If you don't get slapped in the face, you will be "slapped"

Director Zeng handed over the small bag belonging to Lingling to Yang Qiurong, which contained some clothes he often wore and some small toys he liked.

"I'll leave Lingling to you." She said with some reluctance, "Treat him well."

"I will, Director, don't worry!" Yang Qiurong still can't believe it. Today, he just brought his son here to see Lingling. He never thought that he could really bring Lingling home.

"And Wang Gang..." The director looked at him, "Your actions today are too impulsive, the child can't make him obey by calling."

"If you don't hit that bastard, you'll have to go to the room...uh..." Before Wang Gang finished speaking, his wife elbowed him back.

"Director, I will definitely give him a hard lesson when I turn around. Xiao Kai has to change his personality according to his personality!"

"Ha, haha, yes, I have to change my temper, change it!" Wang Gang laughed dryly and finally came to his senses, "Director, don't worry, I will control my emotions and reason with the child, and I will never do anything."

"Well...if...Xiao Kai..." She looked hesitantly at the two children who were standing a few steps away in stalemate and silently, paused and said worriedly, "I really don't like Lingling..."

"No, no, director." Wang Gang, who was afraid of her repentance, hurriedly said, "That kid was clamoring for a younger brother to play with him before, but he lost his temper because Lingling ignored him during this period of time. Wait for him If he spends more time with Lingling, he will definitely like it before it's too late." It doesn't matter if he doesn't like it now, he has plenty of time to train that brat into a 24-filial good brother (cough)!

"...That's it, I'll see you off." Director Zeng knew that she had nothing to say.

"Don't bother the director, we just go out by ourselves."

"I watched Lingling grow up, let's go." She went to hold Lingling's hand.

Feeling the director's reluctance, Wang Gang and his wife pulled their son to follow her without saying any more polite words.

main entrance.

"Lingling, will you live with Mama Yang and Papa Wang in the future? Listen to them and be a good boy." Director Zeng knelt down and patted his head, "Grandma knows you are a smart child, but you are just locked up in your own prison." It's been too long in the world. Now is the time to see your mother, father and brother, and many other beautiful and interesting things. Lingling will definitely like them. Promise grandma, don't close yourself alone in the future Get up and play with mom, dad, brother Kai and other kids, okay?"

Lingling nodded slowly.

"Good boy, good boy, he is really a good and sensible boy." Director Zeng couldn't help but comforted him.

"Director, we will often take Lingling back to the orphanage to see you in the future." Yang Qiurong walked over.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should..." She was about to get up when Ling Ling hugged her neck, her eyes turned red, and she patted him on the back, "Good boy, grandma will miss you. Goodbye, Lingling."

Lingling let her go and waved her little hand.

"Let's go, director." Yang Qiurong nodded to her, and led Lingling towards her husband and child.

The director silently watched the figures of the family of four go farther and farther until they disappeared from sight. A smile of relief and blessing appeared on her face when she turned back to the hospital.

Leaving here is just the beginning of the sailing ship of life, and there may be many ups and downs in the days to come, but she believes that she will definitely get happiness in the end.

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In a cute and playful room, Wang Ziling sat on the bed staring at his little hands and feet, and sighed helplessly for a long time.

From the very beginning when he was conceived in his womb, he had a vague consciousness, but soon fell into an irresistible sleep as if being submerged by the vast and boundless sea.In the past few years after his birth, his consciousness has been in a state of chaos and slack, and he can only rely on instinct to maintain the connection between his body and the outside world.

It was not until a few days ago that Wang Ziling woke up completely, as if he had broken some barrier or barrier, he seemed to be finally accepted by the world.

Now that he has turned into a child who is only over five years old again, how can he find Lin Yan who is probably also a child in the vast world?There is also the name, appearance and family. I don’t know everything. Finding Lin Yan is really more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of Wang Ziling here, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Dong dong" knocked on the door, Yang Qiurong turned the door open and said with a smile, "Lingling, did mom bake a little cake for you to try?" Lingling stayed in the room alone for so long and she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Wang Ziling got out of bed silently and walked towards Yang Qiurong.

Fortunately, his current identity is an autistic child, otherwise he really doesn't know how to play a child with a mental age in his 30s.

Moreover, it was Yi Yi's grandparents who adopted him in this life.He put his little hand in the palm of Yang's mother, and the corners of his lips curled up in a subtle arc.

It's a good start anyway, isn't it?

In the spacious living room, Wang Kai was tinkering with his aircraft parts on the carpet beside him, while Wang Ziling was slowly eating a small cake.

"Lingling, we want to take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a household registration on Monday." Yang Qiurong sat across from him and took out a notebook, "So, we gave Lingling a few names. Let me read it to Lingling, if If Lingling likes it, she nods, and if she doesn't like it, then mom will think of some nice ones."

