Dirty Games

On Friday, when Jing Xiaomeng arrived at the lakeside villa, she found that there was an extra child inside.

He was sitting on the mat, building blocks, looking thin and weak, and a little pale.

Perhaps because of thin, a pair of eyes appear particularly big.

"Auntie, are you looking for my dad? He's taking a bath. " His childish voice is like a thin thread running through Jing Xiaomeng's heart.

She was stunned and then startled.

Daddy?

This child's name is Lu Haoyang?

Is he Kangkang?

"What's your name, little friend?" She squatted down with a gentle smile.

"Kangkang." Said the little boy.

It was really him.

Jing Xiaomeng sighs in her heart. She has mixed feelings and tastes.

"Are you building a house? Well done?"

"I want to pile high, but they are not good and always fall." Kangkang said with a soft voice.

Although he is one year older than Yaya and Hanhan, his behavior is quite different from Yaya's brother and sister.

In a few months, Yaya Hanhan found that they were different.

For this reason, Dr. an specially invited American gifted children education experts to train them in IQ and EQ, and joined Mensa club.

Sometimes, they are so independent that she doesn't feel existential.

"Kangkang, my aunt will play with you, OK?"

"Good." He nodded.

Jing Xiaomeng sat down beside him and helped him pile up.

Yaya and Han Han haven't played with children's toys since they were two years old.

As an ordinary IQ person, she deeply felt that there was an insurmountable generation gap with her children.

She will always be the loser at chess.

For piano, she can only play a piece that has never changed for thousands of years.

Painting, from her pen out of all like earthworms.

The most hateful is the Rubik's cube. She can't restore it after two months, but Yaya and Han Han only need two minutes. If it's not for the limited development of her little finger, it will take seconds to calculate.

Every children's day, Christmas, see parents have to go to the toy store to buy toys for their children, but she does not know what to buy for her children.

Once, she bought a transformer back and wanted to give it to Han Han. In return, he made a mockery of him: mummy, you are naive.

Having gifted children at home is not a blessing, but a worry.

If they had not left Lu Haoyang, they would have been three mountains, weighing heavily on her skull, and there would never be room for them to turn over.

In their eyes, she was a trilobite, a paramecium with a low IQ, and she didn't even have a chance to hold her head up.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing.

"Groaning, what are you thinking about?" Lu Haoyang's voice came from the stairs.

"I was thinking that Mr. Lu still has a son." She quickly regained her consciousness and said with a smile.

Pretend! Lu Haoyang snorted in his heart.

Kangkang got up from the mat and ran to him. "Daddy, you've finished washing, Xiangxiang."

Lu Haoyang gently picked him up and kissed his small face. "Today, what did you learn from the teacher?"

Because Kangkang is not in good health and has poor resistance, Lu Haoyang did not send him to kindergarten, but asked a tutor to teach at home.

"Learn to read, count, and draw." Kangkang said.

"Tell Daddy, what's one plus one?"

Kangkang held out two little fingers, "one plus one equals two."

"That's right. Great!" Lu Haoyang thumbs up.

Jing Xiaomeng remembers that she once wanted to teach Yaya and Han Han arithmetic. Unexpectedly, she asked how much one plus one equals. They recited the addition table, subtraction table, multiplication table and division table fluently.

It doesn't give her any sense of superiority as a mother.

"Daddy, this aunt looks like the mother in the picture." Kangkang suddenly utters a sentence, which scares jingxiaomeng.

She looks like Du Ruoling, not at all.

"Where's Kangkang's Mommy?" She asked on purpose.

"Mommy has gone on a trip and hasn't come back, but I have her picture." Kang Kang said, jumping off Lu Haoyang's leg, ran to his small schoolbag, and pulled out a picture frame from it.

"Auntie, this is my mommy. Daddy says she is the best looking mummy in the world." Kangkang looked at her as she spoke.

Her heart trembled like a string touched.

The woman in the picture is her, not Du Ruoling.

Did Lu Haoyang really say that she is the best looking mummy in the world?

Thinking, she warmed from the inside out.

Lu Haoyang cast a faint glance at her. When he said such a thing, it must be the little guy's wrong memory. He is clearly the most stupid woman in the world."Does Kangkang Miss Mommy?" Jing Xiaomeng stroked his head.

"Yes, all children have mothers, only Kangkang has no mummy." His little face drooped and looked pathetic.

Jing Xiaomeng's mother nature and love in her heart were called up, "Mommy will come back soon."

"Auntie, are you mommy? You're the same as in the picture. " Kangkang asked.

"I'm not Mommy." Jing Xiaomeng said sorry.

"Can you be a mommy? You're the same as in the picture." Kangkang raised her eyes and looked at her pitifully. It seemed that she was his mother.

"Baby." Jing Xiaomeng hugged his thin body. "Mommy can't be replaced. As long as you're good, Mommy will come back."

"That's what Mama Li said. I'm very good. I don't cry when I fall down and I don't cry when I'm injected. I eat a lot of food every day, but my mother still doesn't come back."

Kangkang blinked, and a crystal clear tear fell down. "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure..."

His childish voice constantly hit her heart and soul.

After singing, he shrunk his mouth, "Kangkang has no mother, Kangkang is grass."

This deeply hurt jingxiaomeng's heart and tore her soul.

For this child, she has always been contradictory.

The blood of his enemies flowed through him.

She didn't know how to face him.

I don't know whether to accept him or not.

Now, seeing his poor and weak appearance, all her scruples suddenly disappeared.

She had no way to be cruel and hurt an innocent child.

She picked up a paper towel and wiped the tears from her face. "Then I'll be Kangkang's mother. Kangkang is the treasure of Mommy, not grass."

"Mommy!" Kangkang burst into tears and laughed, and put his little arm around her neck.

Lu Haoyang was watching them.

Today, he specially brought Kangkang here.

He knew that Kangkang was a knot in her heart. If she could accept Kangkang sincerely, the knot would be untied naturally.

Originally, he wanted to tell her the truth, but he couldn't get through the heart.

She abandoned him for four years and refused to admit her identity. He could not digest the anger.

It's going to have to wait for her to admit her mistake.

After Kangkang fell asleep, Lu Haoyang took her to the study.

"This is what Tommy got from Mrs. Du."

She was shocked. Tommy was more efficient than she thought.

She was shocked to see the picture.

I didn't expect that Murong Yanren, an old Zhuhuang, had such a method. He was worthy of being the originator of Xiaosan.

"Tomorrow, you can go to the man, but never get along with him alone!"

"Why?" Jing Xiaomeng is confused.

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