Her son needs not only his mother, but also his father, his peers, and a normal group life.

After coming to Jiangcheng, her son lived the life that a normal child should have.

Seeing that his son likes Ling Yue, Ye Xingbei loves Wu and Wu, and also likes Ling Yue.

Seeing that Ling Yue also had a few scratches on his face, he was immediately distressed.

She touched Ling Yue's head and asked with pity, "It hurts, right?" Later, I will go home with my aunt, and my aunt will give you medicine. ”

After saying that, she thought of something and glanced around, "By the way, what about your parents?" ”

When other people's children were injured for her son, she always had to say to their parents to express their gratitude and apologies.

Before Ling Yue could speak, the little guy preemptively said: "Mom, Brother Xiao Yue's father is not at home from work all year round, Brother Xiao Yue is a stepmother, Brother Xiao Yue's stepmother doesn't pick up Brother Xiao Yue, Brother Xiao Yue goes home by himself." ”

Ye Xingbei frowned.

To go home on your own at such a young age?

Now that there are so many traffickers, what should I do if such a beautiful child is abducted by human traffickers?

Ye Xingbei frowned and looked down at Ling Yue.

She always knew that her son was a little doll with pink makeup, white and beautiful.

An ordinary child stood beside her son, and was compared to her son at once, and was bleak by her son.

But this kid named Ling Yue won't.

Aside from her son, this is the most beautiful child she has ever seen.

The facial features are exquisite, the skin is snow-white, the eyes are pitch black, the nose bridge is straight, the lips are maple red, the eyelashes are slender and curly, and the facial features are more beautiful and delicate than girls.

The only downside is that the kid is too thin.

The snow-white complexion is not the healthy white and tender of her son, but a slightly sickly white.

He was wearing a fat school uniform, but it was very clean, but he was originally thin, and his thin body was wrapped in a fat school uniform, swaying, and he looked even more skinny.

The more he looked at Ye Xingbei, the more he felt pity for this child.

It is said that a child without a mother is like a grass.

Isn't this child like a malnourished grass?

She touched the top of Ling Yue's head lovingly, "What is your mother's mobile phone number?" I'll call your mom and tell her that tonight you go to my house for one night, and tomorrow I'll send you to school with Xiaoshu. ”

The child's face was hurt, and when he went home, his stepmother didn't know if he would care.

The child was injured because of her son, and she had to take care of the child for a few days, and when the wound on the child's face was healed, she would make sure that there would be no scars, and then send the child home.

Of course, the child's stepmother has to agree.

Even if she is a stepmother, she has to be nodded by others to bring her children home.

"No need, Auntie," Ling Yue pursed her lips, "I can go home by myself." ”

"Go, go!" The little guy grabbed Ling Yue's hand and shook it vigorously: "Brother Xiaoyue, my family is so beautiful!" Go see, go see! ”

The little guy looked up at Ling Yue, his bright eyes full of excitement and expectation.

No child has ever been to his house!

His house is so big and beautiful.

His meals are particularly delicious.

He also has lots and lots of delicious fruits and snacks at home.

The book says that good friends should share with each other.

He wants to share it with Brother Xiaoyue!

"Yes, let's go," Ye Xingbei looked at Lin Yajing: "Teacher Lin, do you have Ling Yue's mother's mobile phone number?" ”