An Zhisu was chatting with a few ladies. She made fewer cheongsams now. She mostly drew designs and handed them over to the people below. She only made a few pieces by herself every year, and everyone wanted the ones she made by herself.
I wanted to ask her for one when I got the chance.
She was racking her brains to think of how to refuse in a way that would appear tactful and not show off, when her son came to the rescue.
"Sorry, excuse me." An Zhisu apologized to everyone, and then evacuated quickly, fearing that he would be caught if he ran too slowly.
Dabao was almost dragged to the rest area by his mother. As soon as he sat down, he saw that his mother drank half a cup of tea without looking like a lady, and then complained: "I really don't like this kind of occasion, and I'm so talkative."
It’s thin.”
Dabao refilled her tea cup and handed it over.
There is nothing better than knowing a son like a mother.
An Zhisu didn't even dare to hold the cup of tea. He first asked, "Erda, you don't want to ask me for anything."
Dabao nodded implicitly.
An Zhisu asked a little vaguely: "Is the degree of difficulty high? If it is, you still have to ask your father."
She often said a few nice words to her son when he begged Ye Lancheng, and blew the pillow breeze at night.
"It's not difficult," Dabao said.
"It's not difficult." An Zhisu gained confidence and seemed a little excited: "Come on, come on, tell me about it."
It was rare for her son to ask her for something, and she could do it, so she had to perform well.
Dabao told An Zhisu about Yan Yan's situation.
An Zhisu pondered her son's thoughts and asked tentatively: "Then do you want our family to fund her schooling alone, or do you want me and your father to adopt her?"
"Forget it about adoption." Dabao has never thought about adoption.
An Zhisu understood: "I know. I will personally choose an orphanage later. All her expenses will be funded by our family, and her household registration and school registration will be completed for her."
"Let mom worry about it," Dabao said.
An Zhisu pinched her eldest son's face lovingly. It was rare that he was so cooperative today, so she couldn't help but squeeze a few more times. After getting a look that was enough, she reluctantly withdrew her hand.
"She's in the lounge, I'm going to find Su Lin." Dabao stood up, intending to completely leave Yan Yan to An Zhisu.
An Zhisu had no choice but to get up and go to the lounge to meet Yan Yan first.
lounge.
Yan Yanku became hungry after sitting for a while. There were some Western snacks on the coffee table. She wanted to eat but didn't dare to eat. She stretched out her hand several times and then quickly retracted it, for fear that she would eat the good-looking one just now.
The boy suddenly came in, and she didn't want him to see her gobbling down the food.
Thinking that he would ask her to wait for him here when he left, she sat upright, not even daring to bend her waist. She imitated the sitting posture of the ladies on TV, watching her eyes, nose, and heart.
When An Zhisu came in, she saw Yan Yan's upright appearance. Her first impression of Yan Yan was that the child was very resilient and should be a child who could endure hardships, otherwise she would not be able to sit upright like this.
When Yan Yan heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately looked towards An Zhisu. The joy in his eyes quickly dissipated because the person who came was not Dabao, and he became wary.
An Zhisu clearly saw the changes in her eyes and thought that this child must have suffered a lot in the past. Probably everyone who has been abducted will be so afraid of strangers.
"Are you Yan Yan?" An Zhisu tried his best to speak softly: "I am Ye Mu'an's mother. It was he who asked me to come and see you."
Ye Muan.
Yan Yan said in a small voice: "It turns out his name is so nice."
An Zhisu had already walked to the sofa. She didn't get too close to Yan Yan. She sat down at a safe distance and asked with a smile: "Yan Yan, how old are you?"
"Maybe ten years old, maybe eleven years old, I'm not sure." Yan Yan couldn't help straightening his back and answered An Zhisu's question in a formal manner.
An Zhisu was a little surprised. Yan Yan looked like he was only seven or eight years old. He was so thin and small that he couldn't tell that he was similar to Dabao.
However, after thinking about it, I realized that it must have been a long-term abuse by human traffickers and malnutrition, which caused poor physical development and made her look smaller.
"Don't be so tense, relax, Auntie will chat with you." An Zhisu could see that she was nervous, and pushed the pastries on the coffee table towards her: "You are hungry, let's have some snacks."
Yan Yan had been hungry for a long time, but she had never been in the mood to eat. She was also very embarrassed now, but her stomach growled unsatisfactorily, which made her face suddenly turn red, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
"You can't help but be hungry now when you are growing up. It's okay. Eat quickly. If you're hungry, your stomach won't be good." An Zhisu comforted her softly.
Xu An Zhisu was so gentle that Yan Yan slowly relaxed and asked politely before eating: "Can I really eat it?"
"Eat it, it's all yours." An Zhisu encouraged.
Only then did Yan Yan dare to reach out and pick up a piece of small cake. She subconsciously wanted to devour it, but when she opened her mouth, she remembered that An Zhisu was still watching her from the side, so she immediately changed her mouth to take small bites and chewed slowly.
An Zhisu poured her a cup of tea and asked her to drink it, being careful not to choke.
"Thank you, auntie." Yan Yan was polite and grateful.
"You're welcome. Yan Yan, do you still remember your last name?" An Zhisu asked. It would be okay if you don't have a last name when you go back to get your household registration.
Yan Yan shook his head and said in a pitiful tone: "I don't remember."
"It's okay if you don't remember." An Zhisu was afraid that she would recall the abuse by the traffickers, so he quickly changed the subject and said: "You can go home with your aunt first, and then I will send you there after my aunt helps you find a reliable orphanage.
Your aunt's family will help you go to school. My son says you are very smart and he rarely praises others."
Yan Yan was so surprised that she hurriedly put down the cake and stood up, bowing deeply to An Zhisu: "Thank you, auntie, I will study hard and be a capable person to repay you when I grow up."
"Be good." An Zhisu pulled her to sit down again and said earnestly: "Auntie doesn't need you to repay her. As long as you grow up safely, happily and healthily, that's the greatest reward for you."
It was only after she became a mother that she deeply realized the feeling of licking a baby. Every child is the flesh that fell from the mother's body. She favors others by herself, and naturally hopes that other people's children will be as safe and happy as her own.
"Auntie, you are the best person I have ever met." Yan Yan burst into tears of gratitude, her eyes filled with tears.
She has no memory of her mother, but she thinks her mother should be like An Zhisu, gentle and loving, with eyes full of love.
If only this was her mother.
Yan Yan lowered his eyes and thought silently in his heart.
An Zhisu rubbed the top of her hair: "Eat some more."
"Yes." Yan Yan raised his head again, with an innocent smile on his face and obvious flattery in his eyes.