President, steal a baby from you!

Chapter 114, the day of the paint on the door happened to be the weekend.

Fu Lanyan couldn't hold back her parents who insisted on going back, so she drove them off, and Xiao Zhelin was the only one left at home.

Originally, he was supposed to take him with him, but the little guy had a bit of diarrhea these days, and he was already a little motion sick, so Fu Lanyan still kept him at home after thinking about it.

In addition, by coincidence, Aunt Xie, an acquaintance of the mother, happened to bring her daughter over to get her glasses fitted, and wanted to take their ride back home, and the car happened to be full.

Anyway, it took more than four hours to go home and come back, she thought, just try to get back as soon as possible.

Although this son is young, he is very self-reliant.

She used to go to work, and he was not yet at the age of school, so he was at home alone.

Give him some snacks, tell him a few words, and he will wait for her to come back very obediently, without making noise or making her worry.

Sitting on the carpet for a while and playing with the electric racing car Papa Lei bought for him, Zhelin felt so bored, so he turned on the TV to watch cartoons.

Sitting comfortably on the sofa with his calves crossed up, he was eating with a bag of French fries. The little guy was very engrossed in watching it.

I don't know what happened, but while watching the cartoon, Zhelin suddenly felt a strange smell.

His little eyebrows furrowed slightly, he pinched the seal of the French fries tightly, sniffed and smelled it carefully, and found that it smelled like paint.

His small eyes blinked suspiciously, Zhe Lin didn't understand where the smell of paint came from.

Could it be that Grandma Li next door is decorating the house?

No, my grandma took him to Grandma Li's house yesterday, but there was no sign of decoration, so what's going on?

The little guy was very curious, so he put down the French fries and the remote control in his hand, and walked towards the door with his little hands behind his back.

When he walked behind the door, Zhelin pinched his nose unbearably.

The little hand slapped it, and it was almost choked up.

The closer you get to the gate, the stronger the smell of paint.

Holding his nose with one hand, Zhe Lin stood on tiptoe and struggled to open the doorknob with one hand, wanting to see what was going on outside and where the smell of paint was coming from.

No, he was startled when he opened the door.

A lot of red paint was splashed sporadically on the ground, which looked scary, like blood.

And as he opened the door, he saw paint dripping along the lower edge of the door.

Jumping out of the door, Zhe Lin stood facing his own direction, wanting to see what was going on.

Upon seeing this, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw a lot of paint splashed on the gate of their house and the walls around the gate.

A piece of scarlet, so scary.

It can be seen from the signs that the paint is not dry, it was just splashed on by someone.

Covering his mouth and looking at the paint all over the wall in panic, Zhe Lin was so frightened that his small eyes twinkled.

Who did this, why did you pour paint on their door!

Through observation, Zhe Lin discovered that those paints were simply words written on them.

It's just that some places have been spent, which is not easy to recognize.

Tilting his little head, he carefully tried to make out what the words were.

But he was young and didn't learn many characters, and those characters were written a bit scribbled, so he didn't know them at all.

In desperation, Zhe Lin had no choice but to knock on the door of Grandma Li's house next door.

The one who opened the door was Doudou, the little granddaughter of Grandma Li's family, who is in the third grade of junior high school this year.

Doudou saw that it was Zhelin, and was about to ask him with a smile if he was okay, but Zhelin didn't say anything, pulled her and ran straight to the door, "Sister Doudou, come quickly, help me to see our house. What is written on the door?"

"Ah?" Doudou was confused, not knowing what he was talking about.

She didn't understand until she was dragged to their door by him.

"Oh my god, what...what's going on?" Facing a wall of paint, Doudou was completely dumbfounded.

Little hands gently tugged at the hem of her clothes, Zhe Lin just wanted to quickly find out what was written on the wall above the door.

Intuitively, he guessed that it must not be a good word, but he still wanted to know, "Sister Doudou, tell me quickly, what is written on it?"

"Zhelin, don't worry, my sister will help you look at it." Doudou saw him in such a hurry, patted his little shoulder comfortingly, raised her head and carefully identified it.

After reading it, Doudou's face suddenly turned pale.

Biting her finger and staring at the shocking words on the wall in a daze, Doudou couldn't believe it.

