At this time, the woman in the blue shirt had finished feeding and came out with the sleeping child in her arms.
Seeing her coming, Lin Ruxia whispered, "Why don't you put the child on the bed to sleep?"
The woman in the blue shirt shook her head: "He can't sleep well, he needs me to hold him to feel safe, and he will cry when he puts it down."
"Then you have worked too hard!"
Lin Ruxia couldn't help feeling distressed.
The woman in the blue shirt is thin and skinny, it seems that all the nutrition has flowed into the milk.
The child she held in her arms was rather chubby.
The voice of the woman in the blue shirt choked up: "The child is so young, there is a psychological shadow"
"What?"
Not only Lin Ruxia, everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard her words.
What psychological shadow?
The woman in the blue shirt lowered her head and quickly wiped away her tears before saying embarrassingly, "Sorry, I lost my composure."
"it does not matter."
Lin Ruxia handed her a piece of paper: "When you were breastfeeding inside, we all got to know each other. If you still trust us, you can tell all the things that are in your heart."
Seeing how old her child is, she must have been in Xin'an Village for at least two years.
In the past two years, she has had so much bitterness and suffering, and she has nowhere to confide in.
Like Lin Ruxia, she may not be able to help her, but she can listen to her inner feelings.
Hearing what Lin Ruxia said, the woman in the blue shirt looked at the two in surprise, Zhou Fang and Ma Jiaojiao both nodded to her.
Only then did the woman in the blue shirt let go of her defenses, and slowly confided in her child.
"I, my name is Su Lan, and I'm from Haishi."
Lin Ruxia's eyes widened: "Are you from Haishi?"
"That's right." Su Lan nodded without knowing it, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Are you also Haishi people?"
"Except for Jiaojiao." Lin Ruxia pointed to Ma Jiaojiao, feeling that the fate is really wonderful, "We are all Haishi people."
"Such a coincidence?"
Su Lan smiled unexpectedly, she took a careful look at Lin Ruxia, and suddenly froze.
Then, Su Lan rubbed her eyes again, as if she had a problem with her own eyes, and looked at Lin Ruxia again.
"What what's wrong?"
Lin Ruxia was a little confused by her actions.
Is there something wrong with me?
Su Lan hesitated and asked, "Do you know someone named Lin Bixia?"
Lin Ruxia:?
She nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"
Then Lin Ruxia began to wonder, how could she know her mother?
Su Lan hurriedly asked again: "Is your name Xia Xia?"
Lin Ruxia was even more surprised, this person still knows her?
She nodded again: "My nickname is indeed Xia Xia."
"My God, you are really Teacher Lin Bixia's daughter!"
Su Lan's voice became agitated, and the child in his arms was startled and groaned twice in dissatisfaction.
"Be good, be good, mother is wrong, mother should keep her voice down, baby is good"
Under Su Lan's gentle comfort, the child's mouth squirmed twice, and fell asleep again.
Seeing the child falling asleep, Su Lan breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her volume a little: "I am a student of Teacher Lin Bixia, and I learned to dance from Teacher Lin Bixia when I was young."
"Wow!" Lin Ruxia was really surprised at this moment, "Fate is too wonderful, isn't it? This world is really small!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com