Chapter 1012 A Thinking Child

"I don't want it to happen again, you understand?"

Chu Lu had a pair of calm black eyes. Although his voice was soft, the warning contained in it was extremely strong. He paid her to act in a play, but she couldn't do it at all. What did he want her to do?

"I understand, Mr. Chu."

Yang Ruolin kept the hand she held behind her back tightly. She took a shower later and dyed her hand with the smell of Xia Ruoxin. But she was obviously Yang Lin, not Xia Ruoxin. Why did she She wants to be Xia Ruoxin, she wants to be a dead woman, not her true self. At this time, her injustice and unwillingness have completely made her forget why she is here and why she is standing here. .

Her reason was none other than to become a stand-in for a woman named Xia Ruoxin.

She tried hard to imitate Xia Ruoxin's temperament, manners, dressing style, and even learned painting with her. Sometimes even she would go crazy. Is she really Xia Ruoxin, but she accidentally got lost? , and lost my memory again.

It's just impossible, she's not crazy yet, she still knows that she is Yang Ruolin, she has memories from the past, she remembers where she was born, how many people are in her family, and she clearly remembers everything that happened to her. .

But this time when she was imitating someone every day, she actually integrated herself into this character. She thought she must be crazy, or even if she wasn't crazy, she was going crazy.

Xiao Yudian came out from outside and ran towards her. Then he smelled the smell and raised his face obediently to look at her. She would not take the initiative to let Yang Ruolin hug her, nor did she call her mother, although she was not very good at it. say.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yudian, are you hungry?" Yang Ruolin knelt down and held the child's soft hand. Although she was smiling, she was not satisfied with the child's unfamiliar presence. Her biological daughter, she really couldn't do it, and she really couldn't do it. How could she pretend to be so intimate and not related by blood?

Xiao Yudian stared at her with eyes like black grapes. Then she lowered her head and looked at the big hand holding her little hand. Then she took out her little hand and put it behind her back. She was observing and thinking. , is this her mother? She looks like her, but she is not her mother. Her temperament is more and more like her father. After so long, she is still observing.

She pushed the door open, and Chu Lu inside was handling work in the study. Since his daughter was found, he brought home much more work than before. Even when he went to the company, most of the time, I will also take my daughter with me.

As soon as there was a sound at the door, Chu Lu put down the pen in his hand, then stretched out his hand, "Baby, come here, daddy."

Xiao Yudian ran over with her short legs, then climbed onto Chu Lu's legs and sat on her father's legs. A pair of small hands also grabbed her father's clothes. Young children have many things on their minds.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you were looking for your mother?" Chu Lu rubbed his daughter's little head. He didn't expect that his daughter would be so cautious and repulsive to strangers. Even Yang Ruolin had been here for nearly half a month. , but she still didn't want to get too close to Yang Ruolin, nor would she let Yang Ruolin hold her. He knew that it was not easy for his daughter to accept someone. It always took a certain amount of time and a certain process.

But at the very least, the child no longer has to hold his face in a daze every day. He has a ready-made person and a ready-made photo frame.

When it was time to eat in the evening, Xiao Yudian climbed onto a small chair by herself. Zheng Anze sat opposite her. Chu Lu sat next to her daughter. He pushed his bowl forward and Xiao Dian automatically took the spoon to eat. In dad's bowl, what he likes to eat, then his brother's, and finally his own.

Yang Ruolin also tried to please him by pushing his bowl forward, but Xiao Yudian lowered his head and ate the food in his bowl. This really shocked Yang Ruolin, thinking to himself, why is this little girl so difficult to handle? of.

She picked up her chopsticks and was just about to pick up the vegetables when she remembered what Chu Lu had said about some of Xia Ruoxin's living habits. Xia Ruoxin was not picky about food, but she didn't know how to eat everything. For example, there were a few things she didn't like. There are radishes and ginger, and the meals cooked by the chef at home today obviously contain these two.

Just because Xia Ruoxin didn't like it, it didn't mean that Yang Ruolin hated it, and these two combinations just happened to be what she liked. She liked them very much, but she could only pick out these two things in her bowl.

Chu Lu's eyes fell on Yang Ruolin's face, and his dark pupils dimmed slightly. This was Xia Ruoxin, which he had created with his own hands, and it had already begun to take shape.

Xiao Yudian suddenly put down the spoon, climbed off the chair, and stood in front of Yang Ruolin, staring at her with a pair of black pearl eyes.

"Feed her," Chu Lu said lightly. He knew that it was because Yang Ruolin's habits were so similar to Xia Ruoxin's that Xiao Yudian regained some sense of familiarity.

Yang Ruolin then took the spoon and started feeding Xiao Yudian one by one.

This child is actually very easy to raise. She is not very picky about food and eats whatever comes to her mouth. However, she never eats food from strangers. There were several times when Yang Ruolin wanted to try to feed her. The child always turned his face away and refused to eat.

At this moment, Yang Ruolin felt like he had finally made it through.

Xiao Yudian just ate a few mouthfuls, and then returned to his little chair. He climbed up on the chair and ate by himself. Although Chu Lu loved this daughter very much, he also thought about letting her be a happy little rice bug. But she is not pampering her daughter endlessly. She has to wear her own clothes, eat her own food, and even wash her own small clothes. Therefore, although Xiao Yudian is a delicate child, she cannot knock her. , untouchable, but not enchanting.

At night, in a small basin, the little raindrops were washing her small clothes in a decent manner. She washed them by hand, and she was not allowed to use the washing machine to avoid hurting her.

Yang Ruolin was also squatting on the side, washing the clothes with her hands with some tears in her eyes. She had not liked washing clothes since she was a child. Even if she rented a house again, she always had to buy a washing machine, but now Chu Lu actually asked her to come over. Clothes still had to be washed by hand, and the old clothes she got were all thrown into the washing machine, so she had no choice but to take a new piece of clothing and wash it.

Xiao Yudian glanced at her, then raised his little face and smiled at her.