Ever since they met at the beach, Chen Luolan didn't say a word, just helping Fu Yurou push the cart.
Possibly "Haiyang" felt the oppression of the atmosphere and began to cry softly.
"Mom, I'm coming."
Fu Yurou wanted to pick up "Haiyang", but was blocked by Chen Luolan's turning around, and she just dangled the child in her arms.
"Then I'll carry this."
They came up from the bottom of the two steps, but Chen Luolan didn't let Fu Yurou do anything, but silently helped her, holding the baby in one hand and pulling the baby carriage up with the other.
"Mom, don't you have anything to ask me? For example, who does this child belong to?"
Chen Luolan remained silent. From what she knew, the baby belonged to the man on the beach. In order to compensate Fu Yurou, he actually gave him 1,000 yuan. Chen Luolan didn't want to sell his daughter just like that. Even though it wasn't her own, it was also the heart and soul of her that she raised with shit and urine, how could she tolerate being humiliated by others.
Fu Yurou bit her lower lip, it turned out that being beside her mother Chen Luolan was such a happy thing. In the past, she was young and ignorant, didn't know how to cherish, and felt that her mother had slapped her a few times, so she wanted to leave home and come to the big city alone to work hard, and willfully prepared to make her mother miss her. But the moment she walked out of Changshi Town, she was already green with regret.
In fact, it has always been not that her mother could not leave her, but that she was reluctant to part with her mother's careful care. Although she grew up in the countryside, she is indeed a small flower in a greenhouse in the town, which cannot withstand wind and rain. Although he was lucky enough to catch the villain who killed Zhuo Yingling, if she was really killed, the most sorry thing would be the mother who had already grown strands of white hair in front of her eyes.
"Mom, I was wrong."
In front of Chen Luolan, Fu Yurou will always be a well-cared-for child. I don't know how she will feel when she sees the international news. She must think that Fu Yurou is very selfish. When others praise her as a "hero", mother only worries about her safety.
Fu Yurou couldn't control her emotions anymore, and burst into tears. She was not as strong as she imagined, but only Chen Luolan really knew that Fu Yurou was so timid that she didn't even dare to kill mosquitoes, and she put them under her own mosquito net There are fat pigs and old fat pigs raised here, let alone a pervert who fights wits. She is unarmed and unable to lift even slightly heavy objects.
"Mom, we're here."
Along the way, Fu Yurou unilaterally and devoutly prayed for her mother's forgiveness. In fact, Chen Luolan was not angry with her at all, and even if she was, it was just over in a flash. She was more worried about Fu Yurou's body.
Knowing in the report that "Haiyang" was covered in red and yellow, Chen Luolan guessed that it was a problem of mixing herbal medicines without permission, and she didn't cure the symptoms. The rented house was cleaned everywhere, like an iron man, who was able to coax "Haiyang" to sleep while cooking in the kitchen.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Chen Luolan slammed every plate on the table in front of Fu Yurou, even if he was wearing an apron, he did not forget to go into the room to feed "Haiyang".
"Mom, you can stay here for a long time, don't go back to be a nanny. I will report to the headquarters of SG Group, and I will support you."
Fu Yurou opened the door a little, looked at Chen Luolan who was shaking "Haiyang" in his arms with his head bowed, and wiped the sweat from his brow hard, but when he saw Fu Yurou, he turned his back to the past.
"By the way, Mom. The house of my male colleague from the clothing store was originally upstairs, but it was burned down. There is nowhere to go now. Can I give him another room? After all, he rented it" (Record Website website: www.hlnovel.com