The child may have heard the name with bad intentions, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only flatten his mouth and look at him aggrievedly.

Chixiao is happy again.

"Forget it, let's call it Gu Clown."

Gu Qingjing: "......"

Should he be happy or sad, at least he picked up the child and came back, subconsciously thinking that this child had to be surnamed Gu with him.

The maid brought the hot water, he first wrung a towel and handed it to Chixiao, and then took a small one to wash the child's face.

He wiped it carefully, thinking that the marks on her face were stolen goods, and he couldn't get rid of them after wiping them with a wet towel over and over again, only to realize that they were all scars......

The child was so hurt by him that he had a frame of tears, but he couldn't speak.

Chixiao was very disgusted.

"Stupid, I don't know how to cry when it hurts."

She didn't dare to cry, and looked at him with teary eyes.

Chixiao pulled out a bottle of alabaster from the drawer and painted her face as if it were on the wall.

"Alright, sit there and wait for dinner."

The child was obedient, walking on his little short legs to the chair, it was difficult to climb up, but she just didn't give up, the little short legs kicked and kicked, and finally Gu Qingjing hugged it.

He was very helpless by Chixiao, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear of breaking the child's heart.

When breakfast arrived, the child struggled to eat it with a spoon before he dragged Chixiao to the cubicle.

"Since you picked it up, take some responsibility for her, don't keep doing this, it's already very uncomfortable for children to be discarded."

Chixiao rolled her eyes.

"Don't be prescient, just make do with it."

Gu Qingjing wanted to speak again, but after listening to his next sentence, he chose to be silent.

"It's all about time."

Oh, yes.

It's all this time.

What's the point of that?

Gu Qingjing's heart suddenly swelled with a sense of powerlessness, and he felt very confused.

Will this war be won.

In the next few years, those newborn children will have a peaceful and joyful childhood.

Can these people fight with their blood and flesh to win a good childhood for their future children?

Can he do it?

Is everything he does meaningful.

Chixiao lowered his head to fix his misplaced buttons, and when he looked up, he saw his confused eyes and hit him with his arm.

"What do you think?"

"I mean she already remembers, she already knows that she is an abandoned child, no matter how you act, she knows what the truth is, why hide it."

Gu Qingjing raised his lips slightly, smiling reluctantly.

"I know."

Chixiao thought to himself, you know a fart.

……

There was one more at home, Gu Qingjing took a day off and accompanied Chixiao out to buy some children's clothes and supplies.

The process of shopping is not pleasant, the boss is too lazy to do business, and he gives it away directly for nothing.

The whole city seemed lifeless, and the more Chixiao walked, the more upset he felt, and when he got home, he heard Gu Qingjing's words again.

"I've arranged a car for you, and I'll take you away tomorrow."

No wonder, he thought to himself.

The eldest aunt at home said that she could make clothes, but she needed time and didn't need to go out to buy them, but Gu Qingjing had to go out, and her feelings were that she didn't have time to wait for a dress.

He shoved the rattle to the child and patted her on the head.

"Go over there."

The child was very clever, and walked in the direction of his worthiness, and obediently crouched in the corner of the wall.

Gu Qingjing stared at the back of her head.

"Rejoice, just let her use this name, don't have my surname, just follow your surname."

Chixiao took a breath, and his throat was torn.

"Heh, are you going to wear pants and not recognize people again?"