Rong Leng hugged Xiao Li, patted Xiao Li's back, opened the curtain of the car, and saw Liu Wei sitting there in a daze, with a dazed expression. (饭)$(cun)$(小)$(说)$(网).
Rong Leng carried Xiao Li into the carriage and ordered to move on.
The carriage continued to walk, Liu Xiaoli huddled in Rong Leng's arms, unwilling to go out, and pointed his butt at his mother, still refusing to turn his head away.
After being stunned for a while, Liu Wei returned to that lazy look, leaning against the wall of the car, without saying a word.
"Did you scold him?" Rong Leng asked.
Liu Wei didn't speak.
Rong Leng asked Liu Xiaoli again: "What's wrong?"
Liu Xiaoli still said the same thing: "I don't like Dad"
Liu Wei's face was serious: "You are not very old, and you have learned to use your temper? Can't Dad say a few words about you? If you give our things to others casually, I can't even ask, right? Are you my son or me? Is it your son?"
This is too much, Rong Leng pressed her hand: "Calm down."
Liu Wei felt the big warm palm on the back of her hand.
Rong Leng patted her comfortingly, and she calmed down a bit, and said, "I didn't say I couldn't give it, but you don't even know who the other party is or what his name is, and you're not afraid that others will give it to you." You sold it?"
"Healing the wounded and saving the dying is the way of healing!" The little guy turned his head and said something harshly, then turned his head back again.
Liu Wei choked.
The child is still young, and what she can teach Xiao Li are some purely positive ways of being a human being, but she can't teach Xiao Li to recognize people, especially strangers.
A few pills are nothing, the important thing is, if this kid gives it to a stranger so vaguely, he won't be afraid of the other party's intentions
Liu Wei didn't argue anymore, she lifted the curtain and said to the coachman, "Stop."
The driver stopped the car, and Rong Ling grabbed her wrist: "Where are you going?"
"Walk around casually, you take him back first, and he won't cry if you give him some food." After saying that, she had already jumped out of the car.
Rong Ling waved his hand in the air, and the hidden guards hiding around immediately followed Liu Wei quietly.
In the carriage, seeing her mother leaving, Liu Xiaoli panicked again: "Uncle Rong, does my father not want me anymore?"
"Why do you think so?" Rong Leng wiped away Xiao Li's tears and told Xiao Li to sit better.
The little guy's eyes were red, and he twitched: "My father always said that he would not want me, and that I was picked up by the toilet. Did she abandon me?"
"How could it be?" Rong Leng patted Xiao Li's back, and said for Xiao Li: "Your father is just a father for the first time, and he doesn't know how to teach children. Her personality is too free and easy, heartless, you Be considerate of her."
Liu Xiaoli fell silent, and after a while, he said: "I lied to him when I said I didn't like my father. I like my father very much."
"she knows."
"What if she doesn't know?" Xiao Li was very anxious: "What if she really thinks that I don't like her?"
"No." Rong Leng patted Xiao Li on the head, afraid that he would think too much, and changed the subject: "Do you like your father and me too?"
The little guy thought for a while, then nodded: "I like you."
A smile appeared in Rong Leng's eyes: "Do you like to be with me all the time?"
"En." The little guy nodded again.
Rong Leng was suddenly a little selfish, and deliberately asked: "But if you are with me, you can't be with your mother, are you willing?"
"My mother?" Liu Xiaoli blinked Misty's eyes, and blurted out: "My father is me."
Halfway through speaking, Xiao Li hurriedly stopped and covered his mouth.
Rong Ling pulled Xiao Li's hand down, afraid that he would choke himself to death: "Your father is your mother, right?"
"No, no, my father is a boy. I am five years old. I was born in the 28th year of Qianling. My father is not my mother."
Xiao Li memorized a bunch of things in a mess, but the more he talked, the more he talked, and finally he could only hug his head and bury himself.
Rong Leng picked him up and looked into his eyes: "Hey, your father is your mother. This matter is our secret. We won't tell her, so don't be afraid."
Liu Xiaoli was in a daze, then ouched again, and knocked on his head, probably thinking that he was too stupid.
Rong Leng laughed.
Liu Xiaoli stopped talking, and moved a little to the side.
Rong Leng said again: "Actually, your father's disguise is not very similar, and I don't know how she has been pretending for so many years."
Liu Xiaoli still didn't speak, but his head was even lower.
"Xiao Li, do you want to call her mother?"
Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then raised his head quietly, but did not express his opinion.
"There will be a chance in the future."
"after?"
Rong Leng rubbed Xiao Li's head, his palms were warm and pampering: "Okay, now tell me, what did you give away from your father?"
Liu Wei got out of the carriage and didn't go back to the Three Princes' Mansion, nor did she go to the yamen. She wandered around the street twice, but felt someone following behind her. She closed her eyes, walked into an alley, and hid aside.
Sure enough, the next second, a burst of hurried footsteps followed.
Liu Wei walked out slowly, and in the alley leading directly to it, a little maid with flower bud hair was shocked when she saw her suddenly appear, and then quickly stabilized her mind.
"Who are you?" Liu Wei walked towards her slowly.
The little maid stood there nervously, her expression was very stiff: "I am"
"who is it?"
"I am the servant girl of Xiangfu, I, my name is Yue'er"
The name Yue'er sounds familiar.
Liu Wei recalled, and then realized that this was one of the servant girls in the mansion who was arrested as the murderer's accomplice on the night Liu Feng disappeared.
She didn't see clearly that night, but she remembered that a maid named Yue'er had a fever that night, and she even gave that maid a fever-reducing pill.
Looking at this person now, he looks radiant and looks good, he should be cured of his illness.
"Why are you following me?"
"No, no." Yue'er hurriedly said: "How dare I follow the young master, I just met you on the street just now, and I want to ask the young master about something, just, just..."
"Ask me?" Liu Wei raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to ask me?"
"Yes." Yue'er mustered up her courage, closed her eyes, and blurted out: "It's about the Miss Xiangfu! Young Master, Young Master, you look really similar to our eldest lady! Slave, I want to ask you, is your surname Ji's?"
When Liu Wei heard the first half of her sentence, her expression changed immediately, but when she heard the second half of her sentence, she became dazed.
"Surname Ji?"
Yue'er buried her head very low: "My lord, forgive me. In fact, I met you half a month ago in Yipin Building. At that time, I was surprised that Mr. and my lady were so similar, and I had some uncomfortable speculations, but It was too shocking, and I didn't dare to think about it. The servant girl kept thinking about this matter, so she secretly asked the old mother in the mansion. When she found out that the eldest lady's biological mother was named Ji, she wondered, is the young master a young master of the Ji family? If so, the servant girl I have to say, if it is not, I will disturb you."
Liu Wei frowned slightly, she was silent for a while, and said: "If I say yes, what do you want to tell me?"