No way, would someone as nice as Aunt Lanyan be a vixen?

Zhelin could tell from her expression that it must be a bad word, the little guy was so anxious that tears fell down, he pulled Doudou's clothes and asked impatiently, "Sister Doudou, what is written on it?" , tell me quickly!"

Doudou looked at him with embarrassment, hesitating whether to tell him or not.

If you tell him, the little guy will definitely not be able to accept it, and his mother has been scolded like that.

But don't say it, Aunt Lan Yan will see it when she comes back.

"Sister Doudou, tell me quickly... what is it? I beg you to tell me, okay..." Zhe Lin was so anxious that tears came down, rubbing his eyes and begging pitifully.

As soon as the little guy cried, Doudou immediately blamed himself, and quickly squatted down to coax him, "Zhe Lin, don't cry, don't cry, my sister will tell you."

Looking up at the words on the wall and the gate again, Doudou bit her lip, and told him the truth, "It's written on the wall that your mother is a vixen who seduces other people's husbands, and also warns your mother to do it on her own, otherwise you will Be rude to her, that's about it."

There are also some swear words such as trampling on Aunt Lanyan, Doudou doesn't want to tell him, after all, he is still so young.

"My mother is not a vixen, they write scribbles!" Widening his eyes in disbelief, Zhe Lin pushed Doudou away, rushed forward with tears, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the door with his hands indiscriminately. word.

The little man, while wiping, cried and protested, "Bastards, you big bastards, whoever I caught wrote it, I want you to look good... My mother is not a vixen, no, no, no, no..."

"Zhe Lin, don't be like this. My sister went to find a rag. You can't wipe it off like this. It's hard to wash your hands later." He just wiped there with both hands, and Doudou stepped forward to pull him distressed.

Seeing him crying with tears all over his face, and stubbornly defending his mother, Doudou couldn't stand it anymore, and wiped away his tears.

My mother said, treat those who have helped you with courtesy.

Swallowing with difficulty, Zhelin wiped his tears with his sleeve, forced a grateful smile from the corner of his mouth, and said to Doudou, "Sister Doudou, you can go back, don't worry about me, I will figure it out myself. "

"It's okay, my sister will help you. There are so many, when will you wipe them off?" Doudou shook her head, and as she said that, she was about to go into their house to fetch water and a rag.

Zhe Lin rushed forward, stretched out his hand to block her, sobbed with a pair of wet eyes, and shook his head begging her, "Sister, don't worry about it, okay? This is my family's business, I want to solve it myself. You just need to help me keep it a secret , Just don’t tell others the content of these words, I will be very grateful to you. Don’t worry, my mother is not at home today, and I will wipe it clean before she comes back. "

Doudou also shook her head, insisting on helping him, "No, you are so small, and the top is so high, you can't touch it, sister will help you. Don't worry, sister will never tell others, and sister will not believe those nonsense. "

"Thank you, Sister Doudou! However, please go back. I know you mean well, but I want to wipe it myself... I can use a broom to clean the places that cannot be wiped, or I can use a mop to mop it. Anyway, I I just want to find my own way...I don't want my mother to be bullied...I beg you, please, go back...In short, thank you for telling me the above content..."

Wiping the tears on his face with the back of his hand, Zhelin turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch water and a rag.

Seeing what he said, Doudou couldn't say anything more.

Although she doesn't often come to live in grandma's house, grandma tells everyone that the little Zhelin next door is very sensible, and she has played with him a few times before, and has a good impression of this little boy. I found that he is really sensible, like a little adult.

If it was her, she would probably be shocked, but he was so calm and insisted on wiping it by himself.

Glancing anxiously at the little figure in the kitchen who was holding water on a small bench, Doudou sighed helplessly, and went back with her palms in her hands.

She decided to learn more from this little brother in the future, stop losing her temper with her parents at every turn, and listen to her parents like little Zhelin, and be a good and sensible child.

After Doudou left, Zhe Lin came out of the door with a small basin of water. The little guy who had collected his emotions decided to quickly find a way to get rid of those words on the wall, at least before his mother came back, to make those words blurred , just don’t let mom see the content.

Even if you are sad, you have to bear it. Mom will be back in a few hours. He doesn't have much time, so he can't just cry there, he has to do business.

