Shu Xin took in the child's expression and looked up at Mu Ning Ning, "Ning Ning pour him a bowl of chicken soup."
Mu Jingran didn't know who this little boy was, but she could feel the loneliness from the little boy, just like when she was a child, she had no friends and the feeling of being ostracized. Even though the little boy didn't say anything, Mu Jingran had an inexplicable feeling. Feeling like this, she hurriedly poured a bowl of chicken soup for the little boy.
Haohao avoided the little body and refused to answer, his little head kept shaking.
"Auntie can't finish the drink. If you throw it away, it's a waste of food. Can you help Auntie drink some?" Shu Xin tilted her head and looked at Haohao with a pleading look on her face.
Haohao pursed his lips and looked at the chicken soup in Mu Jingping's hand, and then at Shu Xin. His two little eyebrows knitted together, as if he was making a very difficult decision. After a moment, he nodded, "Then I will help Auntie." Have a drink.”
"Okay." A smile appeared on Shu Xin's face, "You're so good, thank you, aunt."
Mu Ningran was afraid of scalding him, so she fed him drink after drink. After drinking, she didn't know whether it was because of the hot chicken soup or because the little boy was shy. His little face was bright red and his face looked much better than before.
Seeing that the little boy was a little embarrassed, Shu Xin took the initiative to find a topic to chat with him, "Haohao, how old are you?"
The little boy answered obediently: "Seven years old."
A flash of surprise flashed through Shu Xin's eyes. She thought Haohao was only four or five years old. He looked thin and short, and she couldn't tell that he was a seven-year-old child. "Is he in the first grade?"
"No."
Shu Xin blinked, "Are you already in the second grade?"
Haohao glanced at Shu Xin timidly, as if hesitating whether to tell the truth.
Shu Xin touched his head and said, "You don't have to say it if you don't want to."
Haohao's little face was full of loneliness. He was silent for a few seconds and said, "I haven't read a book. I have never read a book."
Shu Xin was even more surprised and blurted out, "Why?"
Haohao's small hands turned white in front of him. He lowered his head and was silent for a moment. When he raised his head to look at Shu Xin, his eyes were red and his eyes were full of mist, "Auntie, I'm sorry."
Shu Xin was a little confused, "How can I say sorry properly?"
"Haohao fainted at the water park because of himself..."
"Haohao..." The door of the ward suddenly opened from the outside, and Haohao's mother appeared at the door. She glanced at the pale Shu Xin, her eyes were a little guilty, and she dodged a little. She hurriedly moved away and walked quickly to Haohao's side. , took his hand, "Let's go back with mom."
Haohao stood there without moving, raised his little head and looked at the woman, "Mom, can we stop lying?"
The woman glanced at Shu Xin quickly, with a guilty look in her eyes. When she looked at Xiang Haohao again, she said with a straight face: "Let's go back."
"Mom..." Haohao called out in a protracted voice like a coquettish person.
The woman's eyes were a little red, "You don't listen to what mom says, do you?"
Haohao knew that his mother would definitely cry if he continued talking, and the last thing he wanted to see was her cry, so he said obediently: "Haohao, be obedient."
The woman led Haohao toward the door of the ward. Haohao kept looking back at Shu Xin, with apologetic eyes.
The woman stopped when she reached the door, but did not turn around. "Thank you, Mrs. Huo, for saving my son regardless of safety. In the next life, I will be a cow and a horse for you to repay your kindness."
Shu Xin watched the thin figures of the mother and son disappear at the door, thinking that Haohao said that the fainting was due to him. This was obviously a frame-up, and she couldn't explain how she felt in her heart.