In the room, about a dozen children watched Haohao being picked up by his pickup, and the other children showed envy.

They looked outside from time to time, looking forward to the next second that they would come in to receive the people.

It was precisely because of this expectation that they were originally holding the food and should have eaten it voraciously, but they ate it much slower, obviously because they were absent-minded.

In the corner, there was only one-third of the porridge left in the little girl's bowl. It was the slowest one among the children here.

Because she didn't have part of her tongue, she had a hard time eating.

When Haohao's family came to pick Haohao up, the little girl stared at her like other children for a long time.

Unlike other children, she would not look up and check out the situation outside the door.

Because she heard it, her family seemed to want her.

The little girl looked at herself holding the bowl, twisting her abnormal left hand, her eyes dull.

At this moment, a slight commotion suddenly appeared in the room.

There was another child beside him murmured: "So beautiful, like a fairy."

The little girl held the bowl in both hands, but couldn't help but look over with curiosity.

The eyes, which were covered by long hair, opened slightly wider in the next second.

What came in was a tall woman.

The little girl has seen beautiful people in the past few years she is begging. Some are beautiful and some are beautiful in the clothes she wears.

The aunt in front of her looks very beautiful in clothes and appearance, and somehow she felt very kind and wanted to get close to her.

Is she the mother of a child here?

The little girl didn't envy those children who were taken home by her family just now, but at this time, she envied this child who she didn't know yet, and she envied him for having this mother.

After a short riot, the room immediately became quiet. Even the children who were originally eating did not eat anymore, but subconsciously corrected their bodies.

At this time, they were like lost lambs, hoping that God could mercy on them and give them this luck.

At this time, the little girl noticed that the aunt's eyes had swept around and fell on her and could not stay any longer.

The little girl's body was tense, and her hands holding the bowl were involuntarily tightened. She didn't dare to look at the beautiful aunt, and even lowered her head. If there were holes, she wanted to bury herself.

The little girl felt that she must have read it wrong.

How could such a beautiful aunt look at her? She is so ugly that even she thinks it is so ugly.

"The child that year was your child." The policewoman's voice sounded.

Then the sound of high heels walking over step by step, which seemed particularly clear in the quiet room.

Except for the little girl, the eyes of other children turned as she moved.

They heard that this beautiful and beautiful aunt came to find her child.

Who is her child?

Could it be me?

I envy her children so much.

This is probably the voice of all children at this time.

The little girl with her head down lowered and raised her head slowly.

Her inferiority complex made her afraid to look at this beautiful aunt directly, but she also wanted to know who the beautiful aunt's child was.

At this moment, the high heels stopped in front of her, and the person who came slowly squatted down.

The little girl just raised her head and met the woman's gaze filled with mist.

The little girl breathed stagnant.

Is the aunt going to cry?
Chapter completed!