"..." Wang Ziling took a bite of the cake in his mouth and stood there in a daze.Is this going to be renamed?

"Oh my god~" Yang's mother was almost overwhelmed by the expression of the little Zhengtai in front of her. Without a word, she took out her mobile phone and snapped wildly.

The sound of taking pictures drew Wang Ziling's attention back, and he looked at her puzzled.

"Cough," Yang Qiurong cleared her throat embarrassingly, "Lingling, the first name is 'Wang Ziling'. As for Lingling, your nickname is put at the last word, but it's too common to be called Wangling , so the word '子' was added in the middle of the mother to make it sound better. What do you think of Lingling?"

Wang Ziling nodded quickly.

"Uh...Then shall I read the remaining few to Lingling?"

Shake your head quickly.

"Okay, that's the decision." Yang Qiurong clapped her hands, "Actually, Mom also thinks the first name sounds the best."

Wang Kai, who was playing alone in the corner, saw how happy they were, unhappily disassembled all the model airplanes that could not be installed properly, threw the parts everywhere, and then ran upstairs angrily.

"Boom!" There was a loud slam of the door upstairs.

Only then did Yang's mother notice her son. She got up and saw the mess he had made on the ground, so she went upstairs and knocked on the door: "Xiao Kai, tidy up your toys."

"I do not want!"

"..." Mother Yang knew that her son was still a little unhappy because of Lingling, but accepting Lingling would take a process, so she didn't say anything else and planned to go down and clean it up by herself.

When she returned to the living room, she saw that Wang Ziling was picking up the model parts from the carpet and putting them into boxes.

"Ah~ Lingling is awesome~" Yang Qiurong stroked his fluffy head in surprise, and praised, "Mama and Lingling clean up together?"

Wang Ziling nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, how to win the favor of children?He looked at the box of model airplanes again, and an idea slowly emerged in his mind.

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Wang Gang took Wang Ziling home from the rehabilitation center that day, and Wang Kai hadn't finished school yet.

He took out his box of model airplanes from the room.

"Lingling wants to play this?" Father Wang squatted beside him and asked curiously.

"Hmm." Under the 'training' of the rehabilitation institution, Wang Ziling was able to say a few simple words.

"Then dad, come and help." He was about to roll up his sleeves and join in, but was stopped by Wang Ziling.He pointed to the TV and the sofa to indicate to Wang Gang to sit and rest, and he would be fine by himself.

"Okay..." Wang Gang's father could only watch helplessly.

The model model is an amphibious bomber with a finished product length of about 50 cm, made of solid wood planks.Wang Ziling opened the packing box and took out 8 cardboards for aircraft parts, and then carefully removed the parts from the cardboards one by one. Since the cardboards were relatively hard, this process was difficult for Lingling, who was not strong enough.

So, Wang Gang's father couldn't help but volunteered: "How about I help Lingling get the parts?"

Wang Ziling knew that Papa Wang just wanted to help him with something, so he didn't refuse him this time.

When Wang Kai came home from school with his schoolbag on his back, he immediately saw Ling Ling fiddling with parts alone on the carpet in the corner of the living room.

He snorted unhappily, thinking that I don't believe you can play this, he flicked his head and went upstairs to do his homework.

When Mama Yang came back from get off work, Ling Ling was still "working hard" alone, as if she would not give up until the assembly was completed.

"Lingling can play that?" Yang Qiurong walked up to her husband who was cooking in an apron and asked.

"I just can't. It's been more than an hour and I haven't even put the fuselage together. I haven't gotten up after sitting there." Wang Gang sighed.

"Then why don't you help Lingling?" She stared.

"You can go and try it." He pouted.

Yang Qiurong put down her bag and walked over, bent over and said, "Is the Lingling plane fun? Mommy will play with you, okay?"

Lingling kept shaking his head.

"..."

"Look," Wang Gang shrugged his shoulders at his wife who had returned home with feathers, "You can't do anything about the child's stubborn temper."

After half an hour, dinner was ready.

After eating half a bowl of rice in two or three bites, Wang Ziling was obsessed with the construction machinery industry.

"Xiao Kai~" At the dinner table, Yang's mother took a large piece of meat and put it in Wang Kai's bowl.

"What are you doing?" He replied angrily, since his mother called him in such a drawn-out tone, there must be no good.

She smiled: "How about going to help my brother fight the plane after dinner?"

"Don't go!"

Smiling: "Oh~ Mom remembers that there is still more than a month before the summer vacation, right?"

"I'm going (┯_┯), can't I go?"

Wang Gang, who was silently picking up the bowl, sneered and praised Yang Qiurong in his heart: "As expected, my wife is the best."