Qian Yikun hadn't answered yet, so he added another sentence: "That's what this afternoon is about?"
Qian Yikun hummed, and then said: "Don't be stupid, Mrs. Ding's daughter was lost two days ago, right after she was born."
Qian Yikun stopped the car at the red light and looked at Mo Fei, "Mrs. Ding's daughter?"
"Yes, Mrs. Ding went to pray for her daughter. The day Ye Cong found me was the day Mrs. Ding's daughter was born and disappeared." Mo Fei looked at Qian Yikun with a bit of disgust, "So don't worry about other people's wounds." Sprinkle salt on top.”
Qian Yikun stopped talking because he didn't know what else he could say now.
When the car arrived at Qian's house, Qian's mother scolded Qian Yikun for taking Mo Fei out so late and then pulled Mo Fei into the hall. "Are you feeling unwell? I'll have someone make black chicken soup for you. Don't follow this fool all the time." The kid is running around."
Mo Fei paused and looked back at Qian Yikun, who had already turned around and went upstairs.
Qian's mother asked the servant to bring chicken soup to the restaurant, and then took Mo Fei there, "It's too thin. Girls can't be so thin. Look at these small arms, they will be blown away by a gust of wind."
"Auntie, I-" Mo Fei said, and was already pressed on the stool by Qian's mother.
"You've been up all afternoon, drink it quickly. Yikun told me about your situation. From now on, this is your home, and his parents will be your parents." Qian's mother said, and persuaded her to drink chicken soup.
The bowl of chicken soup was just right in temperature and felt comfortable in the palm of my hand, but it was a bit burning at the moment.
The aroma of chicken soup filled the tip of his nose. He held back the tears that were not his own and looked up at Qian's mother opposite him.
"Auntie, I have really eaten." Mo Fei said hurriedly, putting down the soup bowl in his hand the next second. She couldn't bear such good things, and just like Qian Yikun said, she didn't deserve it either .
"How can you eat well when Yikun takes you out to eat with so many people? Be good, Auntie can rest assured after drinking." The more Qian's mother saw that she was right, the more she felt distressed, especially with such a small body, she was so thin that she felt distressed just looking at it .
Mo Fei took a deep breath and finally drank all the fragrant and delicious chicken soup.
The chicken soup she drank warmed not only her stomach, but also her body.
Qian's mother watched Mo Fei drink it and took her hand with satisfaction. However, she exclaimed in surprise in the next second, "Hey, why is this hand so cold? Aunt Chen, bring a hot water cup over here. I know you If you follow Yikun out, he will definitely not take care of you, look at his cold hands."
Could it be that she wanted to take her hand back, but Mother Qian wouldn't let go at all, and she couldn't use all her strength at the moment.
The servant brought the hot water cup, and Qian's mother hurriedly put it in Mo Fei's hand, "This woman can't be cold, otherwise she will suffer when she reaches my age. Men are careless, so you must know how to take care of yourself." do you know?"
Qian's mother talked to Mo Fei nonchalantly as a mother. Her wrinkled hands were not as smooth as Mo Fei's, but it made people feel at ease.
Probably seeing that Mo Fei was not feeling right, Mother Qian did not continue, but asked Mo Fei to go upstairs and rest quickly.
Mo Fei returned to the door of Qian Yikun's room with some confusion. She stood there without going in immediately, but turned around and leaned against the wall.