Chapter 13 Henry
The next thing she had to think about was how to make money, but her small body limited the growth of her brain.
In the evening, the old lady made fried pancakes and millet porridge.
The fried pancakes are golden brown and the millet porridge is thick.
Tsk, this is still my favorite at comic convention.
Once when I was on a business trip, I was trapped in the countryside. I ate a fried pancake once and I will never forget it!
Later, the boy secretly made these things in the kitchen, and she became the guinea pig. She was asked to eat all the mushy ones, and she righteously said that it was shameful to waste. Did she want to be a shameful person?
Now, hmm~ the pancakes her grandma baked are so delicious!
Zhao Xiaoyue was enjoying the love from her grandma, but Zhao Guozhong's eyes widened with excitement. Li Guilan's illness was almost healed!
Zhao Guozhong pointed at the mixed-race child who was staring at them, and turned to ask Li Guilan, "Who is this child?"
Li Guilan didn't know what to say and her face was full of complexity.
Let’s go back a few days.
One day after the treatment, she felt bored so she asked Zhao Guozhong to take her out for a walk. When she saw someone selling ramen noodles, she wanted to eat a bowl of it and skipped dinner.
Halfway through the meal, a child looked at them pitifully and kept swallowing.
The boss came over and was about to kick the child out. He told me that the child was abandoned when he was three years old, and he didn't know what his parents were thinking.
Three years old!
The child is a standard mixed-race, but I don’t know how it’s mixed.
Someone even found a note from the hospital in the child's pocket, saying that the child had leukemia, so no one adopted him and he had been wandering around like this.
He never spoke, so the adults called him a little mute.
A bowl of rice from this family, a piece of clothing from that family, and sleeping under the rocks on the street at night.
The whole doll is dirty and its face is so black that it is unbearable to look at.
Li Guilan didn't think much about it at the time and ordered one for her child.
Watching the child wolfing down his meal, Zhao Guozhong and his wife were overwhelmed by their overflowing sympathy.
After finishing his meal, the child would run away when the time came, and people on the street were used to it.
Zhao Guozhong didn't care about it. After asking around, he found out that the child was quite pitiful.
I didn't expect to come to the hospital myself.
Now it’s not a question of not being able to raise a child; this is a problem that simply cannot be gotten rid of.
When Zhao Guozhong rubbed his face and was about to tell the child that we can't support you, tears as big as beans rolled down the child's dirty face and he sobbed.
Li Guilan panicked and quickly got out of bed to wipe the child's tears. "Don't cry, don't cry. Uncle and aunt have some candy for you."
Oh, poor thing!
No matter how you ask the child, he just cries and doesn't speak. He is very well behaved.
And so the child stayed.
Li Guilan received treatment on and off for a long time.
When Zhao Xiaoyue's eighth birthday was approaching, Li Guilan was discharged from the hospital and returned home.
The old lady and Zhao Xiaoyue were waiting at the station to pick someone up early in the morning.
The green train whirred into the station. Zhao Xiaoyue stretched her neck several degrees and finally saw Zhao Guozhong in the bustling crowd.
"Dad, over here! Dad, over here!"
Zhao Guozhong also saw the grandparents and grandchildren waving!
When the two groups came together, Zhao Xiaoyue discovered that her mother was holding the hand of a little boy, with blue eyes looking at her cutely. Is he a foreigner? Or is he from our country?
The old lady was also confused. If she didn't know that the two had gone out to see a doctor, she would have thought they were going to make a baby. How could they make such a big baby?
Si~
The old lady narrowed her eyes instantly, and her eyes shot at Zhao Guozhong like a knife. If it was an illegitimate child...
Zhao Guozhong felt the old lady's bones creaking, and quickly explained what happened.
Zhao Xiaoyue was unbelievable. He was a mixed-race little boy. He was good-looking, but his heart was like a sieve!
After all, Zhao Xiaoyue has lived an extra life. What hasn't she experienced at comic conventions? Sometimes you should never underestimate children.
Abandoned at the age of three, how come he wasn't kidnapped by human traffickers? This is not scientific at all!
Zhao Guozhong was still explaining to the old lady, and the child faced Zhao Xiaoyue's scrutinizing gaze without dodging or avoiding.
Zhao Xiaoyue touched her chin, there was something!
Zhao Xiaoyue raised her head and said to Li Guilan, "Mom, will this little brother live in our house from now on?"
The old lady was also very sad at this time. The child was so young. What a sin.
Zhao Guozhong looked at Li Guilan. Li Guilan hesitated for a moment but nodded and said, "Yes."
Zhao Xiaoyue was very happy, "That's great, I have a younger brother!"
Li Guilan was still worried that Zhao Xiaoyue would not be able to accept it, so she asked her to abandon the child again. She really couldn't do that, so she decided to adopt the child!
Zhao Xiaoyue pulled the child's hand, and it could be seen that the little boy was still very nervous!
Wow, that’s not easy!
Zhao Xiaoyue said excitedly: "You will be my brother from now on, call me sister and let me hear it."
The little boy's eyes are deep and complex. Is it right to do this?
For a moment the child lowered his head and felt very sad.
Oh, Zhao Xiaoyue is interested. Is this the unpredictable situation in Bermuda or the Mariana Trench? It's interesting!
Zhao Xiaoyue's expression changed in an instant, "You don't want to?"
Dad Zhao said helplessly: "He doesn't seem to be able to speak!"
The old lady said quickly, "Go home, let's talk about it when we get home. We are still on the main road."
The family sat in the front of the bus, and Zhao Xiaoyue sat at the back with the child. Zhao Xiaoyue sat with her arms folded like a big sister, with a leisurely look in her eyes and a smile on her face.
The children no longer have their innocence and cuteness, and are left with only indifference.
The back door of the car opened and a few more people got in, blocking the people in front.
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced ahead and said, "Why don't you pretend anymore? Tell me, stop trying to be so gimmicky and stop being so clever. The way you treat others won't work on me, your sister!"
The child had a look of surprise on his face, his hands tightly grasped his pants, his hair was messy, and he still refused to speak.
Zhao Xiaoyue said, "Don't tell me you can't speak. You are not dumb. I want to hear the truth. Otherwise, I will ask my parents to send you to an orphanage. I think they will agree!"
As he spoke, he brushed off the dust on his trousers, but there was a dried spot of mud that couldn't be brushed off.
The child panicked visibly when he heard about the orphanage, but he still didn't say anything.
Zhao Xiaoyue: "..."
Okay, it’s not that we can’t have children, but we can’t have children with unknown origins, so let’s send them to an orphanage!
When the child saw Zhao Xiaoyue stand up and walk forward, he grabbed Zhao Xiaoyue's sleeve and looked at her pleadingly!
The bus was a little bumpy, and the child's voice was a little hoarse, "My name is Henry," he said, and took out two pieces of paper from the lining of his clothes, a birth certificate from the hospital, and an unsigned handwritten test report.
The little boy's name was Henry, a typical combination of Chinese and Western styles. He was indeed five years old. His parents' names were not written, the paper was blank, and the rest was useless information.
Henry was indeed targeted by human traffickers at first, but he happened to be rescued by someone, and the person who rescued him was also killed by the human traffickers.
He has a long scar on his back, which was left when he escaped, and the leukemia test report on his body also came from the person who saved him.
He never trusted anyone again, and when someone wanted to adopt him, he took out his medical records.
In this way, everyone who has seen him will know that this child has incurable leukemia, and over time no one will want him.
Then he became a little beggar!