Because of the delay in changing clothes, when Yang Xiaoyu pulled Wan Qiu back to the restaurant, the chef served a new hot breakfast.

"Chef, try to prepare some food today. Wanqiu can eat as much as he can. The most important thing now is to gain weight first." Yang Xiaoyu dragged the chair to Wan Qiu's side and sighed as he looked at his thin shoulders.

"This child is indeed too thin. He is already fourteen years old, but he still looks like an elementary school student." The chef looked at Wan Qiu and said, "Why don't we replace this morning's soy milk with milk? If he starts to rest now, he should be able to grow taller."

"Okay." Yang Xiaoyu stood next to Wan Qiu and brought the steamed bun to Wan Qiu's mouth. Wan Qiu obediently opened his mouth and took a bite.

Wan Qiu drank the sweet milk and gulped down the whole glass of milk in one breath.

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned. Does this person really like drinking milk?

Wan Qiu got a new glass of milk. He picked up the cup and was about to drink it, but suddenly he burped.

"If you can't finish it, leave some." Yang Xiaoyu immediately stopped Wan Qiu's hand, "From now on, our baby can eat whatever he wants."

The chef popped his head out of the kitchen and asked Wan Qiu, "Do you like cookies?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"Where's the cake?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"Eat meat pie?"

Wan Qiu still nodded.

The chef just wanted to ask Wan Qiu what snacks he liked, but found out that there was nothing Wan Qiu didn't eat.

"This child has such a good appetite, he should be easy to feed." The chef noticed Wan Qiu's slender arms and legs exposed in his short-sleeved shirt and shorts, which was obviously the result of malnutrition.

Listening to the chef's words and seeing Wan Qiu's bulging cheeks from eating the buns, Yang Xiaoyu hoped that Wan Qiu could grow back to normal size as soon as possible.

"Baby, is there anything you want to do?"

Wan Qiu raised his eyes, obviously having no idea what Yang Xiaoyu wanted to do.

"Isn't there anything you want to do with your mother, or anything that would make you happy if you do it with your mother?" Yang Xiaoyu asked seriously.

Chu Yigui once said that Wan Qiu knew how to think, but he was just slow.

She waited quietly for Wan Qiu's answer.

But when Wan Qiu was silent, Yang Xiaoyu thought about many possibilities, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Wan Qiu wouldn't want to go picking up trash with her, right?

Should she first teach Wan Qiu 'how to play' before she can let Wan Qiu make a decent request?

While Yang Xiaoyu was silent, Wan Qiu stammered and immediately came to his senses from his confused thoughts.

Wan Qiu had finished his second glass of milk and had eaten all the breakfast on the table.

When Wan Qiu looked up, his very beautiful, delicate and clear eyes stared at Yang Xiaoyu. Yang Xiaoyu held his breath unconsciously as he waited for Wan Qiu's answer.

"I don't know." Wan Qiu said.

The answer was as expected. When Yang Xiaoyu wanted to give a soothing smile and say, "It's okay, Mom will take you to play first," Wan Qiu spoke again.

"I'm very happy now, my mother is by my side." The malnourished boy's soft voice and soft hair fell beside his cheeks, his eyes were shining with a gentle color.

His words were not wrapped in any candy, but they seemed to throw a candy bomb at Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu's chaotic brain was blown into rainbow colors by the candy.

Wan Qiu's emotional expression is very obscure, so obscure that you have to observe carefully to see it.

I guessed a lot of complicated information, but it was still shattered by Wan Qiu's words.

She hasn't done anything yet.

She just sat next to Wan Qiu and had breakfast with him.

Yang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and held Wan Qiuban in his arms.

After losing Wan Qiu, she went through a period of mental confusion.

Dark memories, jumbled and cluttered in the corners that she tried hard to forget.

During that time, her biggest hope was that Wan Qiu was still by her side, that she had not lost her child, and that she could still watch her child grow up healthily.

Her humblest wishes met no hope, and she was so confused that she even neglected the other two children who she should have treated well.

Until I adopted Chu Yigui.

Perhaps because she had an outlet for her emotions, she was slowly recovering and becoming a normal mother again.

