"Don't cry, I'll give you
a cookie." Qingqing gave Anyuan the last cookie she had left.
"I told you I didn't cry."
Although her eyes were red, she still stubbornly retorted.
Anyuan clenched his palm and gathered the bear cookie in his fist, but carefully controlled the strength so as not to crush the small cookie.
Qingqing's well-behaved and sensible appearance made him dig out the few things about his sister from the depths of his memory.
At that time, Anran had not yet gone missing. He had a fight with someone outside and came home injured, which scared his younger sister.
He thought his sister would cry and stay away from him, but he didn't expect that she would cry and sob while giving him her favorite candy.
"Brother, don't cry. Here's some candy for you."
Even the words of comfort were almost the same as those said by the child in front of him.
So, you kids, when you comfort others, do you only give them snacks?
But think about it, for children: snacks are already one of their most precious things.
The fact that they are willing to give away their "treasures" shows how important the recipient is in their hearts.
So, is he also a very important person in the eyes of this child?
With a slight warmth in his heart, An Yuan softened his expression and said softly to Qingqing, "Thank you."
A small biscuit, like a heart-clearing pill, instantly washed away An Yuan's anxious heart and calmed down the burning anger.
Seeing An Yuan regain his composure, Fu Sijian walked over, patted his shoulder comfortingly, and promised: "I will help you find someone."
As brothers, An Yuan asked for help, so Fu Sijian would not sit idly by.
He really couldn't get any useful information out of his mother, after all, the current hardware facilities did not allow it.
But there were many other ways to find someone besides asking his mother.
It was also because most of the An family were a bunch of weirdos who were completely unreliable, and An Yuan, like him, had just started to stabilize his career, and his network of influence was far from enough to match the An family. Otherwise,
with the power of the An family, as long as he went to find someone at all costs, no matter how superb his mother's methods were, it would be absolutely impossible for her not to find any clues.
"Thank you. Also, I was impulsive today. I'm sorry."
Knowing how heavy Fu Sijian's promise was, An Yuan, who had been hearing bad news in recent days, finally received some good news.
"If you want to apologize, wait for your sister
to come back and treat me to a meal."
Fu Sijian punched An Yuan on the shoulder. An Yuan shook his body in cooperation, which caused Qingqing to mutter worriedly: "Ajin, you can't hit people!"
After smiling at each other, the two brothers reconciled.
Seeing that it was getting late, An Yuan stood up to say goodbye, and touched Qingqing's head: "Uncle is leaving, goodbye Qingqing."
Qingqing waved her little paw politely and said goodbye to An Yuan in a baby voice: "Bye, uncle."
He didn't notice that Fu Sijian's face twisted for a moment when he heard the word "uncle" from the two of them.
"This is my little cousin." He reminded in a deep voice.
"What does that have to do with me?" An Yuan shrugged, spread his hands, and said: "To me, Qingqing is just an ordinary three-year-old child."
"You can get out." Looking at the side. "
Tsk, a ruthless man." Shaking his head helplessly, An Yuan quickly slipped away before Fu Sijian could get up and hit him.
But just as he walked to the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said to Fu Sijin: "By the way, I don't know if you received the news, Bai Siya is back."
"Oh." Fu Sijin's expression did not change: "She is back, what does it have to do with me?"
"Who knows?" An Yuan smiled nonchalantly, and this time he really left.
"Why did he cry just now?"
Everyone left, but the little guy was still struggling with this problem.
With a sigh, even Fu Sijin couldn't help shaking his head for his friend's excellent family.
"His sister is missing, and he can't find her, so he can only cry sadly."
"The sister went to school." Qingqing murmured in a puzzled voice.
How could she not be found?
Unfortunately, her voice was too low and was not within Fu Sijin's reception range.
Lifting his watch to check the time, it was 3:30 in the afternoon. Fu Sijian reminded him, "Qingqing, it's time. You should get ready for a nap."
Qingqing was not very willing to do it: "I'm not sleepy. I don't want to sleep."
She hadn't even finished building the blocks yet, and she wanted to play for a while longer.
But how could Fu Sijian, who had already seen through her little thoughts, agree?
He got up directly to make milk for Qingqing.
First, pour hot water of appropriate temperature into the bottle, add two level spoons of milk powder when the required amount of water is reached, cover the lid tightly, pick up the bottle, clamp it in the palm of your hands and rub it left and right .
From the first time of being unfamiliar, making many mistakes, and even putting the milk powder and water in the wrong order, to now being as smooth as flowing water.
Fu Sijian himself didn't know how many times he had secretly practiced in private.
After making the milk, you have to test the temperature on your wrist. When it feels about right, you can give it to the child.
Let Qingqing drink the bottle by herself, and Fu Sijin carried her into the lounge next door.
