Wealthy family?
They wouldn't call themselves a wealthy family. From whom did Wan Qiu know that they were a 'wealthy family'?
Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen?
Staring at Wan Qiu, Yang Xiaoyu's eyebrows were still gentle: "Yes, our Wan Qiu is a child of a wealthy family."
Wan Qiu keenly noticed the subtle changes in Yang Xiaoyu's emotions, and the feeling of "unhappiness" was quietly reaching its peak.
"But it's not just dad, mom is also from a wealthy family." Yang Xiaoyu ruffled Wan Qiu's hair and said inductively, "Is Wan Qiu happy? Is the person who told Wan Qiu about this also happy?"
Yang Xiaoyu's eyes were bright, but Wan Qiu noticed that the "happiness" in these eyes was disappearing little by little.
The shadow of "unhappiness" spread silently from the shadows under the dim light, expanded, and enveloped the whole autumn.
Wan Qiu tried to remain silent, but Yang Xiaoyu needed his answer.
Wan Qiu unconsciously tensed his body, stood on tiptoe, curled up his body, and tried to protect himself.
Then he slowly said, "Isn't mom's name Yang Xiaoyu?"
Yang Xiaoyu: “?”
The two people looked at each other.
——Is Dad called a wealthy man?
Yang Xiaoyu suddenly realized something and asked, "Do you mean that my father's name is Haomen?"
Wan Qiu nodded.
Yang Xiaoyu was stunned, looking at Wan Qiu's empty eyes that were not stained with any color.
When ordinary people hear the word "wealthy family", they will have all kinds of complicated emotions. In this society, most people will be attracted by the word "wealthy family".
As the daughter of a wealthy family, Yang Xiaoyu is well aware of the glamour that everyone is flocking to.
But when he saw Wan Qiu's eyes, Yang Xiaoyu suddenly realized that Wan Qiu was different.
This child has a low IQ and is more pure.
Yang Xiaoyu was longing for her child to return to her, but she had also thought about Wan Qiu's character. He might be greedy, naughty, and unrestrained.
But now, it was as if the sky dropped the last drop of rain after the rainy night into her hands, condensing it into a cool, transparent gem without any impurities.
Wan Qiu left her at an innocent age, and can return to her innocently again.
"Your father's name is not Haomen, his name is Chu Jianshu." Yang Xiaoyu leaned on Wan Qiu's head and couldn't help laughing. This was an interesting thing worth recording.
"What is that wealthy family?" Wan Qiu didn't understand these two bright words in his memory.
"Don't care, these two words don't mean anything." Yang Xiaoyu rubbed Wan Qiu's hair and could smell the scent of soap in Wan Qiu's hair.
It is a blessing in life to recover what you have lost.
However, Wan Qiu was confused.
If the wealthy are meaningless, then are the words abuse also meaningless?
Wan Qiu vaguely felt that there seemed to be many more things besides these words, but he had forgotten them.
Yang Xiaoyu called Chu Jianshu. Chu Jianshu was stunned for a while after hearing the news, and then he smiled and said, "That's great."
Yang Xiaoyu on the other end of the phone said to Wan Qiu: "Come to Wan Qiu, call me daddy."
"Dad." The soft voice of the boy without any voice change almost directly pierced the heart of Chu Jianshu, who hadn't been truly excited for a long time. Chu Jianshu moved his mouth, and finally just responded lightly.
With Chu Jianshu's knowledge, he was unable to say more to this child who had been lost and found again.
Wan Qiu saw Chu Jianshu again, a tall, elegant, handsome middle-aged man standing in front of Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu was stunned for a long time. The uncle he had met before suddenly became his father.
The big and the small looked at each other in silence.
Yang Xiaoyu hugged Wan Qiu from behind, unwilling to let go of the treasure that he had lost and found again.
Chu Jianshu's voice was gentle, as if he was treating a piece of porcelain that would break if he spoke a little louder: "Mom and Dad will take you home."
Wan Qiu was very hesitant and said, "There is no place for my parents to sleep in my house."
Chu Jianshu paused and looked at Yang Xiaoyu, not understanding what Wan Qiu was saying.
Wan Qiu explained: "I can't use the bed in the big bedroom. My friend is sleeping in my small bed. If mom and dad want to go, there's no place to sleep."
