He wanted to see if the little girl had heard, but he didn't want to respond.

The little girl turned her gaze away, didn't look at Cong Cong's face, looked elsewhere, and still didn't speak.

Now Cong Cong can only be sure that the little girl can see it, and whether she can hear and speak, it is unknown.

This made Congcong, who wanted to make friends with this little girl, difficult.

If people don't talk, how can they make friends?

Is he going to stalk him?

That's not his style!

He is a little Zhengtai who is loved by everyone in school, how many people rush to make friends with him, this little girl actually ignores him!

"Congcong, if people don't want to talk, don't keep talking to people, let her watch cartoons for a while. Qiao Wan was making snacks in the kitchen, and when she heard Cong Cong talking outside, she couldn't help but walk to the kitchen door to remind her.

Cong Cong sighed and helped the little girl start choosing cartoons.

"Which one do you want to see?" Cong Mingming knew that the little girl might not reply to him, so he sat next to her symbolically and asked.

When the little girl's eyes saw a cover, she moved, and raised her hand to one of the covers.

Congcong was almost frightened by the little girl's movements.

Did this little girl hear him?

It's not deaf!

He stood up excitedly, looked at the little girl's fingers, and then looked at the TV, completely unaware of what cartoon the little girl was pointing at.

There was no way, he could only choose to ask one by one.

"Is that it?"

The little girl had no expression, just raised her hand.

He continued to ask the last one, and the little girl seemed to approve and put her hand down.

Cong Cong looked at the cartoon of the little tadpole looking for his mother, and was a little excited.

"You like to watch this cartoon too, and I like it too. As he spoke, he opened it directly, and he didn't know where the little girl saw it, so he simply started playing the first episode.

In this way, the two of them watched cartoons quietly on the sofa.

Qiao Wan came out after making a snack and found that the two were concentrating on watching cartoons, and the little girl stopped holding the kite and put the kite aside.

"Come on, children, do you want to eat the baked biscuits I just made?" Qiao Wan took the small biscuits and two cups of orange juice and put them on the coffee table in front of the two children.

The little girl's face changed again when she saw the orange juice, and suddenly as if she had changed, she got off the ground from the sofa, ran to the orange juice and knocked over the two cups of orange juice, and the cups rolled all the way down the coffee table to the ground.

Orange juice was sprinkled everywhere, and the little girl herself was stained with orange juice on her own hands.

Qiao Wan frowned, what's wrong?

How did she see such a big reaction to orange juice?

This little girl was like a mystery, so Qiao Wan couldn't guess or ask anything, except to help her wipe her hands clean and carry her back to sit on the sofa, Qiao Wan couldn't do anything.

In the end, Qiao Wan could only silently use a sackcloth to clean up the spilled orange juice.

"Little sister, my mother gave you orange juice because she wanted you to drink it, why did you knock it over? If you don't like it, you don't need to do this, just don't drink it." "Cong Cong is like a little adult, enlightening the little girl.

The little girl was indifferent to this.

Fortunately, the biscuits were not wet, and Qiao Wan picked up the biscuit plate and brought it to the little girl.

"You don't like orange juice, so eat some biscuits? Are you hungry?"

The little girl did not move.

Cong Cong raised his hand and grabbed a piece: "My mother's biscuit is delicious, you can take a piece and taste it, it's really delicious." ”

The little girl still didn't move.

Qiao Wan was a little embarrassed.

This little girl really doesn't give anyone face.

Congcong tried to hand it to the little girl and let her eat, but she didn't open her mouth.

Cong Cong was a little angry that he put his hot face on his cold buttocks, so he simply took it back and ate it himself.

The little girl seemed to notice that Cong Cong had eaten, her little hand raised slightly, slowly took a piece of it herself, and ate it slowly.

Qiao Wan didn't think that this little girl was afraid that the biscuits were poisonous inside, so she didn't eat them just now.

Wait for Congcong to eat first before starting.

Is she autistic, or is she distorted by an abusive personality?

The little girl's strange behavior made Qiao Wan more and more curious about this mysterious little girl.

"Congcong, it's not that my mother said you, you like to watch this cartoon yourself, forget it, people's little sister is in our house, why do you let people watch this cartoon with you, maybe people don't like to watch it?"

"Can't you just find a cartoon that girls like to watch?"

After Qiao Wan noticed the cartoons on the TV, she asked a little blamed.

"And, haven't you already seen this episode?"

Cong Cong was almost unjustly killed, and a smiling face was full of his grievances.

"Mom, this is the little sister's choice, the little sister wants to watch it herself, otherwise how could I choose this cartoon I have seen and watch it again, I'm not such a boring person. ”

"You talk nonsense, she hasn't even spoken, how can she choose herself. Qiao Wan didn't know what was going on outside just now, so she knew that Cong Cong had been talking to herself.

