Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

The thing that Yao Mujin was worried about never happened. The two people in the house got along unexpectedly harmoniously, sleeping and painting together. Maybe it was because both of them were immersed in their own world, and subconsciously blocked the information that had nothing to do with them. The world steals half a day of comfort.

In the afternoon, An An came back to the store after school. In order not to disturb the two people in the room, Yao Mujin kept busy with An An in the lobby.

Since Mou Xiaobei returned to City H last time, he has never been to Dali. Maybe the matter there has not been resolved, or Lin Yunchuan sent other tasks to Mou Xiaobei. In short, this 30-year-old still looks like The man who was a college student never appeared in Yao Mujin's sight again.

"Auntie, why didn't Brother Xiaobei come to pick An An up!"

An An sat on a high stool with a glass of water, shook her feet, and her big, fluttering eyes looked crystal clear under the light, like bright black pearls, trying to shine their own brilliance, clean and clear, making people inexplicable move.

An An always called Mou Xiaobei "Brother Xiaobei" and called Wen Yichong uncle. Wen Yichong was very dissatisfied with this, because Wen Yichong was five years older than Mou Xiaobei.

"My brother went out to work, and he will come back after work."
She picked up the mouth cloth next to her and wiped the water on her hands, and said to An An with a smile.

"Did brother go to see uncle?"
The child's mind is pure and sensitive, Yao Mujin glanced in surprise at the innocent An An who tilted her head.

In An An's unguarded eyes, Yao Mujin nodded slightly hesitantly. She didn't know what more difficult questions awaited her after answering this question. Asked unanswerable questions, but Yao Muzhen still chose to tell the truth, "Yes."

Yao Mujin's wind chime is hung on the store door. Every time a customer pushes the door in, the wind chime will rang softly with the opening of the door, and the crisp sound wafts through the small shop.

someone came in
Yao Mujin didn't look back at the door, but quietly watched An An sitting on the chair. An An's hair was combed by Yao Mujin for her. The fluffy princess dress looks like a cute little princess.

When An An received Yao Mujin's affirmative answer, the expression on his face was a little lost, and his drooping eyebrows looked like an abandoned puppy. An An asked pitifully in a low voice: "Why didn't my brother take An An to find my uncle? Uncle also Didn't come to see An An, do they all want An An?"

An An's voice was not loud, her eyelids were lowered, she didn't know where to look, although the corners of her mouth tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't help but slumped, Yao Mujin's heart throbbed with the aggrieved look, she patted An An's head , held An An in her arms, and said: "An An is so cute, how could they not want An An, because my aunt wanted to be with An An so much, so they let An An live with her aunt, they have other things now I have to do it, and when their work is done, they will come back to pick up An'an."

"An'an is our little angel, how can they be willing to leave you?"

Yao Mujin, who was hugging An An and talking, didn't see the young woman who opened the store door behind her and came in, nor did she see Louis Bei who woke up at some time, he still looked tired.

The young woman did not go in after entering the house, but put her hands in her pockets, stood at the entrance, looked at Yao Mujin's back calmly, like a soft searchlight, trying to hide all the emotions hidden in the darkness Drag it aside.

Lu Yibei opened the door of the bedroom and walked out. At this time, he stopped in place. He was only one wall away from Yao Muzhen, and he heard all the conversations between Yao Muzhen and An An with a blank expression. There was an expression of indifference or numbness floating in Qie's eyes, and the hair that had not been carefully groomed was slightly raised, decadent and cold.

"When will uncle and brother finish those things?"
"It's been a long process, but they will definitely come to pick An An up."

At that time, Yao Mujin replied with firmness and confidence.

Sometimes Yao Mujin often thinks that the criminal is free and easy, but the victim suffers from fear.

Throughout the story, she and Lin Yunchuan are sinners, while An An and Xiao Xiao are the most innocent.

Obviously Xiaoxiao and An'an were able to grow up happily and carefree, but because of them, they lived a childhood that was different from ordinary people and experienced pain that ordinary people could not bear.

At the age of 6, it should be the age when you are nestled in the arms of your parents and willful and coquettish, instead of asking anxiously: "Where is my brother, when is my uncle coming to see me?"

Whenever she thinks of this, Yao Mujin wants to love these two angels whose wings were broken by the executioner even harder, because no matter how much love is given to them, they will never be satisfied.

"It's a long process, but they will definitely come to see An An."

When Yao Muzhen said this to An An, An An opened her eyes and looked at her undefended. There was a kind of unreserved trust in her black eyes. That kind of full trust made Yao Muzhen's heart go soft. ache.

She nodded half-understanding, with a firm light in her eyes, she said, "Then I'll wait here obediently for them to come and see An An, and An An will be obedient!"

"Good boy, so good."

In the eyes of countless adults, this sentence may be a comfort, but to Yao Mujin's ears, it is the cruelest and gentlest kidnapping in the world.

Which kind of child is considered obedient, listen to what you say, do what you say, as long as you are happy, so she is considered obedient.

At the heart of this statement is always you.

This kind of raised child always exists to please you, and is very valuable. This kind of An An is like a puppet, completely losing her wish, which Yao Mujin doesn't want to see.

An An should be a person who can express his thoughts very well, and he can express his preferences without any worries, just like an elf who shuttles through the jungle carefree, without restraint.

Now An'an seems to be controlled by countless hands, as if her feet are wrapped around her feet by countless hidden vines, she can't make a sound, run, let alone fly.

What's even more sad is that An An willingly faces such a child who has lost his soul, because you will be very happy.

Yao Mujin couldn't tell all the thoughts in her heart to a child who was only six years old, so she could only close her eyes that had been silent for a long time, hugged An An vigorously, and said: "If you are not happy, you can Tell your aunt."