Pots of water were poured on the wall one after another. Zhe Lin set up a bench and used a wet broom to smear the words on the wall one by one.

Going back and forth to catch water, climbing up and down on the stool, and brushing the wall over and over again, the little child was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but he didn't feel tired.

After the words were roughly scrambled, Zhe Lin squatted in front of the door, wiping the paint on the door vigorously with a rag.

While wiping, the little guy shed tears, and bit his lip angrily scolding the villain who splashed the paint, "My mother is not a vixen, you are making a false accusation, be careful, I will tell the police uncle, you villains..."

Lin Xia walked out of the elevator carrying the fruit, looked down and saw that the ground was full of water, accompanied by a strong smell of paint.

She couldn't help but frowned curiously, wondering what was going on, could it be that the sewer was broken, or was it being renovated?

Stepping on the water marks all the way to the door of Yanyan's house, I saw a small figure squatting on the ground from a distance, holding the door to wipe something, and then sweeping the ground and the wall, Lin Xia was completely shocked and couldn't say anything Come on.

With the fruit in his hand falling to the ground with a bang, Lin Xia covered his mouth and rushed forward, looking at the paint on the wall in surprise, and asked Zhe Lin on the ground inexplicably, "Zhe Lin, what's going on? Your family how so?"

Hearing it was the godmother's voice, Zhelin immediately threw away the rag in his hand, stood up, turned around, looked at her with an aggrieved face, and burst into tears, "Godmother..."

"Don't cry, Zhe Lin, there's a godmother here." Seeing that his body was covered in paint, and his small face looked like a cat, Lin Xia was so distressed, she quickly squatted down and hugged him into her arms .

Rubbing his eyes lightly with the back of his hand, Zhe Lin tilted his head and leaned on Lin Xia's shoulder, weeping and twitching, "Godmother, I don't know who is splashing paint at the door of our house... I asked Sister Doudou what was written on it. What is it, she said that someone called my mother a vixen, and said that my mother seduces other people's husbands, and warned her to do it herself...Godmother, tell me, my mother is not such a person, right? They are talking nonsense, I want to tell the police uncle!"

"Don't believe these words, your mother is certainly not that kind of person!" After hearing this, Lin Xia was so angry that her teeth trembled, "Zhe Lin, did you see who splashed it?"

"No..." Shaking his head, Zhelin cried so sadly.

"Bastard, if I catch them, I will have to skin them!" Holding the crying child in his arms, getting up and entering the door, Lin Xia probably knew it in his heart.

At the beginning, Yanyan advised Yanyan to find out about the man's situation before talking to others, but she refused to listen. Now it's all right, something happened.

How could it be possible for a person with such good conditions to have never been married? This girl is easy to cheat.

It's Lei Yao, right?

Very good, Lei Yao, just wait for me, if you dare to play with Yanyan in our family, if you dare to bully my godson, I, Lin Xia, will never end with you!

Carrying Zhe Lin to the sofa and sitting down, Lin Xia came back with a basin of hot water, took a towel and soap to help him wash his hands and face.

Rubbing the paint on his hands, Lin Xia smiled and comforted the child whose eyes were red from crying, "Zhe Lin, don't be sad, the godmother will investigate this matter clearly. You can take a good bath by yourself in a while and change into a clean body." The clothes and the paint on the door are handed over to the godmother, and I will clean them before your mother comes back."

"Let me help you, godmother. There are so many, you can't clean them all at once." Zhelin looked at the godmother gratefully, sobbing.

Touching his paint-stained face, Lin Xia shook her head distressedly, "No, you're sweating profusely from exhaustion, covered in paint, and you're almost turning into a little cat. Your mother can't wait to die when she sees it. Be good. , Listen to what godmother says."

"Okay, thank you, godmother!" Nodding to Lin Xia with tears, Zhe Lin was completely moved.

"Stupid boy, is that the godmother who calls so casually? Why are you being polite to me?" Lin Xia gave him a funny look while rubbing the paint on his hands.

This kid is really sensible.

I just saw him squatting there alone wiping paint, and I almost couldn't hold back my tears.

At such a young age, knowing how to protect her own mother, it is not in vain to give birth to him.

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