She has Chu Yigui, but Wan Qiu doesn't have his 'Chu Yigui'.

She had a breakthrough to vent her emotions, but Wan Qiu was not even given the qualifications to have a breakthrough.

Until now.

Until yesterday.

"Mom will stay with you all day today." They can do anything as long as she is with Wan Qiu.

Wanqiu will slowly settle down at home.

Everything, just take your time.

Wan Qiu's heartbeat quietly accelerated.

He wanted to be clever and come up with something that would make his mother happy.

But he didn't know, he couldn't think of it.

Wan Qiu was anxious and uneasy, and only relaxed after Yang Xiaoyu spoke.

It was like being pardoned and the crisis was resolved.

The chef came out, looked at the breakfast that had been eaten, and asked, "Does Madam have a good appetite today?"

"Feed it all, baby." Yang Xiaoyu has always had to maintain her figure for the sake of beauty. The chef at home certainly knows Yang Xiaoyu's breakfast preference and will not prepare too much food.

The chef's expression was a little subtle: "Will you feel too full if you eat so much food at once? Wan Qiu is so thin, he doesn't look like someone who can eat a lot."

Yang Xiaoyu suddenly realized that she had been feeding Wan Qiu all the time, and Wan Qiu had never refused.

"Baby, does your stomach hurt?" Yang Xiaoyu immediately touched Wan Qiu's abdomen. The slightly bulging curve was already very obvious, and Yang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat.

"It's not uncomfortable." Wan Qiu shook his head.

The chef asked, "Won't you feel like throwing up after eating so much?"

Wan Qiu lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

This was the first time he experienced the feeling of being full. His stomach was aching slightly and densely. The food in his body seemed to be overflowing and it seemed that he could even smell the residual smell of food in his throat.

But Wan Qiu won't vomit.

Even if he forced himself to hold it back, he wouldn't spit it out.

Food is precious, and eating enough is a blessing.

"Or take some medicine to help digestion." Seeing Wan Qiu's silence, the chef suggested with some concern.

The pill was sent into his abdomen, and Wan Qiu sat quietly at the dining table with his mother beside him.

"Let me take you for a walk to help you digest your food." Yang Xiaoyu felt a little guilty for being so obsessed with feeding Wan Qiu that she forgot that Wan Qiu's stomach capacity was limited. "But before that, I have something to give to my baby."

Wan Qiu followed Yang Xiaoyu to the living room, and on the transparent coffee table, Wan Qiu saw several small boxes.

Wan Qiu has always been familiar with boxes, which usually contain some high-value items.

Yang Xiaoyu opened the boxes one by one, and Wan Qiu watched quietly at the side.

These things on the table are the mobile phones, bracelets, phone cases, lanyards and other things that Yang Xiaoyu had people prepare.

These things had been prepared long ago, but when she woke up last night and couldn't find Wan Qiu, the strong sense of fear made her more urgently need something to locate Wan Qiu.

Yang Xiaoyu also knew that she was overly sensitive, but Wan Qiu would tolerate her, so Yang Xiaoyu let her fear run wild.

"This is a cell phone for my baby. Nowadays, everyone has a cell phone, so our baby must have one too. Do you know how to use it?" Yang Xiaoyu inserted the SIM card into the brand new cell phone and put it in Wan Qiu's hand.

This was Wan Qiu’s first time touching a cell phone.

He had seen many mobile phones, but had never touched one.

For people nowadays, mobile phones are extremely personal items that cannot be touched. They are always with them and they will never put them down.

Wan Qiu was once slapped by Ning Hai for touching his cell phone, but he just wanted to put the phone away that had fallen on the ground.

Wan Qiu didn't understand why mobile phones were so precious to everyone. He just knew that he shouldn't touch them and shouldn't be curious about them.

When the mobile phone warmed by Yang Xiaoyu's hand was placed in Wan Qiu's hand, it was the first time that Wan Qiu knew the weight and touch of the mobile phone. It turned out that it was so delicate and exquisite without any scratches.

Wan Qiu got a mobile phone.

