Chapter 2058.1

"Mom, I'm sorry to make you worry about me."

Cloud painting whispered, "I I just broke down for a while I didn't mean to scare you

"I'm sorry to say that." Ji Changqing's heart was aching to death, "when are you still blaming yourself? I blame myself for not doing my duty as a mother..."

"Don't blame yourself here." Talking about Shaoning, he said, "no one complains. It's an accident."

Yun Hua nodded and looked at Ji Changqing, "well."

Ji Changqing's heartache can't stop.

Yun Hua sighed, "Mom, I'm really OK. I didn't forget anything, and It won't be like that again. By the way, Dad, I named Dudu Tan Shao. I want to take him home

Talking about Zheng Yue, he nodded quickly and looked at the baby who was beside the cloud painting with a smile: "OK, Dudu sounds good, and talking about Shao is also pleasant. After that, he will be the grandson of our family

Cloud painting's eye light slightly coagulates, she gently shakes her head, looks down at the baby sleeping on her side, "no, this is pocket bag, Dudu is brother, the name of pocket You come to pick it up. I saw so many names before, so I gave Du Du a talk. I didn't plan to have more. "

When talking about Zheng Yue, we can understand the meaning of cloud painting.

Born and died, Yunhua and Bo Siqing's own son. He talked about Zheng Yue's grandson, Dudu. Yunhua named her Tanshao.

But now the father is a drug addict, and her mother is a 16-year-old girl. The baby who was almost eaten by a wild dog is a pocket bag, and his name has not been taken yet.

When talking about Zheng Yue, he didn't dare to think about his dying grandson. Of course, he didn't dare to mention it in front of cloud painting.

But at the moment, cloud painting actually mentioned it.

Talking about Zheng Yue's heart trembled fiercely, and said quickly, "toudou is called tantianye. This name is more open. I hope that Doudou can laugh at Tiangao and yunkuo in the future. Dudu Dudu, I'll arrange it. We must take him home. We can't stay away from home when we talk about the family's flesh and blood. "

"Well." Yunhua nods gently.

……

In the bathroom, Ji Changqing hugs to talk about Zheng Yue, covers the mouth to cry, cries extremely oppressively.

In front of the cloud painting, Ji Changqing tried her best to suppress her emotions. But now, when she left her daughter's eyes and only her husband was there, she could no longer control her broken mood.

"Draw her. When is it that she comforts me. I'd rather have her cry than watch her suppress her emotions like this. " Ji Changqing cried, "Dudu, little grandson She is suffering enough now. Seeing the little pocket, she will immediately think of Du Du. How sad she must be... "

Ji Changqing looked up at Zheng Yue and said, "I'm not sure whether it's a good idea to leave her pocket to her. In fact In fact, I think that when she wakes up, her pocket can be taken care of by others, so that she will not often think of her own children... "

Talking about Zheng Yue gently shaking his head, "she will not."

Ji Changqing did not understand.

Talking about Zheng Yue sighed, "there is no amnesia in painting. She has just said that she remembers everything, so she must remember how Zhou shengbeiqian forced her to wake up. "

Ji Changqing's face suddenly changed, and her eyes were even more frightened. "You mean, she completely remembers that she left her pocket beside her for three days in order to wake her up..."

"Well." Talking about Zheng Yue pressing Ji Changqing, who was shaking all over her body, in her arms, "don't be afraid, it's OK. Pocket saved painting's life. Painting will love him as his own son. We will have one more grandson The past is over. Isn't that great right now? It will be better in the future. "

Ji Changqing closed her eyes dejectedly. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "thank you, ah Yue. Painting has nothing to do with you, but you But you promised to let her change her surname and recognize her little grandson... "

Zheng Yue was stiff.

Up to now, Ji Changqing doesn't know that he is Yunhua's own father. The events of that year were too complicated. What they said hurt Ji Changqing twice. So what they discussed with Zheng Yue and Yun Hua was not to tell Ji Changqing that she had lost her memory, so there was no need to restore those memories.

After all, those memories are not only about Zheng Yue, but also Ji Changqing's miserable experience in Guaizi village after being abducted and sold.

Let's not forget these memories.

But without these memories, there is no way to explain to her that he is the real father of Yunhua.

Talking about Zheng Yue, he took a deep breath and gently patted Ji Changqing on the back, "painting is your daughter, it's also my daughter. She called me dad. I'm happy. I'm really happy

Ji Changqing is more and more grateful.

……

After crying enough outside, Ji Changqing cleaned up her mood and went to see her daughter again.

Dou Dou woke up, stretched his small arms and legs, and was sucking.

Yun Hua hugs him and sucks him carefully. His eyes are focused and gentle.Ji Changqing's heart trembled.

Sure enough, just as he said about Zheng Yue, his daughter was right about his pocket All my feelings. Whether it is to transfer the feelings of Dudu to the pocket, or because the pocket saved her, in short, the daughter is afraid that is really not going to let go of the pocket.

But the daughter is still so young, she has to raise a child

How could Ji Changqing feel? How could she not bear it.

My daughter is still young, but in her youth, she has to take on the responsibility of being a mother. If she is her own, I can't help it, but my pocket is not my own Even if her daughter wants to repay her kindness, she can give her pocket to them. If she has a pocket, how can she do with her feelings in the future!

Although she thinks so, Ji Changqing knows her daughter very well.

Knowing that she had suffered so much to save her, she would never have given up her pocket.

Ji Changqing gritted her teeth and thought about it carefully. It's also good to have a pocket to follow cloud painting. At least At least this responsibility will become the world's hindrance to her, so that she can face life a little more positively and start over again.

Otherwise, if you really want her to be alone, she will always think of Dudu, who died of premature death, and her mood will always sink into depression

Maybe sometime, she will be the same as before.

……

Pocket is very good, good enough to make people heartache.

Since he began to eat milk normally, he has never cried. Every time there is a movement, it is because his pants are uncomfortable or stinky. He will hum. As long as he is cleaned and wrapped, he will immediately laugh.

Yes, babies can laugh, too.

Their laughter is actually a natural reflection of the brain and does not represent any emotion.

But it is just like this, looking at their smile, will make people particularly satisfied.

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