Then put your hands down.

The little hand reached out again and grabbed the chocolate.

Mu Tianen withdrew his hand and wanted to take another piece, but found that it was gone.

She loves chocolate, not just because she eats it, but sometimes just because she has a habit of putting a few pieces in her bag.

She put her hand on it, and then the little hand reached out again, but it didn't touch the chocolate.

Mu Tianen held the little hand.

"Baby, go home with Mommy."

"Well, go home with Mom, Mom won't leave you anymore."

The cold wind blew her tears in the air, and then the grass moved again, and out of it crawled a dirty child.

Mu Tianen shook his little hand, just like a chicken's paws, very thin.

She pulled up her sleeve and wiped the little guy's little face with her sleeve, but it was too dark, and after wiping it for a long time, this little face was still black.

Mu Tianen took off his clothes and then draped them on the little guy.

"Don't be afraid, mom will take you home."

She stretched out her hand and hugged the little guy, looking thin, and even thinner to the touch, is this as heavy as her wok?

And when Mu Tianen walked away, when he turned around, he saw a few stray cats running over, and they also bit the steamed buns and buns on the ground.

She hugged the child in her arms tighter, not disgusted with his dirty, nor disgusted with his stinkiness.

On this day, she did not pick up a cat or a dog, but she picked up a child and came back.

A three- or two-year-old street child.

She held the child in one hand, and rummaged in her bag with the other, the child hugged her very tightly, probably also scared, her little hand has been grabbing her clothes, and she has not let go of her hand along the way.

She turned on the light and set her bag aside.

Then she put the child down, crouched down herself, and smiled at him.

"Mom will take you in a bath and then give you soup, okay? By the way, and this, she stood up, but the boy was pulling at her clothes, and she went, and he went, and she stopped, and he was still clutching.

Mu Tianen opened the drawer, then took out a glass jar from it, squatted down again, and placed the glass jar in front of him.

"Look, it's chocolate, the kind you eat."

The child let go of his little hand, and then hugged the glass jar, and his little face also showed a simple smile.

Mu Tianen touched his little face.

"Let's go, mom will take you to the bath."

She picked up the child again, and then carried him to the bathroom, and she didn't even take off her clothes, she squatted on the ground, and carefully washed the child.

"It turns out that the baby is a little boy," Mu Tianen touched his little face again, and the hot water washed down, and a lot of black water was washed down.

The little child was very well-behaved, he was holding the glass jar, even if Mu Tianen washed him away, he didn't dodge.

Mu Tianen washed the little guy white and clean, and then took scissors to cut his hair for him, the little guy just held the glass jar, opened a pair of big eyes, and stared at her from time to time.

Mu Tianen is still very confident in her haircutting skills, her hair is cut by herself, and no one has said that it is not good-looking.

By the time she put down the scissors, she was a very cute little boy.

"Mom will bring you soup," Mu Tianen just remembered, there was still soup in the pot.