"You change the TV for your little sister now, you want girls to like to watch, do you hear?" Qiao Wan advised.

The bodyguards squatting in the shadows couldn't look at it.

"Miss Qiao, I'll prove to the little master that this animation was indeed chosen by the little girl herself, and she raised her finger just now. ”

An eyewitness came out to speak, Qiao Wan was embarrassed and coughed lightly.

"I'm sorry, Congcong, I didn't know that this little sister actually reacted to cartoons, but she really wanted to watch this cartoon, I misunderstood you. ”

Cong Cong looked a little arrogant, "Mom, you don't respect me in front of my little sister, don't believe me, and make me lose all my face, I won't forgive you!"

This child also knows that he wants to save face in front of the little girl.

Qiao Wan chuckled.

"Then, if you don't forgive me, does that mean you won't eat the cookies I made?

The little girl can get it, but Cong Cong can't.

Cong Cong was anxious all of a sudden: "There are so many biscuits, my little sister can't eat them alone, mom, you can't do this!

"Then are you still angry with your mother?" Qiao Wan asked him half-threateningly.

Cong Cong pouted.

"I stopped getting angry for a while and waited until the cookies were finished before I got angry. ”

Qiao Wan looked at Cong Cong's cute little expression of angry words, smiled, put the small plate of biscuits on the coffee table, and went back to the kitchen with a rag and a basin of water that had been mixed with orange juice, and dealt with it.

This little girl stayed at home until the afternoon, and Song Yanshu came back from work without receiving a call from the police, as if her parents had no intention of looking for this little girl at all.

It stands to reason that almost ten hours have passed, and even parents in Madahar should realize that their children have been lost.

Song Yanshu heard a report about this little girl in the company, and it was impossible for a little girl to make any waves, so she didn't let anyone care, and let Qiao Wan and Congcong leave this little girl at home.

When he came back, he saw that this little girl was very cute, and she was about to fight with Congcong, no wonder Congcong liked this little girl so much.

"Her parents haven't come to look for her yet?" Song Yanshu took off his coat and walked in after changing his shoes.

Qiao Wan nodded, her face full of helplessness.

It's almost dark, is she going to let this child live directly at home?

It is not appropriate to send the child to the big public security bureau outside, and if the parents don't call the police tonight to find it, won't they even be able to sleep well.

"Otherwise, do you have any way to help find out who this little girl's guardian is? Qiao Wan felt that Song Yanshu should be omnipotent.

Song Yanshu frowned and thought about it.

"It's not impossible, children like this suspected of autism are limited in the city, and after screening and investigating, it should soon be possible to determine whose family this child is. ”

Although Song Yanshu thought that this child was cute, because the child's origin was unknown, he didn't want the child to stay at home and send it back to his family as soon as possible, so he naturally sent it back as soon as possible.

"Okay, then you can quickly ask someone to help check, don't be inconvenient for this child's family to call the police because of his identity and status, it's not good to be in a hurry at home. Qiao Wan also guessed this possibility.

As soon as Song Yanshu agreed, his subordinates soon found out the contact information of several parents who might be the child's parents.

That's the smallest they can shrink.

These people can't get through on the phone for the time being, and they can't be sure who the child really is.

Therefore, it is now necessary to check their other information in depth, and it will take a little time to rely on other ways to find out the exact belonging of this child.

Qiao Wan was very concerned about this matter, and waited for a reply from that side with Song Yanshu.

The little girl may have realized that Song Yanshu and Qiao Wan were using special means to find her parents, and her face twitched slightly, as if she was afraid of something.

Song Yanshu is a person with a keen sense of observation, and immediately noticed the faint expression on the child's face.

"You don't want to go home?" Song Yanshu asked him.

The little girl responded to Song Yanshu's question for the first time and nodded.

Qiao Wan was a little anxious and asked, "Why? If you don't go back, won't your family be worried?"

The little girl didn't respond, just looked at the TV screen with a blank face.

You lift the sleeve of her dress and take a look. Song Yanshu proposed.

Although this little girl is younger than Congcong, Song Yanshu is a man after all, and it is not good to pick up other people's clothes casually, especially this little girl may have been abused by her family and may resist his touch.

Qiao Wan listened and immediately did so, and pushed the little girl's clothes on her arm.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I gasped when I saw Qiao Wan.

The little girl's arms were covered with all kinds of blue and purple marks, which was obviously abused a lot.

Could it be that she escaped from domestic violence?

The family can treat her so cruelly, I'm afraid of course they don't worry about her getting lost, I can't say that I wish she would never go back!