Chapter 887 Actually, Xiaoman also wants a father, right?
"Xiao Man." Jiang Li called out and walked over with a warm smile.
Xiaoman was crying, feeling embarrassed, so he turned away and quickly wiped his eyes.
"Baby." Jiang Li called softly, walked over, adjusted her skirt, sat on the gravel ground by the river, and held Jiang Xiaoman on her lap.
Jiang Xiaoman pouted and covered his mother's eyes: "Don't look at me."
Jiang Xiaoman felt that he was not cool in front of his mother.
Jiang Li pressed his little head and held him tightly in her arms: "Okay, Mommy won't look."
Jiang Li held the child in her arms and waited until his mood calmed down before speaking to him.
"Can the baby tell mommy why she is so sad? Is it because the little lemon tree is gone, or is it because the little rabbit died?"
"Both." Jiang Xiaoman's mind was a little confused.
That kind of complicated thoughts is not something a child of his age can understand.
Jiang Li guided him patiently: "Is it because dad is back that you feel you can't face it?"
Jiang Xiaoman's back was slightly startled, as if he had been poked into something, and he stubbornly turned away: "I don't have one!"
Jiang Li stroked Jiang Xiaoman's back tenderly: "Mommy didn't do a good job in this matter. Your father came to see us, and I didn't tell you what happened between us properly, nor did I talk to you about what happened between us.
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"No. Mommy is always right!" Jiang Xiaoman insisted.
Jiang Li curled up the corners of his mouth, and his voice became gentler.
"Actually, the baby really wants to have a father, right?"
Jiang Xiaoman didn't answer and Kuku looked away.
"Mommy knows that before Guoguo's father fell ill and died, he told Guoguo that the lemon tree has spirituality. As long as you take good care of it and talk to it, it can send what Guoguo wants to say to the sky, right?
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Jiang Xiaoman nodded reluctantly.
"Then Guoguo was your first very good friend. She gave you the seeds of the lemon tree and asked you to plant lemon trees.
At first, you wanted to talk to your father in heaven. But later, Guoguo left, and every time you missed her, you would talk to the lemon tree, right?"
Jiang Xiaoman pouted stubbornly and denied: "I planted lemon trees, so I didn't want to talk to my father!
I am here for Guoguo. Guoguo said that when she returns to southern Sichuan, she will come to see if I have planted the lemon tree."
"Yeah." Jiang Li nodded, "Mommy knows that you like Guoguo as a friend very much. The little lemon tree also represents your friendship, but dad may not mean it. He doesn't know what the lemon tree means to you. And he
I sincerely apologized."
"Humph! I don't accept his apology!" Jiang Xiaoman snorted coldly.
"Baby, do you know why mommy found you? In the past, you and Guoguo would always come here to fold boats.
Every time, you tell the boat what you want to say to your father and put it into the river. You hope that the boat can bring your words to your father in heaven, right?" Jiang Li continued to guide her son.
"I don't have one!" Jiang Xiaoman denied stubbornly.
"But the baby can tell mommy, since when did you stop doing this? Do you know...that your dad is still alive?"
Jiang Xiaoman hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
"I overheard what you and Grandma Qi were saying. I knew it was him who bullied you, so you secretly took me away! I hate him."
Jiang Xiaoman said, his eyes turning red again.
It's not that he has no illusions about his father.
But from that moment on, he became disillusioned with his father's image.
He might as well be dead!
Yuan Shen, who was hiding behind a big rock and overheard the conversation between mother and son, felt mixed emotions.
But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Li would actually speak for him.