The little guy buried his head in Zhang Ting’s neck, and soon Zhang Ting felt his neck as if something warm had slipped.
Zhang Ting in the mind a tight hands clasped his arms Xiao Bao gently patting his little trembling body "Who said that our Xiao Bao has no father and no mother? Isn’t Ren Dad Xiao Bao? Isn’t Niang Xiao Bao Niang? They are jealous of Xiao Bao’s benevolent father and mother. If they say this again, Xiao Bao won’t listen to anything."
Xiao Bao should be a "well" gently.
Should finish Xiao Bao’s face removed from Zhang Ting’s neck.
Looking at Zhang Ting with big eyes, he asked, "Niang Xiaobao is not your own child with your father, is she?"
Zhang Ting lovingly wiped the little guy’s fat face. "It’s Xiaobao, not dad and mother."
As Zhang Ting this sentence a small treasure chubby face a white mouth also du up a picture of crying dare not cry.
Zhang Ting helped the little guy wipe away tears and continued to tell him, "Xiaobao, although you are not a father and mother, you are our own child in the hearts of father and mother. Your father and I will always be your father and mother."
Zhang Ting doesn’t know if ancient children were so precocious. Now Xiaobao is only a little over two years old. This is just said neatly. But he knows a lot of things in his cerebellum.
It let the little guy hear it from someone else’s mouth, but she thought it would be better to let herself tell him clearly.
"Niang Xiaobao will listen to Niang after darling Xiaobao. Don’t want Xiaobao." Xiaobao buried his head again in Zhang Ting’s neck and cried and talked.
Zhang Ting patted the little guy on the back with a distressed smile on his mouth. He replied, "A good little treasure will always be a good girl."
The mother and son hugged here for a while until Xiaobao stopped crying. Zhang Ting took Xiaobao back to Hao’s house.
At home, waiting for Mrs. Deng to see Xiaobao’s red eyes, she hugged Xiaobao in a hurry and looked at Zhang Ting and asked, "What’s wrong with Xiaoting Xiaobao? Why are you crying so much and your eyes are so swollen?"
Zhang Tingchao made an expression of eyes with Zhang Nao. After Zhang Nao received this expression of eyes from Zhang Ting, he took Xiaobao from Mrs. Deng’s arms and left here with Xiaobao.
Mrs. Deng looked at the abducted grandson and looked anxiously at Zhang Ting
"Don’t worry about Xiaobao, Mrs. Deng. It’s nothing serious. When he was playing with the village children outside, the village children accidentally said that Xiaobao was not my own thing with Hao Ren." Zhang Ting helped Mrs. Deng to sit aside and told her what happened outside in a simple voice.
Mrs. Deng listened to her eyes and Zheng soon came to her senses.
"I had long thought that this matter would be known by Xiaobao one day, which made me realize that it came out so soon." Mrs. Deng looked at Zhang Ting with a wry smile.
Zhang Ting smiled back as bitter and worried.
Chapter 57 is a good thing!
Zhang Ting looked at a face of worry about Mrs. Deng’s population and comforted, "Don’t worry too much, old lady. So many of us love Xiao Bao, and he won’t be alone."
Mrs. Deng patted Zhang Ting on the back of his hand and looked at Zhang Ting with a grateful face. "Small court Xiaobao has been fortunate to have you by his side for the past two years, which makes this child feel like a father and a mother."
"What are you talking about, old lady? Isn’t Xiaobao my godson? Although it’s a recognition, Hao Ren and I both treat Xiaobao as our own children. I hope the old lady won’t blame us for robbing Xiaobao." Zhang Tinghui held the hand of Mrs. Deng and said.
Mrs. Deng looked at Zhang Ting with a low smile and a kind face and said, "What are you talking about, silly child? Can you treat Xiaobao so sincerely? My wife thanked you all from the bottom of her heart for coming?"
Fortunately, Xiao Bao has a big memory and a bigger forgetfulness.
By lunchtime, the little guy had finished what happened outside Hao’s courtyard not long ago and put it behind him.
After lunch, I came back from school and Zhan Xi found Zhang Ting who was coaxing Xiaobao to take a nap in the room.
Hearing knocking at the door, Zhang Ting looked back and looked out.
"So that’s you. Come on in." Zhang Ting smiled happily when he saw that looking for one of his own was actually a tin face.
After Xiao Bao finally fell asleep, Zhang Ting covered the little guy with a thin quilt, and then he went to the outside hall.
"What’s the matter? You want to see me? " Zhang Ting found a place to sit and look at the tin sitting opposite him.
Zhan Xi’s pretty face flushed when he looked at Zhang Ting.
Bow your head and stop for a long time before you tell Zhang Ting, "Sister Zhang Ting, are you free in the afternoon?"
Zhang Ting looked at him and asked, "What’s the matter? Do I sometimes need help?"
War tin looked up and saw Zhang Ting a good-looking little face still red and gently shook his head at Zhang Ting. "No, I don’t want Zhang Ting’s sister to help you. My husband wants you to accompany me to his place. He has something to whoosh you say."
"Xiao Pang scolded me for having no father or mother, and he also said that you are not Xiao Bao’s mother." Xiao Bao’s voice was crying here.
