"Santa Claus?"
Su Qing's eyebrows paused, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
Santa Claus... Where does Santa Claus come from in this world
"He's just a very good... um, uncle..." Little Qiao Muer remembered the agreement with his father very well. He didn't dare to reveal his identity and remembered to change his words at the critical moment.
"That uncle is Santa Claus. He gave Mu'er delicious cakes and biscuits..."
But ever since Alan was discharged from the hospital due to illness, 'Santa Claus' has not appeared again.
Just like he said, he was protecting them secretly, really secretly, and never showed up again.
When Su Qing heard Mu'er say this, she reflexively thought that Mu'er must be talking about a white-bearded grandfather neighbor who lived nearby.
The people in the small town are very friendly, and there are often enthusiastic neighbors who bake cookies and cakes and send them to them.
The foreigner had a big beard and looked a lot like Santa Claus, no wonder Xiao Muer misunderstood.
"Okay, Muer can of course go say hello to Santa Claus..." It's a good thing for children to be polite and grateful. No one's gift should be taken for granted.
"Wait a minute, wait for mommy..."
Su Qing turned around and went to the kitchen, and soon came out with a beautifully packaged small paper box for Xiao Muer.
It's a small paper box specially used for cakes.
Because she was about to leave, Su Qing specially baked several cakes and bought this kind of small paper box to pack them in, which was beautiful. She was preparing to send them to other neighbors to thank them for their long-term care.
"Take this to your Santa Claus and say thank you. Be polite."
Su Qing packed the strawberry mousse cake in her hand neatly and handed it to Mu'er.
Qiao Muer's dark almond-shaped eyes lit up for a moment.
Daddy loves Mommy so much, he will definitely be very happy to receive the cake made by Mommy!
"Okay, Mommy." Mu'er nodded vigorously, "Mu'er will go right away."
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However, two hours passed and Qiao Muer had not returned yet.
At first, Su Qing thought that Qiao Muer had kept the room for the hospitable neighbors.
The people in this small town are honest and kind, and there is almost no criminal violence, so Su Qing was not worried at first.
But after another three hours, there was still no sign of Mu'er, and Su Qing finally couldn't sit still anymore.
She asked the old nanny to look after little Allen for a while. Su Qing went out and walked along the mountain road towards the villa on the hillside not far away.
That was the place Xiao Muer pointed out to her today.
Along the way, Su Qing always felt her eyelids twitching very fast and she felt uneasy.
Since she is a director herself, she has naturally seen many foreign suspense and thriller films.
Su Qing, who originally thought that the people in the small town were simple and honest and very safe, suddenly had many scenes similar to "Saw" and "Hannibal series" flashing through her mind.
Su Qing couldn't help but quicken her pace. At this point she was extremely annoyed.
No matter how good the security in the town was and how simple the people were, she shouldn't have been so careless as to let a child who was only a few years old go to the villa in the mountains.
Even if she was busy packing, she should go with Mu'er.
The more Su Qing blamed herself, the faster she went up the mountain.
Until she came to the outside of the low wall of the villa on the hillside and heard the sobbing sound of her own daughter.
"Mu'er..." Su Qing's heart tightened, fearing that something might have happened to Mu'er, and she quickly ran towards the source of the sound.
But when she walked around the low wall and came to the iron gate of the villa, what she saw was - (To be continued)