Thinking of this, Mo Xiaodie suddenly pushed Lu Chenxu away, opened the door and rushed out.
"Mummy, where are you going?" Mo Zizhong was startled, and shouted behind Mo Xiaodie.
Mo Xiaodie didn't speak, and ran directly to the stairs after opening the door.
There is only one thought in her mind now, she wants to see Sibao, hold him tightly in her arms, kiss his little face, tell him the truth, and give him the best living conditions and love.
"Too bad, Dad, Mommy is going up to the top floor to find Brother Muta, but he just had a heart operation, will he be frightened?" Mo Zizhong anxiously reminded Lu Chenxu.
Lu Chenxu's bottomless eyes suddenly shrank, and he ran out with his son quickly. On the last step from the top floor, he hugged Mo Xiaodie from behind.
"Honey, don't get excited!"
Mo Xiaodie struggled vigorously, she was now full of Muta's dark and thin face: "Lu Chenxu, let me go, I'm going to see Muta, I'm going to see Sibao."
She began to cry anxiously, but Lu Chenxu refused to let go, and hugged her tightly: "Honey, listen to me."
Before he could explain, Mo Xiaodie shouted loudly upstairs: "Wooden tower, wooden tower."
Mo Zizhong stepped forward to cover her mouth in fright: "Mommy, brother just had heart surgery, what should you do if you frighten him like this?"
After saying a word, Mo Xiaodie immediately shut up. That's right, Zhao Fen's family treated Sibao as their own and took good care of him. Sibao always thought that he was their own.
If the truth is told now, Sibao may not be able to bear it due to his young age, mental and physical conditions.
However, she really couldn't do it if she wanted her to see her son in front of her, but couldn't recognize him.
Conflicted in her heart, the painful Mo Xiaodie nestled in Lu Chenxu's arms and cried bitterly.
Li Muta was reading a book in his room and writing unknown characters on the notebook.
These days, with the help of Mo Zizhong, he has learned many characters, learned Chinese pinyin and looked up the dictionary, and now he can read a whole picture book by himself.
He has been fond of traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, so after looking up the dictionary, he begged Li Jiangang to buy him a simple version of "Compendium of Materia Medica". Now he is looking up the dictionary while reading the book!
Zhao Fen and Li Jiangang sat on the bed behind him, looked at their son with relief, and discussed when to send him to school!
Mo Xiaodie's voice came from the stairs.
Zhao Fen frowned: "Why did I hear Young Madam calling Muta's name?"
Li Muta had already stood up from the stool: "I heard that too, Mom, I'll go and have a look."
From the first time he met Mo Xiaodie, he liked this beautiful and kind aunt from the bottom of his heart, and he really liked talking to this aunt!
Zhao Fen hesitated for a moment, and before he could stop Li Muta, he opened the door and ran out.
"You child, slow down." She followed out worried.
On the stairs near the top floor on the third floor, Lu Chenxu hugged Mo Xiaodie who was crying and comforted softly: "Honey, don't worry, Sibao is at our house now, it doesn't matter if we meet later."
"But I can't help it. Do you know how I've lived for nearly seven years? I blame myself almost every day, and I dream about how they were when they were born when they were young." Mo Xiaodie's emotions almost collapsed.
Mo Zizhong stretched out his small arms and hugged her distressedly: "Mommy, my brother just had an operation, please bear with me!"
Lu Chenxu went on to say: "Honey, did you forget Cuiye? It was because we were in a hurry to find a child and didn't care about her feelings that she was accidentally killed by Fan Laosan."
"You have also seen that Zhao Fen and his wife regard the Four Treasures as their own. If we impulsively tell the truth, what if they lose their minds and secretly take the Four Treasures away, or do something radical?"
Mo Xiaodie stopped crying and raised her head with tears in her eyes. Thinking of Cuiye's tragic death, her emotions gradually calmed down.
Yes, if they hadn't been anxious and determined to take Dasheng away, Cuiye wouldn't have quarreled with Fan Laosan, and wouldn't have¡ª.
Although Cuiye's death was an accident, no one would want to see it, but it was a living life after all, "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me", Cuiye's death they somewhat responsibility.
Now, Sibao has just undergone a major operation and still needs to be recuperated. Zhao Fen and his wife will definitely not let go easily, and everything needs to be considered in the long term.
Thinking of this, she broke free from Lu Chenxu's arms and wiped away her tears: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
When the three turned around and were about to go downstairs, Li Muta's voice came from behind: "Auntie, Zizhong."
The figures of the three were stunned at the same time, Mo Xiaodie turned her head slowly, tears flowed out again when she saw Li Muta.
"Muta" she walked over quickly and hugged Li Muta directly in her arms.
Mo Zizhong grabbed Lu Chenxu's hand nervously, and both father and son stared closely at Mo Xiaodie and Li Muta on the stairs. Fearing that Mo Xiaodie would be impulsive, he told the truth and frightened Li Muta.
Mo Xiaodie's abnormal behavior surprised Li Muta: "Auntie, why are you crying?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand and wiped away Mo Xiaodie's tears.
Zhao Fen appeared behind Li Muta at this time. Seeing this situation, she was taken aback for a moment, and quickly stretched out her hand to pull Li Muta back to her side.
"Muta, did you make the young lady cry?" Zhao Fen asked in a low voice.
Mo Xiaodie felt a little lost when his son was suddenly taken away, so he quickly wiped away his tears and explained: "No, no, Muta is very good."
"It's fine if you don't have one. What is this, Young Madam?" Zhao Fen was a little embarrassed and puzzled.
Today, she always felt that Lu's mother was weird, and she kept asking about her sister, especially about which hospital her sister was working as a cleaner. She was very curious.
This made her very uneasy, and she remembered things that she had gradually forgotten a long time ago.
Seven years ago, just after the first month of the lunar year, she spent all her savings to conceive a child with great difficulty through a test-tube operation. Just three months later, she suddenly had a miscarriage.
At night, she and her husband cried bitterly while watching the piece of flesh and blood in the toilet. Her sister suddenly appeared at their home, holding a thin and small baby in her arms, saying she had picked it up at Huaze County Hospital.
The little baby didn't cry or fuss, looked at her with small black bean-like eyes, and suddenly grinned.
The heart of her just lost child was instantly warmed by this innocent and cute smile.
So, the couple immediately made a decision to take the child to other places.
Early the next morning, Li Jiangang took her and the child to the county seat in a tricycle at dawn. Everyone in the village thought she had a tire gas and went to the city to raise her baby.
They went out for two years, and it was not until two years later that they returned to Shitang Village with their children. Because Muta was weak and thin, the villagers did not suspect anything.
Although she and her husband have suffered a lot for treating the child over the years, they have no complaints or regrets, because they have long forgotten that the wooden tower is not their own.
It's just that today Lu's mother repeatedly asked her sister about cleaning in the hospital, and also asked about Muta's birthmark, which made her feel very uneasy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com