When Tintin returned, there was a sleeping child in his arms. Afraid of the wind, the child's face was wrapped in a thick garment, and his head was covered.

Lin Zhen took the child from her hand and carefully carried it to the Hu family's lady.

"Dong'er, my Dong'er!" The lady of the Hu family gently lifted the clothes covering the child's face, for fear of waking him up.

Dong'er was sleeping soundly, her little face was flushed, and there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Yulou Xiaoxiao Luo Renkun" ten, Dong'er is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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