Zuo An, wearing a prison uniform, arrived at the visiting room under the leadership of the prison guard.
After three years of separation, Zuo An became much more haggard.
The face of the old fish and goose fell on the ground has long lost its luster. The originally smooth skin is like paper buried after years of time, and has gradually turned yellow.
The eyes that were as crystal clear as before were also dull and the eye sockets were deeply sunken.
The whole person lost weight all over, like a thin yellow leaf.
But her expression was very calm, as quiet as a lake that was not flowing.
It is a world of difference from the domineering and arrogant black sister in the past.
Ling Ang and Wang Aoshuang looked at Zuo An like this and sighed indescribable.
Wang Aoshuang whispered: "You are so haggard, you must have lived a hard life."
Zuo An shook his head lightly, his voice calmly, "It's not very hard. Although there is no freedom, the rest and working hours here are arranged very appropriately and will not be too tired."
"Then have people here bullied you?" Wang Aoshuang knew that prison has many unknown sides.
"No, Australian prisons are still very disciplined and will not have any fighting at will."
Wang Aoshuang relaxed slightly, but she didn't know what to say to comfort Zuo An now.
"Where is the child?" Ling Ang spoke lightly.
Zuo An Wushen's eyes slightly froze, and a strong sense of pity floated between his eyebrows, "Qiuqiu is in a child welfare institution, now she is 2 and a half years old."
"Can you go see her?"
"Before one year old, because the child is still young, the prison allowed me to see her once a month. However, after the age of one, I can only see her once a day."
"Then is she okay?"
Happy and a slight appreciation floated on Zuo An's face, "She is very nice and cute. I saw her last month. She sang to me and could dance simple dances."
Looking at the excitement and strong maternal love in Zuo An's eyes when he lifted the child, Ling Ang and Wang Aoshuang felt relieved.
"We want to see her, can we?"
Zuo An smiled subtly, "Of course, she has no relatives in this world, and I also hope that more people will care about her and give her happiness."
Wang Aoshuang asked with concern, "Does that child have any toys that he particularly likes? Let's bring them to her."
A hint of guilt and a deep bitterness surged from Zuo An's lips, "When I went to see her last month, she saw a beautiful doll on the TV. She was very excited and danced happily.
But I was penniless and could not meet her requirements. Welfare institutions would apply for every purchase of something for their children. Because the doll was a limited edition, it was very expensive and exceeded the scope specified by the welfare institutions, so they could not buy it for her.
I feel really ashamed to be a mother who can’t even buy a doll for her child.”
Her eyes were filled with unspeakable unspeakable.
"We'll bring it to her."
"Thank you." Zuo An's face was filled with gratitude, and then he spoke in a little embarrassedly: "I have another thing I want to ask you, and I hope you can realize my wish."
"Tell me." Ling Ang's tone was very light.
Zuo An hung her slender eyebrows, and the voice contained a hidden pain, "After Qiqi was born, I have never seen her father. Because my situation is special, I can't take my children to see Luo Tai. So I hope
You will take Qiuqi to Luo Tai’s grave on my behalf and let them meet with their father and daughter.”