like a bulging balloon being popped by a needle, and her big eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Sang He: "."

However, Mianmian cried herself to sleep.

She likes her grandpa, who is different from the adults who wanted to take her away before.

Sang He simply couldn't understand how a child could have such repetitive emotions. She took off her sheep's braid and tried to tie it up again. However, due to her raw hands, the braid was uglier than before.

It quickly became beautiful and beautiful.

She remembered that the teacher at the orphanage said that you should not cry on the first day you meet new parents, otherwise you will be disliked.

Mianmian cannot be sent back!

The whole family finished their meal quietly.

Sang He didn't expect that the little one would suddenly start crying and had a headache. She didn't know how to explain that her grandfather was gone.

【This little one is too funny.】

The expectant face suddenly collapsed when she saw the crooked pigtails in the mirror.

A bunch of abandoned children in the orphanage queue up every morning to wait for the teacher to tie their hair.

【Why is this so difficult?】

She has no experience coaxing children at all, and she doesn't have much patience with other children.

Mianmian is a little annoyed. Does her mother think she is too young? Mianmian will definitely grow taller early.

"Mianmian, do it yourself." Mianmian quickly took the comb from Sang He's hand.

As soon as she got up, she remembered that she was not the only one at home now.

Fortunately, Sang He had no intention of continuing to amuse the child. He quickly stopped laughing and said, "Put on your shoes and let's eat."

Mianmian tilted her head, her chubby face full of confusion.

Grandpa looked at Mian Mian with the same look in his eyes as a real grandpa.

"Are you awake?" Sang He walked in and saw Xiao Tuanzi sitting on the bed blankly, his cheeks and nose still red.

Mianmian puffed up her little chest with some pride: "There are too many children in the orphanage, and the teacher is too busy, so Mianmian learned on her own."

However, instead of being criticized, the woman could be heard sighing with admiration: "I can't believe that a little kid is so capable."

She quickly rubbed it hard.

Mianmian hurriedly climbed out of bed, her little feet in white cotton socks stepping on the carpet uneasily.

She looked at him trying to smile towards her, full of expectation, and for some reason, she felt unspeakable sorrow in her heart.

【Did you sleep? 】

She was actually a little hungry, but she had just cried, and was afraid that her mother would find her troublesome again. However, after she finished speaking in a low voice, her stomach made an unsatisfactory growling sound, and her little face instantly turned redder.

Mianmian woke up while rubbing her eyes, and found that the scene around her had changed. She was no longer in the car, but lying on a spacious bed, covered with a thin blanket, soft and fragrant.

"Don't call me mother." Sang He's tone suddenly became cold and his eyes were a little sad: "I don't have children, I never will, and no one will replace my baby."

Is this what my mother smells like?

After a while, the sobbing stopped. Sang He raised his eyes and saw Mianmian fell asleep on the back seat with her small schoolbag in her arms, curled up into a small ball.

After eating, Sang He sat on the sofa and rested for a while. As usual, he had to take a shower.

Sang He was silent, and his tone was as calm as ever: "I'm going to take a bath, you can play by yourself for a while."

Grandpa must know whether she is Mianmian’s mother!

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Sang He was also a little embarrassed.

She said and handed a pair of adult cotton slippers to Mianmian, "There are no children's shoes at home, so you can make do with them."

She turned around and went to the bedroom. Mianmian looked at the woman with a very bad expression, thinking that she had just behaved badly, and felt panicked in her heart.

Mianmian blinked her eyes and could no longer hold back the grievances she felt over the past few days: "Mianmian wants grandpa, Mianmian doesn't want to be sent to other uncles and aunts' homes, Mianmian... Mianmian doesn't want to go."

But grandpa forgot the agreement he made with Mianmian and did not come to pick her up. Mianmian waited in the orphanage for two months. Everyone told Mianmian that grandpa didn't want her anymore... The dean also wanted to give Mianmian to other uncles and aunts.

She pursed her lower lip and reached out to turn up the air conditioning temperature in the car.

Mianmian is a little happy.

But...but if this woman is not Mianmian's mother, who is Mianmian's mother?

By the way, she hasn’t met her grandpa yet!

Sang He turned around and saw Mianmian, who was sitting obediently in the corner. His big black eyes suddenly collided with her, and her little breasts hurriedly lowered her head.

Mianmian's little face suddenly turned red. Just when she was about to retort, Sang He said calmly: "Are you hungry?"

She is afraid that she will be considered a bad child who is disobedient and will be disliked by her mother.

Sang He chuckled.

Only then did she notice that the braid on one side of the little guy was spread out while sleeping.

Really ugly...

"Not hungry." Mianmian shook her head.

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned red.

Doesn’t mom hate Mianmian?

The woman's tone was a little softer than before.

She took a small breath and said, "Mianmian doesn't know how to use the remote control."

Mianmian hugged the pair of big cotton slippers and slowly followed Sang He to the living room. Looking at the woman's back, she tentatively wanted to call her mom, but she hadn't uttered a syllable yet.

The little face that was about to cry became happy again.

Sang He suddenly had a picture.

She adjusted the channel for cartoons, then turned and walked to the bathroom.

Mianmian stared at the screen with wide eyes.

In the orphanage, I can only watch 20 minutes of cartoons in the morning every day. It feels so good to have a mother!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and a sharp male voice.

"Grandma Sang, I know you are at home, please open the door quickly!"
Chapter completed!