Chapter 213: The Little Baby Thrown in the Ditch

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These things are all things that Mo Xiaomi dreams of, and now that she has them, she is very satisfied.

In the future, she will study harder and become better.

The carriage was very slow, afraid of reversing Mo Huihui.

It was dark outside, and a cold wind was blowing.

"Oh, looking at the weather, it looks like it's going to snow again." Mo Dayong frowned, "Uncle, let's catch the car slowly, don't worry." ”

"I know that." Mo Xiangshan smiled, "Snow is better than rain." We'll get off the three-way crossing right away, and we'll be home in two or three hours. ”

On the good road, it was Mo Dayong who drove the ox cart, and the dirt road was all over the three-way crossing, Mo Xiangshan took the reins and began to drive the ox cart. His technique is better and he can drive the ox cart a little more smoothly.

The dirt road was indeed bumpy, and Mo Xiangshan had tried to be as careful as possible, but Mo Huihui could still feel the discomfort caused by the bumps.

Mo Xiaomi held the frame of the car tightly, so as not to bump and pounce on her mother.

At this moment, Mo Xiaomi heard the cry and whispered, "Third grandmother, is my brother hungry?" How do I hear crying? ”

Aunt Mo lifted the small quilt covering the child's couch, shook her head, and said, "No, your brother is sleeping soundly!" Didn't cry. ”

Mo Xiaomi frowned and listened carefully.

No, she still heard the cry of a child.

Because I have been with my little brother for a few days, Mo Xiaomi is familiar with it, this is the cry of a little baby.

"Grandpa, can you stop for a moment?" Mo Mi asked softly, her hearing was very sensitive and she couldn't mishear.

"What's wrong? Millet? Mo Xiangshan asked, "Is it convenient?" ”

"Yes, Grandpa." Mo Xiaomi nodded, and went down to find it first.

She could hear the baby's weak cry, which should have been nearby.

Mo Xiangshan parked the car on the side of the road, Mo Xiaomi got out of the car, listened carefully, and then walked along the small river ditch on the side of the road.

"Wow Wow Wow Wow ······" The child cried a little intermittently, and it was clear that he had been freezing outside for a long time.

Mo Xiaomi quickened her pace and wanted to find the baby as soon as possible.

"Xiaomi, where are you going?" Mo Xiangshan shouted from behind, "You are a child, just find a place at random, we won't look at you." ”

Mo Xiangshan and the others thought that Mo Xiaomi was shy and was embarrassed to take a break nearby.

Mo Mi walked more than 20 meters and saw an old red quilt in the ditch, from which the cry of the little baby came.

Mo Xiaomi ran down quickly, walked to the quilt, and saw a little baby with a frozen purple face, and there were snowflakes that had just fallen on his face.

Mo Xiaomi doesn't think she is a person with a lot of compassion, but on such a snowy day, she can't bear to see an abandoned baby.

No matter what, anyway, the golden pear can be sold for money next year, and the family should be able to afford two children.

It really can't be done, she eats less and saves things for the children.

Mo Mi held the baby in her arms and staggered up from the ditch.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Mo Xiaoxiao coaxed in a low voice, the child seemed to feel someone holding her, stopped crying, changed to a humming and chirping sound, her small mouth squirmed, and she was hungry.

Outside Mo Xiangshan, Mo Dayong looked at Mo Xiaomi's arms holding a quilt, and there was a sound coming from inside, so he guessed that it was a child inside.

"Oops, Xiaomi, you······ Are you holding a child? Mo Xiangshan asked, "Oh my God, it's a cold day, the one who lost his conscience actually threw the child in the ditch!" ”