Then, he tried to wrap his small hand around hers but could not do it no matter what. He was worried. Mommy's hand was too big. When would his hand wrap around Mommy's hand?
"It's not a cold. Someone must have said bad things about me behind my back." After saying that, Ling Sheng sighed deeply and looked up at the setting sun. Perhaps it was her biological father.
"Mommy." Xiaoqi was relieved when he heard that it was not a cold. He looked up at her seriously. "Perhaps someone has missed you."
Ling Sheng thought for a while. Who would miss her?
Xiaoqi held her hand and followed her on his short legs, his face full of happiness.
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The next day, Ling Sheng took Xiaoqi to the Su Family with her grandparents. The previous night, she had told the group, so everyone who could make it to the old residence had gone over. It was a lively day.