The flight attendant crouched down again, looked at the boy and asked, "What's your mother's name?" ”

"Mommy is ......" The little boy pondered and meditated, the little bun's face was wrinkled, and finally shouted: "Call the child!" ”

"Puff ———"

An Ning really couldn't help laughing, and Lin Cuihua also bit her lip a little hard, this kid is so interesting.

The flight attendant only felt that his head was big, but he continued to ask patiently, "Then what is your father's name?" ”

"Called....you conscience loser."

"Ahem, cough——- cough, cough——- drink some water, drink some water, your throat is uncomfortable."

An Ning turned his back solemnly, picked up his kettle, unscrewed it and took a sip.

But the kettle was all 180 degrees upright, and as a result, a drop of water fell, and there was a little embarrassment in the air.

The flight attendant also wanted to laugh, but with a professional attitude, she endured it with difficulty.

"And what's your name?"

"Me?"

The boy's eyes lit up and he said, "My name is baby!" ”

The baby boy is very proud, and he is very loved by the family at first glance, and it is hard to imagine that his parents want to abandon him.

The flight attendant asked a few more questions, but the boy answered all the questions, which made everyone cry and laugh.

"I can't help it."

The flight attendant stood up weakly, thinking that it was better to look for it from car to car? But this child doesn't look very smart, will he recognize his parents wrongly?

At this time, there were too many human traffickers on the train, and it would be a sin to return the wrong person.

An Ning also understood the flight attendant's worries, and she said to the flight attendant, "I'll try." ”

An Ning squatted down and did not rush to ask questions, but asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

The boy shook his head vigorously and nodded, clutching his small belly and saying, "It says it's hungry, but the baby isn't hungry." ”

"Okay, baby isn't hungry, but my sister is a little hungry, why don't you eat with me?"

The boy seemed to be very embarrassed, and An Ning persuaded: "It's okay, we've known each other for a while, and we're not strangers anymore." ”

"You're an aunt. Not a sister. ”

The boy's words made Lin Cuihua laugh at all, and the flight attendant also turned his back with laughter.

An Ning was called aunt for the first time, what is this like? Hardly.

However, she finally knew one thing, it turned out that women really care about age.

"Why do you call me Auntie, am I old?"

The boy's little face was tangled, and he was embarrassed to ask.

"Okay, okay, call me Auntie. What do you want to eat? ”

Under the comfort of Anning, the boy ate half a steamed bun, drank some soup, and ate some cabbage and tofu.

The well-fed boy sat on the bed without any hurry, swaying his two little feet.

"Baby, do you want Auntie to accompany you to find your mother?"

"No! Mom said tell me to get away. ”

"You're rolling here?"

An Ning suddenly understood the boy's words, not in a vague meaning, but literally in a true meaning.

"Baby, get out!"

The boy said with a proud face, and the three people in the carriage quickly exchanged a look, and the flight attendant walked out clearly to see if anyone saw it along the way.

An Ning continued to ask in the carriage: "What about your father?" ”

"Daddy sleeps, looks at Mommy, looks at the baby, Daddy cries."

After the little boy finished speaking, An Ning was confused, and his father cried?

Ten minutes later, the flight attendant came back again, this time not by herself, followed by several people.

"Baby!" A woman's scream caused the little boy on the bed to jump off nimbly and lie on the ground.

"Mommy—baby, get out, you're very obedient."

When the woman rushed in heard the boy's words, the self-blame in her heart was like a surging river.

"I'm sorry, baby, it's mom that's wrong, mom shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry."

The tears of the women flowed loudly, and the boy got up from the ground and wiped the tears from the woman's face with his little hands.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Dad looks at you."

In the boy's words, except for An Ning's mother and daughter, everyone felt creepy.

One is informed, the other is completely incomprehensible.

The woman who was crying was a nameless fire again, and she said in a stern voice: "Baby, don't mention Dad." ”

The boy who was said lowered his head aggrievedly, and said in a voice that was not bad at all: "Why? I'm going to play with my dad. ”

The boy broke free from the woman's arms and rushed into a position, his hands in a hugging gesture, as if holding someone's legs.

Can......

In the midst of the multitude, there is nothing.

"Baby, don't you do this, okay! Your dad is dead, dead! ”

The woman seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, she was going to endure the death of her lover, she personally took her lover's ashes, and went home alone with the child and ashes, but along the way the children always talked about their father, and their father was watching them, and their father was crying.

At first, she had the patience to comfort the baby, but after chattering all the way, she finally broke out.

The flight attendant, who didn't know when he rushed to An Ning's side, whispered: "The child's father is a people's policeman who has just died, and the mother and son are going to pick up the child's father's ashes and go home." ”

After the flight attendant finished speaking, her palm slapped on her mouth, and she scolded the child's father.

What a damn one! When she learned of the sacrifice of the child's father, she really wanted to give herself two slaps.

At this time, the tranquility was fixed on the boy's position, and the source of the breath was here.

"My dad isn't dead! Daddy is here, Daddy is here! ”

The boy stood there stubbornly, one hand seemingly tugging at something, desperately explaining to his mother; "Mom, Dad is here, Dad is not dead."

"Ah——— I don't want him dead!"

"Baby—I don't want him dead!"

The woman broke down again, holding her baby and weeping bitterly.

This scene made the people around him who knew it couldn't help but shed tears.

Orphans and widows, the bones of heroes, are the most sad and sad.

An Ning, the only one who did not shed tears, felt a magnetic field with his mental power, a magnetic field unlike anyone else.

A man with seven blood holes in his body, his resolute face was full of pain and looked at the mother and son on the ground, wanting to touch but unable to touch.

An Ning's gaze made the man feel it, he first looked at An Ning in disbelief, and a hand full of knife scars stretched out towards An Ning.

He wanted to speak, but the unstable magnetic field made him incapable of speaking.

An Ning nodded silently, she could see it.

The man found salvation, and he folded his hands and prayed for peace.

An Ning didn't let this begging last long, this was a hero, and she should have helped.

She crouched down and whispered a few words in the woman's ear.

The woman couldn't believe it, but she wanted to believe it, and looked at Anning.

"Let's rest here for a while."

An Ning proposed, and the woman sobbed and agreed, and took the baby to rest in the box for a while.

(End of chapter)