Yang Xiaoyu put the bracelet on Wan Qiu's hand and said, "You can also use this to make calls. Honey, remember to carry it with you like your cell phone."

Wan Qiu held the phone in his hand, but felt very confused.

He didn't know how to use this thing.

"The mobile phone is very simple, baby can learn it slowly..."

Yang Xiaoyu taught Wan Qiu step by step how to make a phone call.

He first entered the phone numbers of the whole family into Wan Qiu's mobile phone, and then asked, "Baby, you can also save your favorite numbers, okay?"

After saying this, Yang Xiaoyu suddenly fell silent.

In Wan Qiu's poor social circle, the only phone numbers he could remember were probably Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen, although these two numbers could no longer be dialed.

Will Wan Qiu save those two numbers? Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel uneasy.

If it is saved...

Yang Xiaoyu was wondering how he could resist the urge to throw his phone away.

Wan Qiu remained silent.

The number you want to enter.

In Wan Qiu's memory, there were only Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen's numbers, but Wan Qiu had no reason to save them.

Wan Qiu found that he had nothing.

No friends, no one to connect with.

Wan Qiu didn't even know if he had the qualifications to dial the number, or if he had the qualifications to talk to other people.

"If not..." Yang Xiaoyu saw Wan Qiu looking at his phone until the screen went out.

Forget it then.

In the future, Wanqiu will definitely have friends.

When Yang Xiaoyu wanted to teach Wan Qiu how to make a phone call, he suddenly saw Wan Qiu turn on the screen and press a number on it.

I instinctively thought it would be Ning Qiaozhen or Ning Hai, but I didn't expect it to be a completely unfamiliar number I had never seen before.

Who is this for?

Yang Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and tried to test: "Press here, see? You can store this number here. What is the name of the owner of this number? You can enter it directly from here."

Yang Xiaoyu heard his own nervous heartbeat, as if he was digging out Wan Qiu's little secret.

But Wan Qiu looked on in silence.

He didn't know how to type.

Wan Qiu... doesn't know pinyin.

"Don't know Pinyin?" Yang Xiaoyu was stunned. Now primary school students have to learn Pinyin in compulsory education, so why doesn't Wan Qiu know Pinyin?

"My mom said I was too old to go straight to first grade."

Wanqiu started school in the third grade, but students in the third grade no longer learn pinyin.

Wan Qiu is stupid, but he has a higher enthusiasm than ordinary people for rote memorization, which is almost the only thing he can do well.

He spent more time memorizing words, but he only memorized words, the shape, pronunciation, and dictation. Wanqiu recognized a lot of words, but that was all.

Yang Xiaoyu rubbed Wan Qiu's hair unconsciously.

A child who knows how to work hard but cannot achieve the corresponding results is a cause for regret, but as a mother, she feels more distressed.

"It's not necessary to know pinyin." Yang Xiaoyu said, "Mom taught you how to input using voice and strokes."

When Yang Xiaoyu saw the unfamiliar number marked as 'Uncle Huang Hu' by Wan Qiu, he raised his eyebrows.

Yellow tiger?

Lu Qinghe and Huang Hu are not their people in the true sense, but people that Chu Jianshu has been hiring. In order to get news about Wan Qiu, they have never given up hiring people to look for him.

People like Huang Hu come into contact with many different kinds of people and run around everywhere, so Chu Jianshu thinks they are worth hiring.

Now, after finding Wan Qiu, all of their employment has been terminated.

"Why do you remember Huang Hu's phone number?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

"He gave me a card." Wan Qiu replied.

"Have you remembered it like this?" Yang Xiaoyu was obviously a little surprised.

Wan Qiu nodded.

This was the first card he had ever gotten, and he didn’t know what it was, but Wan Qiu always cherished anything he could get.

He wrote down not only the name and phone number, but everything else as well.

But the card was left in the rented house and Wan Qiu couldn’t get it.

Generally speaking, people like Lu Qinghe and Huang Hu would select the people they hand out cards to.

Yang Xiaoyu curled her lips slightly.

Suddenly I felt a little cute.

Although her children have a hard life, from now on, they will meet good people.

