"You didn't eat just now, I'm going to make you something to eat." Yan Huan said, letting go of her daughter and walking to the kitchen.
"It's me who's coming!" Lele also jumped down.
Yan Huan looked at her daughter and went to the kitchen with her. Lele opened the refrigerator and there was nothing to eat in it, only a piece of meat and a few green onions. She had an idea: "Huanhuan, can we make dumplings and eat them?"
The kind we did before..."
"Is there any flour?" Yan Huan walked over and asked.
"Yes!" Lele pointed to the top of the refrigerator, "What about the flour on it? Uncle Guan bought it and said it can be used to make pimple soup."
"Okay, let's make dumplings." Yan Huan took down the flour, but for a while, she felt a little confused and didn't know what to do.
Let’s make the flour first! Lele has never done it before, but she used to do it with her foster care aunt.
"Put water in it, and then rub it with a chopper." Lele said.
"Let's do it!" Huanhuan listened to what she said and followed the instructions. At first, there was too much water and the flour was too thin. But immediately she added flour and kneaded it more and more.
The more it looks like.
"Huanhuan, it's not bad!" Lele smiled beside her.
"Then it's time to cut the meat. Cut the meat into mincemeat." Lele directed from the side, while Yan Huan started chopping. Both of them were busy with flour on their faces, and they really even drove out dough of different sizes, and started
Make dumplings.
Although the dumplings cooked in the end were not very successful and turned into dumpling broth, both of them ate to their fullest, touched their bellies and looked at each other with a smile.
While she was smiling, her phone rang, it was Xiao Moshu calling.
She calmed down slightly, smiled at her daughter, walked to the room and said, "Mr. Xiao, is something okay?"
"Tomorrow I will go to the nursery in Changping..." Xiao Moshu's voice was actually a bit colder, with a businesslike look.
Yan Huan took a deep breath: "What time is it?"
"Leave at nine o'clock."
"Where should I meet you?" she asked.
"I will pick you up at Ziyu Mansion at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Xiao Moshu replied.
Yan Huan was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said: "Okay..."
"Bring Lele with you!" Xiao Moshu said again.
"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean?" Yan Huan asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"I won't do anything without your consent. I just think the air in the suburbs is good, and there's no harm in Lele coming with him," Xiao Moshu said.
Yan Huan turned around and saw Lele looking at him, and finally agreed.
"Lele, let's go see grandpa together tomorrow, okay?" Yan Huan said to her daughter.
"Grandpa?" She didn't know yet that she actually had a grandfather.
"Yes, grandpa..."
"Okay, let's go see grandpa." Obviously, shouldn't it be a happy thing to go see grandpa? But why, when she saw Huanhuan, she wasn't happy at all!
Sure enough, Xiao Moshu came early in the morning. He didn't go up, but waited downstairs.
Yan Huan came down holding Lele's hand. When Xiao Moshu saw them coming down, he also got out of the car and opened the door for her.
Lele got in the car first, glanced at Xiao Moshu, and then sat down in the back seat. Yan Huan sat in the passenger seat, and then he got in the car and drove slowly.
"Lele, do you want to eat anything?" Xiao Moshu spoke to Lele through the rearview mirror, "I have potato chips and biscuits here."
"I don't want to eat." Lele didn't want to pay attention to him and looked out the window.
Xiao Moshu was not discouraged and put on some music: "You can sleep a little longer. It's quite a distance from here to Changping."
"..." Yan Huan said nothing, looking out the window in a daze.
"Lele, where are you going to school now?" Xiao Moshu tried to talk to Lele again. Lele was really good-looking, with a pale face, and at such a young age, she actually frowned.
"In an international language primary school." Yan Huan answered for her daughter, looking at Xiao Mo's book coldly.
Xiao Moshu could see that Yan Huan was unhappy. He also knew very well what Yan Huan was thinking. She definitely didn't want to have anything to do with Lele. But as soon as he saw Lele, he couldn't help but want to tell her
Talk and listen to her voice.
This is his daughter. He, Xiao Moshu, has a daughter.
"I hate going to school." Lele said with some complaints.
"Why do you hate going to school?" Xiao Moshu asked.
"Those brats are boring..." Lele realized that she had said too much and immediately closed her mouth again.
Xiao Moshu laughed when he heard this: "Oh...how can it be boring?"
"It has nothing to do with you..." Lele heard the smile in his words and hated him even more.
"Yes, but everyone is curious. What should the little devil do when he is bored?" Xiao Moshu was not angry, but rather teased her happily.
"They are so noisy that they cry when they lose in a fight. It's no use at all." Lele said impatiently.
"So, Lele is good at fighting?"
"Of course." Lele raised her chin and said.
"Lele is awesome." Xiao Moshu looked at Lele through the rearview mirror almost infatuatedly.
