Chapter 465: Can Uncle and Aunt feel good about it?
The little face was red with fever and the whole person was confused.
Without saying a word, Song Wenlin took his people directly to the best children's hospital in Beijing.
After injections and medicine, the fever gradually subsided.
Maybe the body can’t bear this disease.
She has been sleeping.
Because it was the Chinese New Year, the doctors in the hospital were also taking turns to have a day off.
Song Wenlin had no choice but to take her home, as he was afraid that as a grown man, he wouldn’t be able to take good care of her!
He picked up the child horizontally.
Zhao Huili quickly lifted the door curtain.
"Quick, come into the house!"
After listening to him tell the whole story, Zhao Huili and Song Yingying felt heartbroken.
Not to mention her mother, just looking at this child is enough to make people feel distressed!
Zhao Huili wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"This child is such a poor thing!"
Song Yingying also nodded with red eyes: "Yes, it's so heartbreaking!"
Song Zhiyong rarely said a word.
"Let her stay here first! It's New Year's Day, let this child have a good time!"
Zhao Huili looked at her son. Although she was a little conflicted, who could bear to say no to this child?
Besides, 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 abandoned her son in order to stay in the city, she felt resentful and hateful when she saw her son so heartbroken and locked in the house because of this.
But now, all people have returned to dust and ashes.
How could Zhao Huili still feel resentful?
Besides, the child is the child and her mother is her mother.
You can't vent your resentment 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, with very little 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 will hurt his stomach.
Drinking some millet porridge can nourish your body, and brown sugar has a warming effect.
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 too little strength due to the fever, so his crying sounded like a newborn kitten.
No wonder she didn’t hear it in the kitchen just now.
Xiaoxiao was sick before, and she felt as if she saw Song Wenlin in a daze in the hospital, but she thought she was dreaming.
Just now Song Wenlin woke her up. She opened her eyes and saw that it was really him. The emotions that had been accumulated 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 mom, my mom, she, is dead... wuwuwu..."
"Uncle Song, I don't have a mother anymore!"
The little girl was only five years old, and Zhao Huili's heart ached when she cried.
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 owes you too much in this life and doesn't want to cause you any more trouble! Besides, besides, the aunties at the welfare home are all very nice to me!"
She looked a little flustered, lowering her head and twisting her fingers.
Song Wenlin took a deep breath.
"You have never been a problem for your uncle, no!"
Zhao Huili also sighed after hearing this.
Walk quickly to the bed.
"Good boy, are you hungry? Eat something quickly. Although it's New Year's Day and you should eat something good, 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 some fancy food, Xiaoxiao ate it with great relish.
Mainly because she saw Song Wenlin, she seemed to feel at peace all of a sudden.
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 returned to her parents' home with their eight children, they were a little surprised to see Xiaoxiao.
"she is......"
Zhao Huili pulled her aside and quietly told Song Shiwei about Xiaoxiao's situation, which made Song Shiwei feel a little uncomfortable.
She really didn't expect that the day she saw Zheng Xiaolian in the hospital would be the last time she saw her.
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 sight for Xiaoxiao to smile.
Now Zhou Wei has become the leader of the children.
Took a few little guys 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 won't 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 I, but I love you even more! Look at you, you're so old, and you still haven't found a marriage. 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 don't 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 as old as my second uncle and second aunt would have already been adopted by my grandparents.
But Brother Wenlin has never married and now has a child. How is he going to find a partner in the future?
How can my second uncle and second aunt feel good about it?
Song Wenlin was silent for a moment, then looked up at Xiaoxiao who was setting off firecrackers with Zhou Wei not far away.
Seeing that she was so happy, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his 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 all my life!"
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