Whose child is this?
Isn’t it a little too cute?!
This child was naturally Song Rushuang, who was sitting on the swing in a daze.
I couldn't recognize her.
This really can't be blamed on Lin Bing.
Just because Song Rushuang has grown up and matured.
In fact, it’s not just Song Rushuang.
Every child grows rapidly during these three years.
When I was with Song Rushuang, she was just a breastfeeding baby.
In her impression, the little glutinous rice dumpling in front of her had nothing to do with the goddaughter in her memory.
Admittedly, the goddaughter is naturally cute, but compared to the little glutinous rice dumpling in front of me.
All I can say is that she really couldn't say anything against her will.
At that time, Song Rushuang was in a trance.
She was thinking about her mother and her cheap father.
She had known for a long time that her cheap father had cheated on her.
He hasn't come back for so many years. Most likely he is with another woman and has a child.
Maybe he has even forgotten that he has a wife and children back home.
I didn't tell her mother before because I was worried that she would collapse.
But now she realized that if she didn't let her mother face reality, she would be the only one who would get hurt in the future.
As the saying goes, a short pain is worse than a long pain.
This pain has lasted for more than four years now, and it should be over.
Song Rushuang has a very clear understanding of this matter.
If she went to tell it herself, her mother probably wouldn't believe it.
Therefore, she had to let her mother see with her own eyes that her father was cheating on her.
Although it is cruel to do this, once the severe pain passes, no matter how sad you are, you can slowly heal the wound.
It's better than being kept in the dark and anxious like now.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from above my head.
"Little sister, are the people living here still from the Song family?"
One sentence brought Song Rushuang back to reality.
She looked up at the person asking the question, and then...
Frowned.
Lin Bing was wearing glasses, a mask on his mouth, and a hat on his head.
He almost covered his face completely.
No matter how powerful Song Rushuang is, she doesn't have the ability to see through things.
Naturally, I couldn't tell who she was.
"Pretty sister, who are you looking for?"
Lin Bing leaned over and looked at the small glutinous rice ball that was only slightly higher than her knees.
Despite his young age, he has a very sweet mouth.
"I'm a relative of the Song family, so I have to look for someone from the Song family."
Her voice was slightly hoarse.
Song Rushuang quickly brought out the plum smoothie that was chilled in a small water tank nearby.
"Pretty sister, you must be very thirsty. This is the plum smoothie I made myself. It's especially good for cooling off and relieving fatigue. Come and try it."
Somehow, when Lin Bing saw this little glutinous rice dumpling who was so sensible and obedient at such a young age, her heart suddenly softened.
She couldn't help but reach out and touch her little bun, and smiled softly:
"You're so amazing! You can make your own smoothie at such a young age?"
Song Rushuang nodded seriously.
She said sincerely:
"I'm pretty good, hahaha."
The little guy is very naughty.
Lin Bing couldn't help laughing because of her amusement.
"Beautiful sister, your voice sounds so familiar to me, as if I've heard it in a dream before."
Song Rushuang looked up at her with difficulty.
He looked confused.
Lin Bing's heart moved, and she couldn't help but squat down, smiling and picking her up.
Song Rushuang didn't struggle, but stayed obediently in her arms.
This made Lin Bing feel a little flattered.
"Who are you?! Give my child back to me!"
As soon as Duan Dinglan walked out of the room, she saw her daughter being held in the arms of a strange woman.
There are really a lot of human traffickers these days.
The scene before him really scared Duan Dinglan.
For Lin Bing, the appearance of Duan Dinglan seemed to reveal the truth of everything.
It turns out that the little glutinous rice dumpling she couldn't help but hold in her arms is her goddaughter whom she hasn't seen in many years?!
Lin Bing first carefully placed Song Rushuang on the ground.
Then he quickly took off his sunglasses and mask and looked at Duan Dinglan excitedly.
"Sister Duan, it's me. I'm back."
Duan Dinglan was stunned for just a second before she immediately smiled.
She came forward and was hugged by Lin Bing.
I haven't seen her for a few years, except for Song Rushuang, a child who is changing every day.
Everyone has changed a lot.
Lin Bing is twenty-six years old. She has shed her initial immaturity and has fully demonstrated the beauty of a mature woman.
As for Duan Dinglan.
She is essentially beautiful, but she has not been able to get a good rest in the past year, so it is inevitable that she is a little tired.
"Girl, you still remember to come back. I thought you had forgotten that you had a home here!"
As she spoke the last part, Duan Dinglan's tone was faintly tearful.
"It's my fault, don't be sad, Sister Duan, I'm back now."
Now that the person is back, there is no point in worrying about anything else.
Duan Dinglan gently wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes. "That's right, Xiaoqi, this is your godmother. Do you still remember her?"
Following Duan Dinglan's words, Lin Bing's gaze fell directly on Song Rushuang.
She was particularly surprised:
"Oh my god, this is Xiao Qi?!"
Duan Dinglan said angrily:
"Why, Sister Xiaolin has been gone for so many years that you've even forgotten what your goddaughter looks like?"
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