"Mr. Xiao, you should concentrate on driving!" Yan Huan interrupted coldly. She also looked at Lele's expression through the rearview mirror. When talking to Xiao Moshu, Lele's expression was actually a little bright. She, in the end
I still yearn for my father’s identity.
Yan Huan's heart tightened and she felt a little at a loss for a moment.
Lele also quickly stopped talking. She hated this uncle, that was for sure anyway.
"Okay." Xiao Moshu was in a good mood, "Lele, what do you usually like to do?"
"You talk a lot." Yan Huan was really annoyed by his question.
Xiao Moshu smiled again. Lele was always so cute when she was impatient and angry.
Later, Lele fell asleep and lay on the bench behind. Seeing that she was asleep, Xiao Moshu stopped the car and took a small blanket to cover her.
Yan Huan watched his movements, her fingertips almost dug into the flesh of her palms.
When Xiao Moshu sat back in the driver's seat, she said with a cold face: "Xiao Moshu, I said, Lele has nothing to do with you... Please don't do this again..."
"Even if Lele has nothing to do with me, I liked Lele very much when I first saw her, and I wanted to take care of her." Xiao Mo said while driving, "Let's keep our voices down so as not to wake up Lele."
Yan Huan turned away, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Xiao Moshu glanced at her and said no more.
Finally, we arrived in Changping District. The area here is full of bungalows, and there are not many people. There is a primary school next to the orphanage, which Xiao Moshu invested in and built. The car drove directly in, and there was a large cement terrace in front of the orphanage.
There is a piece of grass next to it. This is where the children usually do morning exercises, and they can also park their cars.
Xiao Mo brought a lot of food and food in the car after studying, and the director of the orphanage came out with the staff.
"Dean Huang..." Xiao Moshu stretched out his hand to shake her hand, "This is Miss An Yanhuan..."
"Mr. Xiao, Miss An, hello." Dean Huang looked at Yan Huan, who was in his forties and still slender. He smiled at Yan Huan and said, "Mr. Xiao, it's rare that you are so caring and often visit the children.
..."
Lele also got out of the car and saw many children coming over. When she looked at this place, her face suddenly turned pale. She took a big step back and looked at Yan Huan in horror: "Huan Huan..."
"What's wrong, Lele." Yan Huan saw that Lele's face was not good, so he went over to hug her, "Are you still full of sleep?"
"Huanhuan..." Lele's body was even trembling, "Don't... I don't want..."
"Lele, there are many children here, why don't you play with them first?" Xiao Moshu also came over and said, "Your mother and I have something to do..."
"No..." When Lele heard what Xiao Moshu said, she rushed over and hugged Yan Huan's waist, "Huanhuan, don't leave me, I don't want to be here, don't want to be here..."
Only then did Yan Huan realize the seriousness of the problem. She had left Lele in an orphanage for three months, which was a nightmare for Lele.
"Lele, Lele, listen to me." Yan Huan knelt down and held her daughter's face, "We are here to see grandpa. Do you remember what I told you yesterday? I will not let you go.
Really...you misunderstood, Lele..."
"You won't want me?" Lele asked with tears in her eyes.
"I want you...I want you..." Yan Huan assured Lele repeatedly, "Little fool..."
Lele calmed down, but looking at those children, and then looking at the woman in front of him, it was simply her nightmare. She remembered that in that white old house, the nun in gray clothes still smiled like this, and those children
Every time someone comes over and gives me a gift, I feel so happy.
But for her, it was a nightmare. She didn't want to be an orphan, she didn't want to be a part of it.
Xiao Moshu watched from the side, his face turned pale and he clenched his fists.
"Lele, can you come with us to see grandpa?" Xiao Moshu tried to walk over and smiled at her.
Lele looked at Xiao Mo's book, her expression still extremely rejecting. She hated this person, she just hated him inexplicably.
"Mr. Yan is in the backyard. The children's swing is a little loose. Mr. Yan is repairing the swing in the back!" Dean Huang came over and said.
"Thank you, Dean Huang." Xiao Moshu forced a smile to Dean Huang and said to Yan Huan, "Let's go in!"
Yan Huan took Lele's hand and followed him in.
When Yan Huan entered the backyard, he saw Yan Zeyang. He was squatting next to a wooden swing set by one person and was playing with it.
"Mr. Yan, Mr. Xiao is here to see you..." Dean Huang called from the side.
Yan Zeyang raised his head and smiled at Xiao Mo Shu: "Mo Shu, you are here..."
Yan Huan held Lele's hand and looked at him like this. He was wearing a dark gray round-neck shirt and cyan trousers underneath. He looked like the most ordinary ordinary man.
"Have you brought any friends here?" Yan Zeyang saw Huanhuan and asked, "Is she your girlfriend? Why don't you introduce her to me..."
Xiao Moshu was at a loss for words for a moment, almost unable to speak.
However, Yan Huan smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Yan, my surname is An, you can call me Huanhuan!"