Three boys peeked at the threshold with black and thin, three pairs of eyes full of fear and vigilance.

"Jasper, give what we bought in the county seat to a few children." After that, Kong Zhishu led Su Wanniang into the house.

There was indeed a little boy lying on the bed, probably malnourished and sickly due to lack of milk, and the child looked thinner than a normal three-month-old child.

"Madam, don't worry, Shiro is not seriously ill, but his foundation is weak, Lang Zhong from the county town has come to see it, saying that he should pay more attention to it, eat more, and Shiro will naturally be the same as an ordinary child after a few years of conditioning." Probably because she was afraid that Shiro's frailty would make Su Wanniang and Kong Zhishu refuse to take the child away, the peasant woman explained in a low voice.

Su Wanniang responded perfunctorily and walked towards the hard bed, the child of more than three months was not afraid of so many strangers in the house, he sucked his thumb, stared at Su Wanniang with his eyes open, blinked from time to time, but did not cry at all.

"Husband, look, it's so cute!" Su Wanniang couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, "It's white, it's just a little thin, but the eyes are very bright!" ”

"Yes~" Kong Zhishu couldn't help but soften between his eyebrows, "This child is really cute~ well-behaved, not crying or making trouble." ”

"Can I give it a hug?" Su Wanniang looked towards the head of the household.

With the consent of the head of the household, Su Wanniang gently picked up the child on the bed, over the years, she has held a lot of children, so she still has a little experience, and knows how to hold a child to make the child feel comfortable.

At another time, between people, it is indeed necessary to combine fate.

The child entered Su Wanniang's arms, and at first she stared at Su Wanniang curiously, but when Su Wanniang reached out to take the finger he held in her mouth, the child not only did not cry, but actually smiled softly at Su Wanniang, revealing the slippery gum of teeth and grinning softly.

It's just that, because of his frailty, this laughter is not loud, and it is only a light one or two.

But even so, it can make Su Wanniang's heart soften.

"I love it!" Su Wanniang turned around and punched the hole.

"My husband likes it when he looks at him!" Kong Zhishu nodded again and again, it has been more than three years, how long has it been since she has seen Su Wanniang smile like this, it can be seen that she really likes it.

The first time I came to see the child, it was settled, which made Su Wanniang and Kong Zhishu very happy, Xiao Nian didn't run in vain, and she had an extra son in one day, which made Su Wanniang not to mention how happy.

Su Wanniang took the child and got into the carriage, and Kong Zhishu stayed to discuss the future, it is obvious that after he and Su Wanniang adopted the child, he would not want the child to grow up and be involved with this family.

"Is my brother gone? Won't my brother be our brother in the future? Da Lang looked in the direction of the carriage with tears in his eyes.

"Da Lang is good, my brother will have other fathers and mothers who love him, he is living a good life." The peasant woman was in tears.

Da Lang nodded as if he didn't understand, he was actually only seven years old, "Master, you and Mrs. must be good to Shiro, Shiro is very well-behaved~ If you don't like Shiro one day, send him back, okay?" ”

Listening to the childish voice of the child outside the carriage, Su Wanniang suddenly felt that it was a little cruel for her to separate flesh and blood like this, but looking at the child in her arms, she loved it very much.

"Dalang, go back to the house." The head of the household, who had been silent, opened his mouth to reprimand, but in his voice, he was a little choked.

"Don't worry, Shiro will leave with me and my mother, and in the future, my mother and I will be loved by Shiro as our own child." Kong Zhishu was also a little unbearable, and he sighed slightly in his heart when he looked at the three pairs of immature eyes.