Maybe there will be more opportunities for cooperation with Huang Hu in the future.

Yang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Baby, do you want to try calling Huang Hu?"

No matter how clearly she teaches, it won't be as quick as trying it yourself.

Wan Qiu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Yang Xiaoyu. Yang Xiaoyu immediately understood that Wan Qiu was asking for her opinion, and immediately covered Wan Qiu's eyes.

Wan Qiu's eyelashes scratched his palm. Yang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly: "I mean, whether you want it or not, this matter has nothing to do with me. You can do whatever you want."

Yang Xiaoyu secretly borrowed the method Chu Yigui usually used to treat Wan Qiu.

As long as it is an unimportant matter, Wan Qiu has his own thinking ability and can make his own decisions.

Wan Qiu was blinking, obviously confused, but Yang Xiaoyu waited for his answer.

Wan Qiu shook his head.

Yang Xiaoyu put down her hand, and seeing her beautiful child lowering his eyes, she asked, "Don't you want to call?"

"You can't make phone calls casually." Wan Qiu would never make phone calls from beginning to end, even though there was a landline in the rented house that he could use to make calls casually.

"Why?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

"He will be unhappy." Wan Qiu lowered his head. That was the rule of Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai.

Yang Xiaoyu didn’t know what Wan Qiu was thinking, but her intuition told her that it was not a good thing.

"The existence of mobile phones is to facilitate communication. You can call whenever you want and however you want. If the other party is busy, he can choose not to answer the call. Do you understand?!"

As Wan Qiu's mother, Yang Xiaoyu still has a lot of concepts that Wan Qiu needs to correct, and the most important thing now is the phone call.

The phone was given to Wan Qiu so that he could make calls and keep in touch anytime and anywhere. He should tell her when he was bullied, when he was happy, and when he wanted something. She desperately needed Wan Qiu to learn to speak.

If possible, it would be better to talk directly on the phone rather than face to face. Wan Qiu likes to read other people's faces too much.

Wan Qiu was silent. Thinking that Wan Qiu really needed patience and understanding, Yang Xiaoyu repeated it several times, using more concise language.

"You can make calls anytime you want."

Finally, Yang Xiaoyu saw Wan Qiu nodded.

Vaguely, Yang Xiaoyu felt that what he was doing was imitating the way Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu got along with each other.

Chu Yigui is really an overly intelligent and shocking child. He seems to have amazing talent in everything.

"Then how about fighting?" Yang Xiaoyu wanted Wan Qiu to take the first step. "Mom will teach you how to fight?"

Wan Qiu looked at his phone.

He needs to be smarter.

It would be best if you could learn how to make calls on your cell phone easily.

And for Wan Qiu, this was also the first phone call he made in the true sense.

"Find the address book. Do you remember this icon?" Yang Xiaoyu's gentle voice seemed to inject some bright power into Wan Qiu's timidity and fill up Wan Qiu's courage. "Click in, find the person you want to call, and then click to dial."

Wan Qiu's finger hovered over the phone.

He himself did not notice that his fingertips were trembling.

When he pressed it, Wan Qiu seemed to vaguely hear the sound of a corner of the rules that imprisoned him like a high wall suddenly shattered.

The changes on the screen of the mobile phone were extremely unfamiliar to Wan Qiu, but when the numbers were jumping, Wan Qiu heard a familiar man's voice.

"Hello, this is Huang Hu. What kind of service do you need?"

Perhaps because it was an unfamiliar number, Huang Hu's tone was clearly in business mode.

Yang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Wan Qiu and found that Wan Qiu was holding the phone in a daze.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with helplessness at this moment, as if she had been deprived of the ability to speak in front of the strange machine that could directly transmit sound.

"Hello? How are you?" Huang Hu continued on the other end.

Yang Xiaoyu leaned close to Wan Qiu's ear and whispered, "Baby, talk."

Wan Qiu stuttered, finally finding his voice: "Hello?"

"Hmm? Customer, are there any inconveniences for you? If so, you just need to confirm by tapping, once for yes, twice for no..." As a professional, Huang Hu thought that Wan Qiu had encountered some trouble.

