met free Chapter 479 I Won't Cry As Long as Mom Is Well
Chapter 479 I Won't Cry As Long as Mom Is Well
Lu Mingyuan spoke quickly and anxiously, almost crying. Her cell phone was still calling her daughter, but she didn't answer.
"I deliberately hid the truth from Xinxin. Xinxin must be angry with me, so she didn't answer my call, wuwu..." Lu Mingyuan sobbed and took the blame on herself.
Bai Xuan's sense of responsibility as a man, husband, and father made him rational and calm. He looked at his wife with tenderness and comforted her softly:
"It's not your fault alone. This is a decision made by our family. Don't worry. Xin'er may not have recovered her memory. The most important thing now is to find Xin'er. Let's go find her together. Nothing will happen!"
"Well, quick!"
Her husband's words gave Lu Mingyuan a sense of peace of mind. She calmed herself down and hurried to look for him with her husband.
The two of them quickly got in the car, and Bai Xuan started the car, "Let's go to the Leng family first."
"Ah."
The car drove quickly towards Leng's house, and Lu Mingyuan called Lu Mingzhe and Mu Shiguang to look for him together.
I prayed in my heart, hoping that my daughter would go to the Leng family to at least look for her child, instead of thinking about the past and doing something stupid.
Qingcheng was shrouded in dark clouds. It was already night and it was very dark with only a few street lights shining in the surroundings.
Little Pudding walked alone. He didn't know how long he had been walking. After a few days of gloomy weather, it finally started to rain.
Two or three people in the distance held up umbrellas and ran away in a hurry. Because they were far away and the visibility was dark, no one noticed the poor little child, Little Pudding.
It seemed as if no one paid attention to him, as if he couldn't get love, no matter how hard he tried.
Although the rain was not heavy, it hit little pudding's head, face, and clothes, gradually making them wet.
He still walked on the road, without finding a place to shelter from the rain. He walked in the rain without any shelter, letting the rain wash over him.
He was not blind, but was thinking whether he should go back to his previous days in the countryside. Even though he was looked down upon all the time, his living conditions were difficult, and he had not found his parents, at least he would not be disappointed.
This disappointment is disappointment towards his biological parents. There will be no disappointment if he can't find them. He will live in hope and live strong.
After all, was it because he was too greedy? Maybe God didn't like him and couldn't bear to see him do well. Whether he found his parents or not, he had a hard life.
Life was hard before, and now my heart is suffering, but I will not become numb. The pain keeps going on and I can’t bear it anymore.
As they walked, the rain got heavier and heavier, and Little Pudding had to find a place to hide from the rain. This was the case in the countryside before, where people would only hide from the rain when it got heavy.
This was a roadside park with some children's amusement facilities. Little Pudding ran over and climbed into the cylinder of the amusement facility to shelter from the rain.
The cylinder is about the height of an adult from the ground, and there is a slide connecting to the ground at the exit. Although it blocks the rain from above, the rain is too heavy and the wind is blowing strongly, so a lot of raindrops blow in.
There were lightning in the sky. It was a stormy night. Little Pudding was hiding in the amusement facility alone. His body was already wet. With the wind blowing into the cylinder, the coldness spread all over his body.
Because it was cold, the little one huddled up and squatted with his head buried in his knees. He was shivering and was hungry, suffering from cold and hunger.
But he didn't care. Wasn't it like this in the countryside? He often suffered from cold and hunger in the wild, and was a child who was not loved by anyone.
As for getting used to it, he had long been accustomed to this kind of life of cold and hunger, so he never thought of going back to the cold home without a mother or a father.
He felt like he had been abandoned from the beginning. He didn't know if it was because he was sad, disappointed or angry that he ran away from home, and now he wanted to be alone and quiet.
It was also raining heavily in the prison.
Leng Qianhan was in the cell and already knew that his son was missing, but he could only wait anxiously and worriedly, unable to do anything.
I cursed myself in my heart, thinking that I was not a good father and was not worthy of being a father!
I didn’t know I had a son before, so I let him wander around. After I recognized my son, I didn’t know how to care for him, which only made him sad.
Feeling so sorry for his son, he slapped himself hard in remorse. Trapped in prison with nothing to do, he slapped himself hard again, and the right side of his face was visibly red and swollen.
As the night deepened, the rain continued to fall for a while, then it became lighter, but the sound of rain could still be heard.
Little Pudding was just burying his head in sadness. Perhaps it had been a long time since anyone came to visit him or cared about him, or maybe it was because he was too cold and hungry, so he began to sob.
“Woo…woo, woo, woo…”
At first she just sobbed, and then she kept crying, unable to control herself. Tears squeezed out of her eyes and melted into her half-wet sleeves.
A man ran by quickly holding an umbrella. He seemed to hear a child crying mixed with the sound of rain. He thought he had misheard.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Little Pudding started crying loudly. The man heard it, stopped, turned around, and looked towards the amusement facility with an umbrella in his hand. It was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but the crying sound was definitely coming from there.
The crying mixed with the sound of rain continued. He walked over and the crying became more obvious. He also saw the child in the cylinder of the amusement facility, the small figure curled up.
He walked quickly closer and stopped in front of the cylinder. The rain continued to hit his umbrella and then fell to the ground from the umbrella.
The man raised his voice and asked, "Little boy, why are you here alone? Did you lose your parents?"
When little pudding heard his parents, he cried even harder, "Wow! Woo, wow, wow, wow, wow..."
He kept crying and crying so sadly that the men felt sad when they heard him.
It thundered again, with several flashes of lightning and rumbling sounds in succession. It was scary to hear.
The man was worried about the child, so he coaxed her, saying, "Little boy, don't cry. Tell me if you have anything to say. Or you can leave here with me first. I live nearby. Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person."
“Wuwu, wuwuwu…” Little Pudding just kept crying without looking up. He ignored his uncle who found him and didn’t care whether he was a bad person or not.
"Little boy, can you tell me your name? My name is Fang Di, and you can call me Uncle Di."
The man used a psychological strategy and tried to calm the child's emotions and get his attention through normal conversation.
He is a psychologist, and things often happen to be so coincidental. He was the one who treated the mental illness of Leng Qianhan, Xiaobuding's father.
“Wow,” Little Pudding cried twice more and began to speak: “Obviously I won’t cry as long as mommy is fine, woooo, mommy is fine now, I shouldn’t cry, woooo…”
Being sensible and rational, the little pudding needs to be strong. If he is not strong enough, he will blame himself. He has complex psychological conflicts and feels very uncomfortable. He feels so uncomfortable that he can't breathe, so he continues to cry.
"Well, as long as mom is well, it's good. Children all hope that mom is well." Fang Di agreed with him and wanted him to say more.
"I shouldn't have gone to look for Mom and disturbed her, but I miss her very much, and I also miss Dad. Dad is in jail, woo woo..."