Mrs. Fu recalled the little rattan bird she had just seen and became even more convinced.
These glasses and the rattan bird just now are all made by Xiaozhou.
She just felt incredible and was extremely excited.
This child, only five years old, can actually do such complicated things.
This kind of high-tech glasses is not something ordinary people can make.
There was a big move in her heart.
Fu Xizhou was not as smart and cute as Xiaozhou when he was a child.
Could it be that Xiaozhou followed his mother?
For the first time, she desperately wanted to know what kind of person Xiaozhou's biological mother was.
How can you pass on such great wisdom to your children?
Xiaozhou saw his grandmother put on her glasses, waved her hand, and was about to leave.
Mrs. Fu quickly called her: "Xiaozhou."
Xiaozhou stopped and looked back at her.
Mrs. Fu moved her lips, feeling inexplicably guilty and indebted.
Before this, she had never acknowledged this great-grandson.
However, he was so kind to her, saved her life, and gave her such nice glasses.
This child has accepted all unfairness since he was born.
He is obviously the young master of the Fu family, but he is raised outside like a little savage.
No name and no identity.
Her breathing was a little heavy, her heart tightened, and she said sincerely: "Xiaozhou, thank you."
Xiaozhou shook his head, then raised his lips and showed a particularly cute smile.
Madam Fu felt her heart melt.
She walked up to Xiaozhou, relaxed her stiff body, then squatted down in front of him and asked softly: "Xiaozhou, do you like Aunt Shengsheng?"
Xiaozhou's big eyes, as bright as the stars, blinked and nodded without any hesitation.
Mrs. Fu was moved in her heart, and then asked: "Then if Aunt Shengsheng is your mother, would you be willing?"
Xiaozhou was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
He remembered that his father also asked him this question.
At that time, he shook his head, unwilling.
There was always a place for mommy in his heart, even though mommy left him without a trace.
But now...
He suddenly answered his grandmother uncertainly.
If Aunt Shengsheng is willing to be his mommy, he will definitely be very happy like other children...
After thinking about it, I lowered my eyes.
Mrs. Fu didn't know what he was thinking, but her heart trembled slightly when she saw his expression changing.
He was afraid that his words would touch the depths of his sensitive soul and make him feel uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, she explained kindly: "What I mean is that Aunt Shengsheng will be your second mother. You can always keep your biological mother in your heart. She will always be there. If she comes back one day, you
I am still the closest to her."
Having said this, he spoke in a low tone and asked again: "But before that, can you accept Aunt Shengsheng as your mother?"
Xiaozhou narrowed his eyes.
If this is the case.
he thinks.
He wants Aunt Shengsheng to be his mommy.
In this way, he has two mothers.
"Xiaozhou?" Mrs. Fu shouted softly, and comforted her heartily: "It's okay, Xiaozhou doesn't want to, no one can force him, you..."
Xiaozhou interrupted her: "I do!"
Mrs. Fu was stunned.
This child can talk.
Who said before that this child was an autistic child and could not speak?
There is no barrier to communication, and he is even more sensible than his peers.
After being stunned, I felt joy that could not be expressed in words.
Xiaozhou does not reject it and likes Shengsheng.
Next, it depends on whether Shengsheng is willing to let Xiaozhou be her son.