"Forget it. He's still so young. It's not good for him to go downstairs and be exposed to the wind."
When she thought about how much Song Anshan and Song Zhi cherished the wild child, Lin Wanru didn't dare to let Lin Ping take the child around. If something happened, she couldn't take responsibility.
"What's wrong with that, sister? I like this child very much. Just let me play with him for a while. I promise to return him to you safely later."
When Lin Ping heard Lin Wanru's cautious tone, he felt extremely dissatisfied, but thinking of his own important matter, he still patiently said all the nice things to her.
Lin Wanru has always been dominated by Lin Ping, so when she heard her brother say this, how could she refuse him?
"Okay, then be careful when you hold him. The Song family really treasures this kid. Don't let him bump into anything."
When he heard her agree, Lin Ping no longer had the heart to listen to her nagging. He immediately took the child out of the cradle and walked towards the door.
"Don't worry, I won't bump into him even if I bump into myself."
Hearing this, Lin Wanru frowned and said, "Don't hit yourself."
"I know, I know."
Lin Ping replied impatiently, then quickly left with the child in his arms.
Song Zhi followed Tang Junhe slowly.
Along the way, Tang Junhe tried to find topics to chat, but Song Zhi hardly responded.
When he reached the gate of the compound, a small stall selling hot milk caught Song Zhi's attention.
She went over and asked, only to find out that the man was from a ranch on the outskirts of the city. He raised a few dairy cows at home, and every now and then he would drive a tricycle over with milk to sell.
A group of people gathered around, all of them were aunts and grandmas from the compound, all scrambling to buy milk.
"Their milk is good. My son likes it very much. He has been drinking it for almost a month and he has grown a little taller."
As soon as Song Zhi squeezed in, he heard an aunt who had bought two large bottles say happily.
Song Zhi glanced at the boss, who looked honest and sincere, and since the people around him were exaggerating, she took a bottle.
The benefits of pure milk are self-evident.
This natural milk has higher nutritional value than milk powder, and she plans to take it back for Xiao Qingbai to try.
When Song Zhi touched the warm glass bottle, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes. She didn't expect that the milk was still hot.
"We boiled it at home, so it was all hot milk."
As soon as the boss saw that she was a stranger, he immediately explained.
"But nothing was added, it was just boiled. Raw milk is not drinkable."
"How much?" Song Zhi asked.
"One dollar a bottle."
Song Zhi nodded. Although it was a bit expensive, the pure milk was indeed worth the price. She was about to pay when a big hand reached out from the side.
"I'll pay."
Tang Junhe took out his wallet, took out a dollar and handed it over.
The boss glanced at the two of them and took the money with a smile.
"If it tastes good, I'll buy it again next time."
Tang Junhe protected Song Zhi and squeezed out of the crowd.
Song Zhi carefully protected the milk in the glass bottle, fearing that it would be knocked over by others.
"No more shopping, let's go home."
She held the glass bottle in her arms, thinking about taking it home to Xiao Qingbai as soon as possible, and she no longer had the desire to continue shopping.
Tang Junhe sent Song Zhi downstairs.
"You go back, I'll go up first."
Song Zhi immediately said to him.
Hearing this, Tang Junhe was stunned for a moment.
Song Zhi's attitude towards him was very cold today, and he could naturally notice it.
He pursed his lips, looked at her appearance, and unconsciously clenched his hands hanging by his side, but in the end he did not force it and nodded silently.
After watching her figure disappear in the corridor, Tang Junhe slowly left.
Song Zhi returned home with the milk and went straight to Xiao Qingbai's cradle.
But the cradle was empty, with no trace of little Qingbai at all.
Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in her heart. She turned and walked towards Song Anshan's study. She walked straight in without even knocking on the door.
"Dad, where's Xiao Qingbai?"
Song Anshan was wearing glasses and handling official business at the desk at the moment. When he heard Song Zhi's words, he replied, "Your aunt has them with her."
After hearing this, Song Zhi went out to find Lin Wanru again.
After seeing Lin Wanru in the kitchen, Song Zhi's face suddenly turned cold.
Lin Wanru was wearing an apron and fiddling with something in front of the stove.
Xiao Qingbai is not with her.
"Where's my son?"
"Xiaoping took us downstairs to play."
Lin Wanru was glared at by her cold gaze, and felt inexplicably guilty, so she quickly answered.
Seeing that Song Zhi looked unhappy, she quickly explained.
"Don't worry, they will be back soon."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's face suddenly turned dark.
There was fire in her eyes.
How dare Lin Wanru let Lin Ping take care of her son?
But now is not the time to lose your temper.
She forced herself to calm down for a moment and questioned Lin Wanru.
"Where did he take my son?"
When Song Anshan heard the noise in the study, he hurried out. When he learned that Xiao Qingbai had been taken away by Lin Ping, his face suddenly darkened.
Facing the reproachful gazes of the father and daughter, Lin Wanru immediately became a little nervous.
She didn't dare to hide it and quickly said, "Xiaoping took him to play downstairs. I guess he's in the compound. He definitely won't go too far."
Hearing this, Song Zhi's face darkened and he quickly walked downstairs.
She had just come back from downstairs and didn't see Lin Ping at all.
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