Chapter 465: Can the second uncle and second aunt feel good?

The little face was red from burning and the whole person was dizzy from burning.

Without saying a word, Song Wenlin took his people directly to the best children's hospital in Beijing.

After an injection and some medicine, the fever gradually subsided.

Maybe this disease is too much for the body to bear.

She has been sleeping.

Because it was the Chinese New Year, the doctors in the hospital were also taking turns to rest.

Song Wenlin had no choice but to take her home. He was afraid that as a grown man, he wouldn't be able to take good care of her!

He picked up the child.

Zhao Huili quickly opened the curtain.

"Quick, come into the house!"

After hearing his account of the whole story, Zhao Huili and Song Yingying felt heartbroken.

Not to mention her mother, just thinking about this child is enough to make people feel heartbroken!

Zhao Huili wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"This child is so pitiful!"

Song Yingying also nodded with red eyes: "Yes, it's so heartbreaking!"

Song Zhiyong rarely spoke.

"Let her stay here for now! It's New Year's Day, let this child have a good time!"

Zhao Huili looked at her son. Although she felt a little conflicted, who could bear to say no to this child?

What's more, the child is still sick. If we send her to an orphanage at this time, wouldn't that be the end of her life?

Although Zheng Xiaolian had abandoned her son in order to stay in the city, she felt resentful and hateful when she saw her son being heartbroken and locked up in the house because of this incident.

But now, all has returned to dust and earth.

How could Zhao Huili still feel resentful?

Besides, the child is the child and the mother is the mother.

You can't vent your anger towards her mother on her.

Zhao Huili could still figure this out.

After the family had their reunion dinner, she ran into the house several times and became a little worried when she saw that the child hadn't woken up.

I have been weak to begin with, very skinny with hardly any flesh on my body, and now I am sick, I cannot do without food!

She simply asked Wenlin to call her to see if he could wake her up.

She went to the kitchen and made her some millet porridge, adding a lot of brown sugar.

The child hasn't eaten much for a long time, and eating too much meat and fish has hurt his stomach.

Drinking some millet porridge can nourish your body, and brown sugar can warm your body.

When Zhao Huili finished and entered the house with the bowl, she saw the child had just woken up and was crying in pain while hugging Song Wenlin.

Maybe he had no strength due to the fever, so his cry sounded like a newborn kitten.

No wonder she didn’t hear it in the kitchen just now.

Xiaoxiao was sick before, and she felt like she saw Song Wenlin in a daze in the hospital, but she thought she was dreaming.

Just now Song Wenlin woke her up, and when she opened her eyes and saw that it was really him, the emotions that had been held back for so many days could no longer be contained in an instant.

She didn't cry when her mother died, she didn't cry when the police questioned her at the police station, and she didn't cry even more when she was taken to the welfare home.

With so many emotions weighing on her heart, how could a small person like her bear it?

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song, my mother, my mother, she is dead... wuwuwu..."

"Uncle Song, I don't have a mother anymore!"

She was just a five-year-old girl, and Zhao Huili's heart ached when she saw her crying.

Song Yingying was wiping her tears, let alone Song Wenlin.

He held Xiaoxiao in his arms and stroked her head again and again.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but Song Wenlin couldn't help but his eyes turned red.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes and were gently wiped away by him.

"Xiaoxiao, why don't you come to see your uncle?"

Xiaoxiao raised her head and whispered with red eyes: "Mom said that she owed you too much in this life and didn't want to cause you any more trouble! Besides, the aunties at the welfare home were all very nice to me!"

She lowered her head in a panic and twisted her fingers.

Song Wenlin took a deep breath.

"You were never a problem to your uncle, no!"

Zhao Huili also sighed when she heard this.

Walk quickly to the bed.

"Good boy, are you hungry? Eat something quickly. Although it's New Year's Day and you should have something good to eat, grandma is afraid that your stomach can't take it. Drink some millet porridge to nourish your stomach first! Ah~"

Xiaoxiao got up from the bed somewhat embarrassedly and bowed to Zhao Huili.

"Thank you, grandma!"

Seeing how sensible she is, Zhao Huili feels really distressed!

Song Wenlin took the bowl.

"Mom, let me feed her!"

Xiaoxiao was really hungry. Zhao Huili made this bowl of millet porridge thick and fragrant, and put a lot of brown sugar in it, so it tasted sweet.

Even though it wasn't any fancy food, Xiaoxiao ate it with great relish.

Mainly because she met Song Wenlin, she seemed to feel at ease.

When you are in a good mood, your appetite will also improve.

At night, she slept with Zhao Huili.

The next day was New Year's Day.

Many people came to pay New Year's greetings, and Song Wenlin also had to go to pay New Year's greetings.

But because Xiaoxiao was not in good health, Zhao Huili did not go out and focused on taking care of her at home.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, when Song Shiwei and Zhou Tingyue brought their eight children back to their mother's home, they were a little surprised to see Xiaoxiao.

"she is......"

Zhao Huili pulled her aside and quietly told Song Shiwei about Xiaoxiao's situation. Song Shiwei felt a little uncomfortable when she heard it.

She really didn't expect that the day she saw Zheng Xiaolian in the hospital would be the last time she saw him.

I never expected that she would die so miserably.

Xiaoxiao is such a pitiful child!

It just so happens that Xiaowu, Xiaoliu, Xiaoqi, and Xiaoba are all about the same size as her.

Xiaowu, Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi are all not shy about strangers.

Several children immediately started playing together.

It was a rare moment for the child Xiaoxiao to smile.

Now Zhou Wei has become the king of the children.

Took a few kids out to set off firecrackers.

Song Shiwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the way his brother looked at Xiaoxiao.

"Brother, what are your plans for Xiaoxiao?"

Song Wenlin glanced at his sister, pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"I will never let her go back to the orphanage again!"

Zhao Huili, who had been listening to their conversation, suddenly became anxious.

"Wenlin, I know you love this child, and so does mom, but mom also loves you! Look at you, you are so old, but you still don't have a marriage plan. Who would be willing to marry you if you have a child?"

Even Song Yingying looked embarrassed.

"Yes, Brother Wenlin, if not for yourself, you should at least think about your uncle and aunt. How upset they must be if you never get married!"

Although she knew that Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong were not the kind of parents who favored boys over girls, Song Wenlin was the only boy in their family.

Others who are as old as my second uncle and second aunt would have already responded to grandpa and grandma.

But Brother Wenlin has never married and now he has a child. How is he going to find a partner in the future?

How can my uncle and aunt feel good about this?

Song Wenlin was silent for a moment, then looked up at Xiaoxiao who was setting off firecrackers with Zhou Wei not far away.

Seeing her so happy, I couldn't help but curl the corners of my lips.

"Mom, sister, you don't have to persuade me. You all know the child's situation. If I send her back to the orphanage, what kind of person will I be? I don't want to live in guilt for the rest of my life!"