"Uncle Huang Hu." Wan Qiu finally spoke his first complete sentence two minutes after the call.

Yang Xiaoyu watched from the side with a smile. Her child was trying to speak to the person opposite, trembling like a little squirrel. The big fluffy tail was shaking and leaving an afterimage.

Huang Hu was silent for two seconds: "The third young master of the Chu family?"

Wan Qiu: “……?”

"Wan Qiu?" Huang Hu called the name this time.

Wan Qiu whimpered softly, expressing that he was himself.

"Are you in any trouble?" Huang Hu's tone changed immediately after he realized it was Wan Qiu. It was not so serious, but with a little tenderness, which made Yang Xiaoyu raise her eyebrows.

"No." Wan Qiu's fingers clenched the phone. The phone, which a normal person's hand can hold well, seemed a little big in Wan Qiu's hand.

"Really? That's good. How have you been recently? Have you returned to the Chu family?" Huang Hu obviously realized that this was not a work call, and immediately became familiar and casual as if he was talking to a friend.

"Yeah." Wan Qiu was obviously a little overwhelmed by the extremely enthusiastic Huang Hu.

"Are you living well in the Chu family? Are you able to eat enough?" Huang Hu's tone was obviously much more relaxed after knowing that Wan Qiu had returned to the Chu family.

"……kindness."

Wan Qiu would respond from time to time, but it was basically Huang Hu who was talking.

Yang Xiaoyu was a little surprised. Huang Hu was not a talkative person due to his job characteristics. But now he was chatting with Wan Qiu in such a detailed and familiar way, and it was obvious that he had some different feelings for Wan Qiu.

Is it sympathy and pity?

Yang Xiaoyu didn't expect that Wan Qiu could overcome such a big age gap and become friends with Huang Hu.

"Now that you're home, you can do whatever you want." Huang Hu was obviously ready to hang up the phone. "If you have anything to ask, you can come to me. The call is free and the commission is discounted."

Wan Qiu blinked, obviously confused.

Wan Qiu did not reply immediately, but held the phone in silence for a long time. Huang Hu, who did not get a goodbye, realized that Wan Qiu probably had something to say.

"Wan Qiu, do you have anything else to say?" Huang Hu asked straight to the point.

"Well..." Wan Qiu hadn't heard Huang Hu's voice for a long time, but when he didn't see Huang Hu, when his mother abandoned him, he met Huang Hu's friends.

Wan Qiu finally asked the question in his mind: "Uncle Huang Hu, your friend."

"Huh? Lu Qinghe?" Huang Hu just realized that Lu Qinghe had not told Wan Qiu his name, and said, "Are you talking about the black-haired uncle? What's wrong?"

"Does he know Mom?"

When these words fell, both the person on the phone and Yang Xiaoyu suddenly changed.

However, Wan Qiu couldn’t see Huang Hu’s facial expression, so he didn’t take this subtle pause to heart.

Huang Hu hesitated. He didn't know whether Wan Qiu was talking about Ning Qiaozhen or Yang Xiaoyu. It was obvious that it would be easy to fall into a trap no matter which one it was.

Wan Qiu is not smart, but if he remembers something, maybe he will be able to think of it easily later, and then he will suddenly understand what to do.

It was the Chu family who designed Ning Qiaozhen to abandon Wan Qiu, and this matter must be kept as a secret that cannot be told at all costs.

"What are you talking about? Please explain it clearly so I can help you think about it." Huang Hu tried to ask more clearly so that he could give an answer and then secretly communicate with the Chu family.

"When mom... didn't want me." Wan Qiu paused, "That uncle was with mom."

"Why, Wan Qiu misses her very much? Doesn't he have a new mother?" Huang Hu was a little nervous. Could it be that all their hard work to make Wan Qiu painfully break off contact with Ning Qiaozhen was in vain?

Yang Xiaoyu, who had been listening to everything on the side, couldn't help but hold his breath.

"It's just... a little bit..." Wan Qiu held the phone, his eyes a little dazed, and he stammered, not saying anything.