The child slept soundly, and was taken away without looking back while still asleep. Milk powder and clothes and quilts are very cheap kinds. Yuan Zhixia and Fan Qinglin carefully took the child away and took it back home, Qiao Qiaoyan saw the child who was put on the bed, small, but quite cute. Qiao Qiaoyan has never seen such a young child.

She stared at him for a long time, and when she looked at it, she felt a tenderness in her heart, and she wanted to kiss him and hug him. Is this the nature of motherly love?

The child has no supplies, and there is not much milk powder left, Fan Qinglin drove Yuan Zhixia to the mother and child supermarket to buy it, so Qiao Qiaoyan stayed to see the child, she stared at the child carefully, and she didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear of blowing on the child's face, the child's little face was tender, and she wanted to touch it but was afraid of waking up.

After a while, the child woke up and cried, now Qiao Qiaoyan was very flustered, she wouldn't coax the child, what should I do, I didn't dare to hug it, I was afraid of falling him, but I didn't know how to coax it, so I had to take a little doll to coax him, but he still cried, crying very sadly, seeing him crying Qiao Qiaoyan was very distressed, how could I not let him cry, she didn't know, she was anxious to think about why her parents didn't come back.

was in a hurry, my parents came back, and I was very distressed when I heard the crying, after all, Yuan Zhixia was experienced, and I thought that the child might be hungry. Hurry up to make milk powder and feed the child, Qiao Qiaoyan saw that the child was drinking the pacifier, and suddenly felt that if she had milk, she would be able to hold the child and feed it, she had never had this idea, she had never imagined what would happen if she had a child, but at this moment, she really wanted to be the biological mother of this child, a mother whose milk was rising, and who could stuff his nipple as long as the child cried.

Seeing the child breastfeeding, Fan Qinglin and Yuan Zhixia were extremely happy on their faces, and they kept smiling and smiling. There was love in her eyes, Qiao Qiaoyan actually blamed herself a little, blaming herself for why she didn't have milk, she forgot how women could have milk if they didn't give birth. The child was full, and after a while he fell asleep, and now the three adults could watch again.

Qiao Qiaoyan suddenly thought of something, and filmed this scene with his mobile phone, Fan Qinglin on the left, Yuan Zhixia on the right, and Xiaobao in the middle.

Since then, there has been more joy and joy in the family, and the topic of the day is the child, and the eyes are on the child. The child has not yet been named, and the last name is Qiao Qiaoyan, she thought about it very seriously and carefully for a long time, and decided to call it Fan Naowu, the name is homophonic and troubleless, this child is their joy, not only brought them joy, from now on I wish him no trouble.

After careful upbringing, Fan Naowu grew up day by day, getting fatter and fatter day by day. Fan Qinglin and Yuan Zhixia are very grateful to Qiao Qiaoyan for his generosity, regardless of her husband's illegitimate child entering the door, and willing to raise them carefully, even more carefully than them, Fan Naowu has always slept with Qiao Qiaoyan. From 1 month to 2 years old, there is a change from month to month, and each month is different, you will look up, you will turn over, you will climb, you will sit, you will sit, you will be a toddler, you will be able to babble. Looking at his changes bit by bit, Qiao Qiaoyan recorded them all, took countless photos, and posted countless times to his circle of friends.

None of the friends around her knew about the tragedy of her family, they all thought it was her son, and everyone was congratulating her and praising her child. Qiao Qiaoyan had a feeling, as if she was posting the food that Yuan Zhixia made for her on the Internet, and everyone was envious of her, that feeling was very proud and proud, great, this time the long-lost feeling came. Although Fan Junchao only brought her misfortune, Fan Junchao's closest relatives brought her all emotion and happiness.