Chapter 281 - "What are Aunty and Uncle supposed to do if you don’t hang in there,?” (3)
Edited by: Lulu
Tong Jiaming, on the other hand, looked at the little boy quietly, not saying anything.
Tong Mianmian looked at the boy long and hard before pitter-pattering over on her short little legs and asking in her milky voice, “Big Sister, does that mean you won’t dote on Mianmian anymore in the future?”
Oh mi, the little bun was jealous.
Tong Xuelu put the little boy down and pinched Mianmian on her bouncy little cheek. “Of course not. Mianmian is Big Sister’s favorite. Xiao Jiu was separated from his parents, and his head was cracked open by bad people. Xiao Jiu is very pitiful. Do you think you can be nice to him in the future?”
She asked the little boy on their way home. The little boy told Tong Xuelu that his name was Xiao Jiu (“Little Nine”).
That was obviously just a nickname.
When Tong Mianmian heard his pitiful situation, her large eyes filled with tears. She walked over to Xiao Jiu and picked up his hand before saying, “Don’t worry, Little Brother. Big Sister will take care of you from now on.”
“Puuuuuf….”
Tong Xuelu couldn't help but burst out laughing. “Mianmian, Xiao Jiu is taller than you. You should be calling him Big Brother.”
Tong Mianmian’s limpid eyes blinked. “But Mianmian doesn’t want to be the Little Sister anymore. Mianmian wants to be Big Sister.”
Having said that, she turned and looked at Xiao Jiu. “Would you be my Little Brother, Xiao Jiu?”
Xiao Jiu looked at Tong Mianmian. His little lips pushed out, and he said, “Yes, Big Sister.”
Tong Mianmian’s eyes lit up right away. She then threw her arms around Xiao Jiu. “Good Little Brother. Do you want some candies?”
Xiao Jiu gulped and nodded obediently. “Yes.”
Tong Mianmian picked up his little hand again and said, “Follow me. Big Sister will get you candies.”
Having said that, the two little buns pitter-pattered toward their room with their hands joined together.
The two chatted in a language that only the two of them could understand.
Woo, childhood friendship.
What a beautiful picture!
Tong Jiaxin quickly followed behind them when he heard that there were candies.
After playing around with each other, the Tong siblings quickly accepted Xiao Jiu as one of their own.
By evening, even the Wei’s next door had learned that Tong Xuelu had taken in a child.
Shen Wanrong was a soft-hearted one. Her eyes reddened immediately after she learned about Xiao Jiu’s incident. “You can drop him off with Mianmian in the future. Don’t worry about a thing when you have to go to work.”
Tong Xuelu said appreciatively, “Thank you, Grandma Shen. I should have thought it through. I shouldn’t have taken the child home and caused you trouble.”
Shen Wanrong waved her hand. “What are you talking about? You did the right thing. The kid had gone through enough. Nobody would have the heart to leave him behind.”
“Those darn kidnappers. Luckily you were cautious and caught them. Who knows where they would sell the boy to otherwise?”
Tong Xuelu said solemnly, “They had already caught the two kidnappers. The cops should be able to follow the leads. It will just be a matter of time before they locate the child’s family.”
Shen Wanrong nodded. “I wonder what the story behind his family is. Why would they not make a police report when they found their child missing?”
Tong Xuelu couldn’t figure that one out either.
Meanwhile, Wei Zhuzhu was very delighted when she saw the pretty little brother when she came over. She only wished to start staying over at the Tong’s from that point forward.
In her mind, she would be as pretty as the Tong’s family members if she was to move over.
Pretty people should always live together.
Of course, her wish never did come true.
Shen Wanrong carried her back quietly as soon as she had fallen asleep.
***
At the Gu’s.
Nobody spoke a word inside the living room. The air seemed to have frozen. It was so heavy that nobody could breathe.
Gu Yilan stared at the floor, dazed. Her face was pale, and her eyes red and swollen.
Lai Muqing walked over and sat down next to her. Holding her hand, she comforted her. “Yilan, hang in there. We have no idea where Xiao Jiu is right now or whether he is still alive. If you don’t hang in there, what are Aunty and Uncle supposed to do?”