As soon as Qingqing touched the soft big bed, she lay down automatically, completely different from the one who said she didn't want to sleep just now.
Fu Sijin ignored her and went out to wait for five minutes before coming back.
Sure enough, Qingqing had fallen asleep with the bottle in her mouth.
He carefully took the bottle out of her mouth, covered her with a quilt, turned up the air conditioner temperature, and after making sure that the child would not catch a cold, Fu Sijin tiptoed out.
Although Qingqing is only three years old, she has been well educated.
This is not only reflected in her personality and behavior habits, but also in her daily routine.
She has a very regular routine.
Go to bed before 9:30 pm, wake up at 6 am, take a nap between 3:30 and 4 pm in the afternoon, and sleep until around 5 or 6 pm to have dinner.
This ensures that young children get enough sleep for growth.
Unless something delays her, she will not change this schedule.
At about 5:30, Qingqing woke up by herself.
As soon as she woke up, she looked around for someone: "Ah Jin... A Jin..."
She already knew that Aunt Ding had returned home to retire, so she changed her words and called Fu Sijin, whom she was most familiar with.
No one responded, Qingqing called for a while, and seeing that no one paid attention to her, she simply climbed down from the bed humming and humming.
With the experience of the previous few times, Qingqing's movements are now much more proficient. She slid down the edge of the bed with a swish and was able to stand up by herself.
She rushed to the door with her short legs, trying to open it herself, but she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried. She
couldn't help but get a little anxious.
"Pa pa pa..."
Her little hands slapped on the door again and again, and Qingqing shouted at the top of her voice: "Amy, amy... the door is closed..."
Halfway through the slapping, the tightly closed door was suddenly opened from the outside.
A pair of white and slender calves came into view, and above was a fresh light blue skirt.
This was a strange woman that Qingqing had never seen before. She was not very beautiful, but she was also a rare beauty.
The most special thing was the feeling she gave people.
As gentle as the spring breeze, and as elegant as the clear moon, staying next to her would only make people feel extremely comfortable, as if all the troubles in the world had disappeared.
But now, the beauty's eyes and eyebrows were filled with sadness, and she looked a little depressed.
Especially when she saw Qingqing's little face, her face suddenly turned pale
. For a moment, she didn't know why.
"Pretty sister, who are you?"
Qingqing didn't understand the complex expression on the beauty's face. She was simply attracted by her appearance and had a good impression of her as soon as she met her.
Children instinctively like all good-looking people and things, and express it directly.
"My name is Yu Yu, and I am... your father's friend."
Even though she was depressed, Yu Yu was still very gentle when facing an innocent child.
"Dad's friend?"
Qingqing tilted her head, with a little confusion on her face.
When did Dad become friends with such a young and beautiful sister?
Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your mother?
Even though she didn't spend much time with her parents, Qingqing still remembered that they had a very good relationship.
Moreover, the two of them always warned each other not to get close to other men and women, otherwise something bad would happen.
After hearing it so many times, even little Qingqing remembered it all.
"Sister..." Worried that her pretty sister would be beaten by her mother, Qingqing frowned in embarrassment: "Mom doesn't allow Dad to make friends with girls, can you please not be Dad's friend?"
Children's unintentional words are sometimes the most hurtful.
Yu Yu's already pale face became more embarrassed. She seemed to have suffered a great blow. She staggered back a few steps, and then she couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to rush out.
Qingqing: "???"
Did she say something wrong?
At this moment, Fu Sijin came back from outside and bumped into Yu Yu head-on.
He subconsciously grabbed the other's slender wrist and asked curiously, "Yu Yu? Why are you here?"
"Let me go!" Yu Yu struggled to break free from Fu Sijian's grip, slapped him backhanded, and shed tears.
"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't know how badly you deceived me. Substitute? Child? Fu Sijian, you're great."
With every word, Yu Yu took a step back as if he couldn't bear the blow. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and simply turned around and walked away quickly.
Only a frail but stubborn back was left to Fu Sijian.
"Ah Jin, does it hurt?"
Qingqing hurried to Fu Sijian and tiptoed to check the injury on his face.
After seeing the bright red five-fingerprint on Jun's face, Qingqing's good impression of Yu Yu instantly turned sour: "How could that bad guy hit you? Qingqing doesn't like her anymore!"
She stamped her feet angrily, but didn't notice that Fu Sijin's silence was a little weird.
"Break up with that woman as soon as possible."
In the memory, the cold and arrogant woman sat elegantly on the luxurious and comfortable sofa, her delicate eyebrows frowned impatiently, and she gave orders to him as a matter of course.
It was as if he was not her son at all, but a subordinate who only needed to be numb and obedient.
No, he was a puppet held in her palm, never allowed to break free from the restraints on his body, and could only be completely controlled by her.
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