"My name is Wang Xiaofei..."

When the little beggar Wang Xiaofei said this, Wang Jiawang and Xiu'er both had tears in their eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiu'er can't have children now, and it has always been her regret that she has not been able to give birth to a son to Wang Jiawang, and she has always wanted Wang Jiawang to find another one, after all, there is no son in the future, and there will be no child under his knees and no one to support him.

But Wang Jiawang has a deep and unshakable relationship with her, and has a five-year-old daughter, Wang Jiawang thinks about it, it is better to raise a son.

Originally, Wang Jiawang planned to buy a son, but since he saw Wang Xiaofei, he felt that Wang Xiaofei was always very close to him, and Wang Xiaofei's eyes also made him decide to adopt him.

"Okay, good, good, son, my mother will boil water for you, take a hot bath later, and my mother will talk to you. Xiu'er said excitedly, tears like pearls couldn't help but roll down Xiumei's cheeks.

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A large round wooden barrel, containing half a bucket of hot water at the right temperature, Wang Xiaofei took off his tattered short clothes, squatted inside, his body was full of mud and dirt, his body looked dark, greasy and dirty, his body was thin like ribs, and there were not a few taels of meat on his body.

A black thing slightly smaller than a thumb like a round ball was hung on Wang Xiaofei's chest with a thin string as thin as a hair. If you don't look closely, it's hard to see the thin line, and from a distance, this ball-like thing looks like a big black mole growing out of Wang Xiaofei's chest.

Xiu'er held a wooden scoop and poured water on Wang Xiaofei's body, and she had to soak Wang Xiaofei's body first, so that the sludge on Wang Xiaofei's body could be completely washed.

Xiu'er gently rubbed Wang Xiaofei's back with her gentle hand, "Xiaofei, do you know how old you are?" Xiu'er asked gently.

"I don't know, I... I don't remember anything. Wang Xiaofei tried hard to recall, but found that he didn't have any memory of how he appeared in Qingyang City in his mind, and he didn't have any memory before Qingyang City, as if he suddenly fell from the sky, he lowered his head and replied a little confused.

He looked at the spherical thing hanging from his chest, and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

After soaking in the water for a while, Wang Xiaofei grabbed the thing hanging on his chest and felt a little soft.

Wang Xiaofei made this big discovery, he hurriedly rubbed it hard, and a large piece of black mud fell into the bucket, and the spherical thing suddenly shrank around, originally a thumb was slightly smaller, but now it is even smaller, only slightly larger than the thumb nail.

As the black mud peeled off, I slowly saw what it was.

It is a tripod, white as jade three-legged and two-eared small tripod, the small tripod is exquisite, there are many patterns on the tripod body, and there are three small clusters of blur on the tripod body of the three-legged opposite, it seems to be carved on what words are carved on it, but it is too small to see clearly.

It's hard to imagine who has the skill to make such a small and exquisite tripod.

Xiao Ding's two ears were tied by a thin thread like a hair, hanging on Wang Xiaofei's chest, no matter how Wang Xiaofei moved, whether it was jumping or running, Xiao Ding was majestic and immovable, like an immovable king.

Wang Xiaofei stared at this Xiao Ding, his eyes were fascinated, and he muttered: "Creation... Creation ......"

"Xiaofei, what's wrong?" Xiu'er asked a little worriedly: "Why is it like you have lost your soul, when you get up, my mother will change you to a bucket of clean hot water, this bucket of water is too dirty." ”

"Oh...... Oh, I'll get up. Wang Xiaofei hurriedly replied.

After taking a shower and changing into new clothes, Xiu'er took Wang Xiaofei to make a bed and bedding in an empty room for him.

After a busy round of survival, it's time for lunch.

"Mother, I'm back, I'm hungry. ”

A lark-like voice came from the courtyard, and then a five-year-old girl trotted in with a rattle on her wrist, her black and shiny hair tied back with two small braids, and she was also shaking as she ran.

The little girl's small face is delicate, there is still some baby fat on her melon seed face, and there is a beautiful little dimple on the right cheek when she laughs, which is very cute.

"It's Mengmeng who is back, and my mother will make you something to eat right away, will it be okay later?" Xiu'er discussed with Xiao Mengmeng and said.

"Okay! Then I'll wait a little longer, just a while! Meng Meng will be hungry if she waits for a long time. Meng Meng's little hand supported her little head, thought about it and nodded her little head and said.

"Meng Meng is so good!" Xiu'er praised with a smile.

And said: "By the way, Mengmeng, there will be a little brother who will live in our house in the future, he will be your brother, are you happy to have a brother with you?"

"Brother, is it like the wind brother of the uncle's family?" asked Mengmeng with wide eyes.

"Well, he will take care of you more than your brother Feng and will protect you. From now on, he will be your own brother. Xiu'er said.

"Brother, where are you!" Mengmeng looked at her room, and asked after looking at Xiu'er and Wang Jiawang's room.

"In that room, Mengmeng is going to talk to her brother, okay? Xiu'er pointed to Wang Xiaofei's room and said to Mengmeng.

"Good!"

Then he trotted, the bell rattled and shook his two pigtails and ran into Wang Xiaofei's room.

In the room, Wang Xiaofei was staring blankly at Xiao Ding hanging on his chest.

"Where did this come from? Did my relatives put it on me? Why didn't they want me, did they hate me, or did I accidentally lose it. Where did I come from, and why don't I remember anything?"

Wang Xiaofei looked at Xiao Ding's mind in a mess, but these thoughts were temporarily left behind by him.

Because every time he looks at Xiao Ding, he always has an inexplicable heartache feeling, like his heart is being held and pinched, and he can't get any breathing.

A tear rolled down from Wang Xiaofei's eyes silently, and dripped on the white jade-like Xiaoding, "Tick!" The white jade Xiaoding suddenly emitted a pale white shimmer and disappeared in a flash.

"Hmm, Xiao Ding was glowing just now, or was I dazzled?" Wang Xiaofei muttered to himself.

"Squeak!" the door opened, and Moe Meng ran into the house. "Are you my brother?" Meng Meng looked at Wang Xiaofei with big eyes and said with some grievances: "Why don't you speak?" Wang Xiaofei just looked at Meng Meng with wide eyes and didn't speak, as if he had lost his soul.

"Meng Meng..."Wang Xiaofei muttered in his mouth.

"Huh, how do you know that my name is Mengmeng, did my mother tell you?" Mengmeng asked, "Why are you crying?"

Wang Xiaofei's face was full of tears at some point.