Having finally received the money, Hua Li expressed his deepest gratitude to Sun Bailing.
Sun Bailing held Luo Yan and played with her for a while before leaving with Chen Yuanshan.
Hua Li asked the doctor and found that Luo Yan's nose was not broken, she did not have a concussion, and her ribs were fine. She could go home to rest, so Hua Li completed the discharge procedures in the afternoon and took Luo Yan home.
When they got home, Hua Li put all the snacks she had brought back on the coffee table in the living room, told Luo Yan to eat them if she was hungry, and then locked the door and went to look for a place to live.
Luo Yan suddenly discovered that there was a TV in the house, so she plugged it in and turned it on.
During this time slot, the TV stations were replaying last night's programs, and Luo Yan was laughing heartily at the Beijing-style comedy "Big Li, Old Li, and Little Li".
Luo Yan had no idea about this film, let alone that such a funny comedy existed in this era. Before she knew it, she was completely engrossed in watching it.
Luo Yan was laughing so hard her stomach hurt when she suddenly heard a loud bang from the backyard, like something had hit the ground.
Could it be a thief? Luo Yan trembled with fear...
It's not that she's timid, but that a three-year-old toddler has absolutely no ability to protect herself. What if a thief sees her at home and decides to kill her without hesitation?
Luo Yan slipped under her bed in her room and didn't dare to move for a long time.
She listened carefully, but there was no sound from the backyard, and no one came in. Could it be that she had misunderstood?
Luo Yan crawled out from under the bed, moved a stool to the window, and quietly peeked out from under the windowsill to look at the backyard.
In the backyard, which was more than 20 square meters, Hua Li had created six small vegetable plots, and the vegetables planted there were growing well.
Between the vegetable garden and the courtyard wall was a cellar. At this moment, a dirty little boy was sitting at the entrance of the cellar. The boy had his hands raised and his legs stretched out, as if he was in a lot of pain, but he didn't cry.
The commotion just now must have been made by this little boy. As Luo Yan pondered this, she noticed that the entrance to the vegetable cellar was open.
Remembering the lunchbox Hua Li had put in the cellar yesterday, Luo Yan was certain that the boy had intended to steal the food but had accidentally fallen into the cellar.
It's a good thing that such a small child was able to climb out of the cellar by himself. If he had actually fallen and died or been injured, wouldn't that have caused trouble for Hua Li?
Luo Yan observed for a long time and found that the little boy had no accomplices or adult instructions, so he must have sneaked in on his own.
Seeing that the little boy's body began to sway as if he was about to faint, Luo Yan turned around and ran into the living room, picked up the malted milk powder that Hua Li had made for her before leaving, and headed straight to the backyard.
Hearing the noise, the little boy weakly lifted his eyelids and saw a little girl wearing a floral dress, with two pigtails and a bruised and swollen face. His wariness turned into pity.
"Shh..." Luo Yan whispered mysteriously, "Don't make a sound, don't let my mother hear."
The adults have already gone out, so why does the little girl say her mother is at home?
The little boy nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the little boy wasn't fierce at all, Luo Yan tentatively approached him, placed the water cup in her hand next to the little boy, and then stepped back to create distance.
"Hey bro, here, have some. It's really good."
The little boy spread his hands, looked at the half-full cup of malted milk powder, and swallowed.
Seeing that the little boy didn't move, Luo Yan thought that he would be too embarrassed to drink with her there, so she turned around and ran back into the house, standing on the stool again to peek.
The little boy reached out to pick up the cup, but his hand hurt so much that he pulled it back. He stared at the cup and swallowed hard.
Luo Yan slapped her forehead. Why was she so focused on being wary of the little boy that she didn't even ask him where he was hurt?
Luo Yan rummaged through Hua Li's medicine box in the master bedroom, took out iodine and sterile cotton, and ran back to the backyard with them.
When the little boy saw Luo Yan running back, he quickly raised his hand to wipe away his tears.
Luo Yan pretended not to see and said in a childish voice, "Big brother, wipe it off."
The little boy remained still, extending his palm upwards in front of Luo Yan.
Luo Yan noticed that the little boy had abrasions on both palms and was bleeding from his knees, so she guessed he had fallen quite hard.
However, since he was able to climb out of the cellar, he must not have been seriously injured.
Luo Yan knelt down in front of the little boy and carefully treated his wound with sterile cotton soaked in iodine.
Fortunately, the wounds weren't deep, and even the small pebbles embedded in the skin were scraped out.
The little boy was in pain and tears streamed down his face, but he didn't utter a sound; he was very strong.
After treating her wound, Luo Yan was about to go back when she heard her stomach rumbling.
Luo Yan knew that being hungry was unpleasant, and besides, the little boy wasn't aggressive at all, so she picked up the water cup and held it to the little boy's lips.
"Brother, drink."
The little boy looked at Luo Yan gratefully and drank the malted milk powder in the cup in a few gulps.
Seeing how hungry the little boy looked, Luo Yan couldn't bear it.
"Brother, wait a minute."
Luo Yan turned around and ran back, put the snacks Hua Li had left her into a net bag, and carried it to the backyard with a hunched back.
With a thud, Luo Yan threw the net bag in front of the little boy and fed him a piece of steamed rice cake.
"Brother, eat."
The little boy snapped out of his daze at Luo Yan's extravagant display and took a bite of the steamed rice cake.
After eating two pieces of steamed rice cake, the little boy's pale complexion improved somewhat.
Luo Yan carefully took out the roasted chicken leg wrapped in oil paper. Hua Li had specially bought it for her at the restaurant to celebrate getting her money back.
Luo Yan took a bite, the little boy took a bite, a chicken leg went down their throats, and then came the apple.
The little boy didn't really like eating fruit; he only ate a small part of the apple, and the rest went into Luo Yan's stomach.
Worried that Luo Yan would overeat, the little boy forbade her from taking out any more food, but Luo Yan refused.
Two lollipops were taken out, and Luo Yan, a little boy, ate one while sitting at the entrance of the covered vegetable cellar, enjoying the warm summer breeze, her little face flushed red from the sun.
When Hua Li returned at dusk, she couldn't find Luo Yan in the house and immediately burst into tears.
"Yan Yan! Yan Yan!"
Having checked all the rooms and not finding Luo Yan, Hua Li rushed out of the door and headed straight for the backyard, only to freeze at the entrance to the vegetable garden.
Her daughter, Yan Yan, was nestled in the arms of a little boy wearing overalls and a white shirt, drooling in her sleep.
The unfamiliar little boy silently wrapped his arms around Luo Yan, like a well-behaved older brother carefully protecting his younger sister, so sensible that it brought tears to one's eyes.
Seeing the snacks she had left for Luo Yan at the feet of the two little ones, and then looking at the little boy's scabbed knee, as well as the iodine and cotton balls that hadn't been cleaned up, Hua Li roughly guessed what had happened.
Hua Li walked over and squatted down under the wary gaze of the little boy, speaking softly.
"Little friend, where are your parents?"
The little boy's large, dark eyes reflected Hua Li's gentle face as he blankly shook his head.
Could it be that it got lost?
It's unbelievable that someone would get lost and end up in her house.
Hua Li was exasperated. "Do you remember your parents' names?"
The little boy shook his head again.
"Can't you speak?" Hua Li pointed to her mouth.
The little boy nodded.
Hua Li was troubled, pointing to Luo Yan in the little boy's arms.
"This is my daughter, can I have her?"
The little boy suddenly hugged Luo Yan tightly, staring nervously at Hua Li as if he were looking at a wicked human trafficker.
Hua Li, “…”
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