Qu Tan'er just asked, when he saw Mo Liancheng suddenly move his steps, and he shot with lightning speed, supporting the little boy with the blanket with one hand, and followed the veins on the boy's body with the other hand, and tapped a few times quickly .

The little boy spit out three mouthfuls of muddy water, and opened his eyes faintly.

Probably because the terrible memory of drowning was still vivid in his head, and seeing the unfamiliar environment, he burst into tears with a wow.

"Mother! Mother! I want mother!—Whoa! Whoa!—"

The little boy cried until Qu Tan'er's eyes turned red.

Seeing him like this, her heart was slightly touched. The kid in her memory...Because of various things, she missed the growth of her own child when she was a child.It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the child had grown up and no longer needed to act like a baby to his mother.

Qu Tan'er bent over and smiled at him friendly, "Don't be afraid, it's all right, your mother is waiting for you outside, you want to find him, I'll take you out to find him?"

"Sister Fairy?" The little boy sobbed and stretched out his hand.

"Yes." Qu Tan'er laughed even more happily, just about to hold his little hand...

Suddenly, a soft hum came from next to his ear, and before Qu Tan'er met the little boy, Mo Liancheng firmly picked it up with the blanket, and carried it all the way to the gate like a chicken.

The little boy endured this sudden stubble and began to cry loudly again.

Qu Tan'er was behind the two, yelling helplessly and amusedly, "Chengcheng! Don't do this! You're frightening the child!"

Mo Liancheng disliked him very much. He didn't even treat his own son with courtesy. Could it be that he had to treat other people's children with courtesy?

But this is just thinking about it in my heart.

Ask him to say it, cough, there is no need.

The little boy struggled and cried all the way.

A group of people outside the door also waited for the miracle to appear with bitter faces, until someone noticed the crying of the child, and someone pushed the woman who had lost her soul and stared blankly.

"Qiqi his mother, listen, is it Qiqi's cry?"

The woman came back to her senses, "Qiqi? Where is Qiqi? My Qiqi! My miserable Qiqi, you can't leave mother like this..."

She was crying, and suddenly her whole body shook, she seemed to hear the cry of a child, and she rushed out the door crying.

The big man in charge of guarding the gate obeyed the master's instructions, and no outsider was determined to let it in.

Therefore, the woman could not take a step into the big house at all.

The child's cries grew louder and clearer.

The woman's face went from gray and pale in despair, to unbelievable, to blissful brows. The moment before, she seemed to have been pulled out of her whole body. At this moment, she was full of strength. She stomped her feet excitedly and pointed at the door, "I I heard it! It’s Qiqi’s voice! It’s Qiqi’s voice! Lord bless you! The Bodhisattva has appeared! It’s my Qiqi!”

He was praying to the sky with his hands clasped together, when a black shadow was thrown in front of him, the woman reached out to catch it, the first thing she touched was the child's stripped upper body, her eyes met the child's innocent eyes unexpectedly, the woman burst into tears Eye sockets filled, heart clenched, hands trembling, hugging the lost and recovered child tightly in her arms, kissing wildly, "Qiqi! Baby! My baby! Why are you so naughty and ran to the river to play?! You know I don't know, if you really have a chance, your mother won't be able to live, she won't be able to live!..."

The woman was so excited that she could only cry that she would not be able to live without her child.

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