Feng Yuntian was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and her tears rolled down.

Xiaobao called her to recognize her.

Xiaobao was not afraid or resistant, and he liked it very much, he actually stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around Feng Yun's neck, carefully pecked her face, and then shyly drilled into her arms.

Feng Yuntian, who was crying, couldn't stop laughing, and was adored by Xiaobao's shy little appearance, why is her son so cute.

She gently touched Xiaobao's head with her forehead, and said softly: "Xiaobao is okay to lie on the bed for a while, my mother will prepare water to wash Xiaobao." ”

Xiao Baocai raised his head and nodded slightly.

Feng Yuntian kissed Xiaobao lightly on the face again, she couldn't kiss enough.

She put Xiaobao back on the bed and covered the quilt, then took an oil lamp and lit it, and went to the ear room to prepare things for Xiaobao to wash.

Xiaobao was lying on the bed, looking at this place with a pair of big black eyes, a white gauze tent on his head, a soft quilt on his body, a soft and soft mattress, and a fragrant pillow, with the fragrance of his mother's own fragrance.

It smells so good, Xiaobao likes it so much.

Xiaobao closed his eyes and opened them again, and when he saw that everything was still the same, he opened his mouth and smiled.

It's all true, it's not his dream, he's so scared to go back to that broken temple and live a life of being bullied.

"Ma'am."

This is the voice of Mai Dong.

Feng Yuntian heard the voice in the ear room, and she came out and said, "Come in." ”

I saw Mai Dong come in with the clothes in his hand, put the clothes in his hand on the couch in the bedroom, and said: "Madam, there are no clothes suitable for the little master at Mama Liu's house, this dress is big, and the slave maid will immediately change it for the little master." ”

Mai Dong's embroidery is good, and Feng Yuntian embroidered a lot of close-fitting small clothes.

"Yes."

Feng Yun nodded, took out a sewing kit from the bedside table and gave it to Mai Dong.

Mai Dong got the sewing box and took out scissors to cut the clothes, the long ones were changed to short, the big ones were changed to the small ones, they were all very simple, and soon Mai Dong picked up the needle and thread and began to sew.

And at this time, licorice also brought hot water.

Feng Yun picked up Xiaobao and said softly, "Is it okay for my mother to take a bath for Xiaobao?" ”

The little guy nodded embarrassedly.

Feng Yun touched Xiaobao's cheek distressedly, Xiaobao was already four years old, and she hadn't taken a bath for him as a mother.

She carried Xiaobao to the ear room and took off his clothes, which were tattered and unclothed, although it was early autumn, it was still a little cold in the morning and evening.

Rao has looked at the clothes on Xiaobao's body countless times, and now that he has taken them off for him, Feng Yuntian still can't help crying.

Xiaobao didn't know why her mother was crying, so she stretched out her hand to gently wipe away her tears, and then looked at her a little timidly.

Feng Yun's heart hurt even more, Xiaobao is not a director, but knows how to observe words and feelings, and he must have wondered how he provoked his mother.

Otherwise, he didn't look at her timidly, but looked at her incomprehensibly.

Afraid that Xiaobao would misunderstand, Feng Yuntian immediately wiped away his tears and said warmly to Xiaobao: "My mother is very sad, because she saw that Xiaobao's clothes were so torn, she didn't keep out the cold at all, and Xiaobao would be cold when she wore it." ”

Xiaobao put away the timidity on his face at this time, and leaned towards Fengyun: "Mother, Xiaobao is not cold." ”

Feng Yuntian put Xiaobao in the bath bucket: "Xiaobao is very sensible, I know that I have comforted my mother, does Xiaobao like this name?" ”

Xiaobao nodded: "I like it, it was the grandfather in the broken temple who took it for Xiaobao, he said, Xiaobao is grandpa's baby." ”

It's just that when it comes to grandpa, Xiaobao looks sad.

"What about grandpa, didn't you see him when my mother went?"

Feng Yuntian didn't know that there was an old beggar who had been taking care of Xiaobao.

Xiaobao said sadly: "Grandpa, he died, and he has been dead for three days." ”

Feng Yun listened and understood, it turned out to be dead, she smeared pancreas on Xiaobao's head, and comforted her softly: "Xiaobao don't have to be sad, although grandpa is gone, he is watching Xiaobao from the sky, but Xiaobao can't see him." ”

Xiaobao opened his eyes wide and asked, "Really, can grandpa see Xiaobao?" ”

Feng Yuntian nodded: "Yes, people will go to heaven after death, look at their relatives in the sky and befriend them in the ground, you see, after grandpa goes to heaven, is it that my mother found you, is it that grandpa blesses Xiaobao in heaven?" ”

Xiaobao blinked and thought for a while: "Well, what my mother said makes sense." ”

Then he will not be sad.

Xiaobao mentioned grandpa, Feng Yuntian thought of the book and the ring in Xiaobao's baggage, she asked: "Xiaobao, the book in your baggage and a rusty ring, are they grandpa's?" ”

Xiaobao didn't think about it and said: "That book is grandpa's, grandpa said it was his heirloom, said it was passed on to Xiaobao, the ring was picked up by Xiaobao, and in the place where we slept, I slept until something was holding me, and when I opened it, it turned out to be an embroidered ring, and I put it in my grandfather's book." ”

It was the first time he had picked up something of the most valuable and put it away.

It turned out that this was the case, Feng Yun poured into her heart and said secretly, fortunately, the ring was picked up by Xiaobao, not the grandfather's, so she was at ease when she got it.

But that book is the grandfather's family heirloom, since it was passed on to Xiaobao, then keep it for Xiaobao and make a thought.

Listening to Xiaobao's meaning is that the old beggar takes care of Xiaobao a lot, and Xiaobao can live to this day until she finds him.

When I return to the city tomorrow, I will send a subordinate to the ruined temple to inquire whether he has thrown the old beggar into a mass grave or buried it, and after finding it, bury him alive and well, so as to repay him for taking care of Xiaobao.

Xiaobao's body was too dirty, and it took two basins of water to wash it off, and after washing, Feng Yuntian wrapped him in a bath towel and put him on the bed.

"Madam, the clothes have been changed, the slave maid should wear them for the little master."

It just so happened that Mai Dong came over with his clothes.

"Put it here, I'll dress Xiaobao, you go find a headscarf and come over to help Xiaobao dry his hair."

Xiaobao's hair was dirty and knotted, Feng Yuntian finally combed him, it didn't look like much hair at this time, and he could dry it by wiping it with a bandana.

"Okay."

Mai Dong immediately went to the closet to get a headscarf.

Feng Yuntian sorted out all the things they tidied, they all knew where to put them, and when they got the headscarf, they wiped Xiaobao's hair, and Feng Yuntian dressed Xiaobao.

Mai Dong made a small pants for Xiaobao from the cut fabric, Feng Yuntian was very satisfied, Mai Dong was as careful as ever.

After putting on Xiaobao's clothes, Xiaobao's whole person has changed, a young and delicate person, his facial features are very good-looking, but he is too thin.

Of course, his body was also thin, so thin that he was skinny, and Feng Yuntian didn't know how many tears he shed when he was bathing Xiaobao.

"Is Xiaobao hungry?"

Feng Yuntian took Xiaobao in his arms and asked him.

Xiaobao touched his stomach and nodded.