Chu Jianshu frowned subconsciously, but then he remembered that he was facing Wan Qiu, so he relaxed his brows and said gently: "I'm not talking about that family."
Wan Qiu tilted his head: "That's the only home I have."
At this moment, the air was deathly silent.
"No, Wan Qiu, listen to mom. You are going home with mom and dad, not back to your adoptive parents' home." Yang Xiaoyu directly pulled Wan Qiu over and made him face her.
"I have to go back to my own home." Wan Qiu protested in a low voice.
At this time, Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu understood Wan Qiu's thinking.
Wan Qiu acknowledged that they were his parents, but did not acknowledge that they were his destination.
"This is wrong. It was your adoptive parents who took you away. That is not your home. Our home is your home. You are my child and you should come back to me." Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel anxious, and his joy turned into regret.
Wan Qiu didn't understand all these twists and turns, he only knew that he had only one home.
But he vaguely knew that Yang Xiaoyu was unhappy now.
It was him who made Yang Xiaoyu unhappy.
Chu Jianshu lowered his head and looked at Wan Qiu: "Don't you want to go back to your parents' home?"
Wan Qiu was held in Yang Xiaoyu's arms, but he vaguely felt that the embrace was getting warmer and hot.
Yang Xiaoyu's whole body was emitting an aura of "unhappiness". The closer Wan Qiu got, the more the empty pain invaded Wan Qiu's body, burning Wan Qiu's heart.
Wan Qiu stood up, broke free from Yang Xiaoyu's arms, and separated himself from his strange biological mother.
Wan Qiu stood not far away, looking over from afar, without rejection or disgust, but the three steps of distance between them seemed to firmly represent Wan Qiu's rejection.
"I want to go home."
"Why do you have to go home?" Chu Jianshu said in a low voice, "Can't you just go with Dad?"
"Mom and Dad said I have to go home."
Yang Xiaoyu seemed to want to refute something, but was stopped by Chu Jianshu.
Chu Jianshu noticed that Wan Qiu was retreating.
It was a small step, but it was enough to create a crack in the thin ice-like connection they had just established.
"I know. I won't force you." Chu Jianshu immediately spoke up to comfort Wan Qiu, "But can mom and dad come to see you often?"
Wan Qiu looked up and observed Chu Jianshu.
Chu Jianshu let Wan Qiu look at him, he wanted to convey to Wan Qiu that he wanted it.
Finally Wan Qiu nodded.
The tense atmosphere eased because of Wan Qiu's agreement.
When leaving, Wan Qiu carried a large pile of food that Yang Xiaoyu had packed for him.
Wan Qiu couldn't wait to take the food home, put it in the refrigerator, and wait for his parents and his friends to eat it.
Yang Xiaoyu half bent down and noticed that Wan Qiu's slender fingers had turned red and looked as if they would break from the plastic bag filled with heavy food.
But she did not approach Wan Qiu again, keeping a safe distance, and smiled, "Say goodbye to mom and dad."
Wan Qiu said obediently: "Goodbye, mom and dad."
Wan Qiu pulled the small cart with his back to them and did not look back until he disappeared.
"Wan Qiu's condition is a little different." Chu Jianshu tapped his solar plexus with his finger. "Bringing him back directly won't be effective, and it may even have a counterproductive effect."
Chu Jianshu knew that his wife was in a bad mood and had not been able to take the child back for two consecutive times. He was afraid that Yang Xiaoyu, who had a bad temper, was about to reach her limit.
Yang Xiaoyu also knew that what Chu Jianshu said was true.
Facing her lost and found child, Yang Xiaoyu was just a little emotional, but she also knew that things could not be accomplished overnight.
"At least he understands that we are his parents. This is the biggest gain this time." Chu Jianshu held his wife in his arms and comforted her, "We have waited for a long time, and we won't have to wait much longer."
Today, Wan Qiu does not understand the weight of the word "biological parents".
Wan Qiu has never received the love of his family. As a child, he just depends on the two most important people in his life at this stage.
It's not them, but Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai.
For Wan Qiu, who accepts everything, only the requests of these two people are absolute.
Correcting Wanqiu's thinking will not be a matter of a day or two.
Before they take Wan Qiu back, the first thing they have to do is to deal with the scumbag couple who use the child as a prop and do not share their love.
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