"Xiaobao, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Xin rubbed his little head and wondered.

"I ......"

Xiao Qianze stiffened his face, not knowing what to say.

He was afraid that he would leak the stuffing as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was afraid that the beautiful aunt would treat himself badly after knowing that he was not his son.

He coveted this tenderness that belonged to his mother, even if it didn't belong to him.

Xiao Qianze racked his brains to think about how not to show flaws, and suddenly, his stomach rumbled.

Hungry.

Xiao Qianze clutched his stomach, his embarrassed white cheeks flushed slightly.

"Huh? Are you hungry so soon, didn't we just have dinner? ”

Tang Xin touched his little belly, which was flat.

It's still bulging when you go out.

Is it digested so quickly? "I ......"

"Okay, you stay here obediently, Mom will cook for you."

Tang Xin rubbed his little head, didn't think too much, and went to the kitchen.

"Mom...... I'm here to help you. ”

Xiao Qianze obediently followed behind Tang Xin.

The kitchen is not as luxurious, spacious and bright as the Song family, and even very narrow.

In front of the blue lattice window is a transparent glass bottle, which is inserted with two bright flowers, which is very smoky, which belongs to the smell of mother.

Xiao Qianze looked at Tang Xin, who was busy in the kitchen with a red kitten apron, and his heart was warm, and this feeling that he had never felt before made him extremely relaxed and comfortable.

"Baby, you help mom pick celery."

Tang Xin smiled softly at Xiao Qianze while washing rice.

Such gentle eyes made Xiao Qianze's heart warm.

It was the first time anyone had smiled so gently at him.

He nodded, there was a long green dish in the pink Xiaoice box, that should be the celery in the mouth of the beautiful aunt, right? Xiao Qianze, who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, picked up the vegetable and clumsily peeled the vegetable.

When Tang Xin looked back after finishing her work, she was stunned: "Xiaobao, didn't my mother let you pick celery, why did you pick all the green onions?" ”

Xiao Qianze: ...... So it's a green onion? "I'm sorry Mom, I ......"

Xiao Qianze's small hands were embarrassed to hold the scattered green onions peeled off, and he stood there at a loss, his little earlobes flushed with embarrassment.

Oops, he hasn't touched housework, shouldn't the pretty aunt find out...... Tang Xin stepped forward, threw the miserable green onion leaves in the trash, rubbed his little head, and looked at him worriedly: "Xiaobao, you better go and rest." ”

Tang Xin simply thought that Xiaobao was busy with his own affairs and didn't rest well, resulting in a little sluggishness and inattention.

"Mom, I'm ......"

Xiao Qianze looked at her nervously and subconsciously held his breath.

Originally, he thought that he was going to be exposed, and the beautiful aunt would ask him who he was, but-the next second, Tang Xin approached him, held his face, and dropped a kiss on his right cheek.

"Good, go watch TV, mom will make you something to eat."

The orange light fell on her, and she seemed to be softer and softer, as if she had crossed a layer of brilliant golden light.

The gentle summer breeze in her voice warms people's hearts.

"Hmm."

Xiao Qianze blinked, at this moment, she hoped that the gentle and beautiful woman in front of her would always be by his side and be his mother.

At this time, Tang Xin's mobile phone rang, and as soon as she saw the three words of old witch displayed on the screen, her brows furrowed deeply.

However, the moment I connected the phone, I changed my smile pattern.

"Tang Xin! Something happened to the news you were told about last time! ”

Tang Xin chuckled in his heart, hung up the phone after a few words, turned his face and said helplessly to Xiao Qianze: "Baby, mom has something to go out now, you stay at home obediently, there is bread and milk at home to pad your stomach." ”

After Tang Xin imprinted a kiss on Xiao Qianze's face, he left in a hurry.

Xiao Qianze was stunned and covered his face that had been kissed by Tang Xin, and there were water stains on it, cool and sweet.

Looking at Tang Xin's departing figure, Xiao Qianze's fair little face was dyed with two blushes.

It's nice to have a mom feeling.

After Tang Xin left, he began to wander around the small room.

The room was small, with nothing to play with, just an old TV and assembled computers.

Wait, what is this? Xiao Qianze's eyes were drawn to a photo on the wall.

Tang Xin was holding a child, and the two smiled sweetly at the camera, the child actually had a face exactly like himself! The child in this photo is exactly like himself! He suspects that the person in the photo is himself! He blinked, sure that he hadn't seen Tang Xin before.

Xiao Qianze thought of Tang Xin's various behaviors after seeing him, and suddenly understood...... She's the wrong person! There was a complicated expression on the little face, as if there was some jealousy, and as if there was some loss.

It turned out that there was a child who was exactly like herself, and it was still her son.

I really envy her son for having such a gentle mother...... Inside the Song House.

Song Qinbei sat on the sofa, and when he heard the security guard in front of him report that the monitor was broken, his face condensed, and then he reached out and called the servant.

"I'm going to rummage through the whole house and find out the little master for me!"

He thought that Qian'er was just naughty, and deliberately hid so that he couldn't find it, but now that so much time has passed, and the monitor is also broken, it is really boring.

waited for the maid to come over again to spread the word, but he still didn't find the news of Song Qianze.

The assistant beside him observed the words, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and after whispering a few words, he said in Song Qinbei's ear: "Mr. Song, our people found out that there was a woman who came out of the community with a child in her arms during the time when the little young master disappeared. ”

"Women?"

The assistant opened the picture received on the mobile phone and handed it to Song Qinbei.

Song Qinbei narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully looked at the blurred figure of the woman in the photo, the black hoodie covered most of her face, only a small white jaw was exposed, and the figure was a woman.

With a tap of his finger and the picture enlarged, Song Qinbei looked at the woman's exposed lips and felt unusually familiar.

It's her! The woman who secretly filmed him! Very well, dare to steal his son? It seems that I am impatient! Song Qinbei Tie had a blue face, and was about to drive out, when he saw a small body at the door, wearing a peaked cap and a cool denim jacket, staying in the green bushes, revealing big eyes, and looking into the yard.

Qian'er? Song Qinbei's face softened a little, and he opened his lips: "Qian'er, where have you been?" ”

Tang Xiaobao blinked again, looked at the tall and straight man in front of him, and then looked at his face, looking a little dull.

This...... Why is this face so similar to this baby? He looked left and right, and there was no one around but them, so he was talking to himself just now? The two of them, one big and one younger, looked at each other like this, and Song Qinbei saw that Tang Xiaobao didn't respond, thinking that he was still sulking because of what happened just now.

Song Qinbei thought that it was a child's mentality after all, so he said softly: "Qian'er, come home with me." ”

Tang Bao tilted his head, a little confused.

Why is it that they are meeting for the first time, but the man seems to be very familiar, as if he is talking to his son.

Moreover, he has been calling himself Qian'er? He recognized himself as Qian'er? But why did he admit his mistake, does he look very similar to the Qian'er in the mouth of this handsome uncle?