Chapter 657 My Sister Will Adopt You

Xia Ling looked at this scene, feeling a little funny and a little sad.

How could such a cute child be abandoned just because he was abandoned? How can there be such cruel parents in the world? If it was her Shao Hui, even if the child was not as beautiful and lovely, she would not be willing to touch him with a finger, and would definitely protect him like a jewel, and would never abandon him no matter what.

However, God is so ironic.

So she wanted a child, but she couldn't get one. People who get children don’t cherish them.

She looked at the figures playing happily in the small garden, and her nose felt a little sore. The summer breeze blows by, bringing with it a faint fragrance of roses.

The child turned his head inadvertently and saw her.

A smile broke out on his little face with some baby fat. He put down the half-peeled nuts in his hand, stepped on his short legs, and stumbled towards her. "Sister, give me a hug..." He opened his hands to her.

Over the past few days, they have gotten along well, and the child is very attached to her.

So Xia Ling bent down and picked him up. Although the little guy was still small, he was very heavy and made her arms feel a little sore. She asked the child: "Are you good today?"

The little guy said in a sweet voice: "Be good..."

The nanny came out and wanted to take the child from Xia Ling's hands: "Miss, let me hold her. Don't be tired."

Xia Ling did not let go as usual, but continued to hold the child, looking at the cute little face, full of hesitation in her heart. Should we send him to an orphanage?

But what should we do if we don’t send it?

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" The child was very sensitive and quickly noticed that Xia Ling was not feeling well.

Xia Ling forced a smile: "Sister is fine." After thinking for a while, she asked him, "Little friend, do you really not say the names of your uncle and family members? Don't you say your own name? My sister can't find it now. Your family, if you continue like this, will have no choice but to send you to an orphanage."

The child didn't know if he understood what "orphanage" meant, and stretched out his fat and short hands to wrap around Xia Ling's neck: "I don't want to leave my sister."

Xia Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You should go back to your uncle and the others." She was also very reluctant to leave him, but he was a child of someone else's family after all, and he couldn't really be separated from his family. "Be good, tell sister your name and your uncle's name." She coaxed patiently.

The child's mouth was tight, and he shook his little head vigorously, but did not say anything.

The nanny came up with an idea: "Miss, otherwise, you can hand him over to the police station, and the police will say nothing if they threaten you." Although she is a kind servant, she is very simple and rude in raising children.

Xia Ling glared at her and said in a harsh tone: "Nonsense!"

The nanny was scolded by her and stopped talking.

The young lady seldom loses her temper and always smiles at her servants. Occasionally, the bed is not made in time or the dishes are overcooked, but she doesn't take it seriously. But he didn't expect that he would suddenly become angry just because of a lost child. The nanny lowered her head and reminded herself in her mind that she should pay more attention to this child in the future.

Xia Ling also felt that her tone had been harsh just now, and she wanted to appease the nanny, but she held back her words again. When it comes to this child, she doesn't want to make any mistakes. Being stricter has its advantages. At least the nanny will know how much this child is in her heart, and she will not dare not to be dedicated in the future.

With this thought, she no longer cared about the nanny and carried the little boy into the house.

The child probably knew how hard it was to hold her, so he struggled to get off the ground: "I'll walk by myself, I'll walk by myself..."

Xia Ling put him down and continued to ask the names of his family members.

The little boy said aggrievedly: "Uncle really didn't let me say it, wuwuwu, I can't tell you."

Xia Ling had a headache: "If you don't tell me, how should I send you home?"

"My uncle said," the little boy sobbed, "he wants me to stay with my mother."

"Then what's your mother's name?"

"My uncle didn't let me say it either."

Xia Ling felt like she was going to collapse. Who on earth was this child's uncle? Why don't you say this or that? She began to believe that the police were right. It was possible that the child had been abandoned on purpose. Isn't the usual tactic used by abandoned prisoners these days "I'll take you to xxx, and you just wait here obediently"?

The child looked at her with watery eyes.

After a long time, he stretched out his short hand and gently pulled the corner of her clothes: "Sister."

Xia Ling didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Sister, you won't want me, will you?" the child said cautiously.

Xia Ling's heart suddenly throbbed slightly. "How is that possible?" She realized that her reaction just now had frightened the child, so she quickly said, "Sister likes you so much, she won't let you go."

"Then," the child was still very cautious, with a milky voice but a serious expression, "don't send me to an orphanage, okay?"

Her heart ached again.

If given a choice, which child would want to go to an orphanage?

Even if the dean and teachers there are very good, orphans are orphans. Who doesn't long for a complete family? "Okay, sister won't send you to the orphanage." She blurted out before thinking rationally.

"I knew my sister was the best!" The little boy grinned happily and kissed her on the cheek.

Xia Ling unconsciously stroked his soft and fluffy short hair with one hand, thinking in her heart, if she didn't go to the orphanage, she would have to keep this child. How to stay? Adoption?

As soon as the word "adoption" comes to mind, it grows unstoppably like weeds.

How she wanted to have a child of her own. Since Shao Hui's death, she felt that a piece of her heart had been hollowed out, and she often dreamed about it at midnight, feeling lost. Four years ago, Li Lei had repeatedly persuaded her to adopt, but at that time, and even these years, she had never really adopted a child.

Deep down in her heart, she felt that adoption was a betrayal of the dead Shao Hui.

However, this little boy is different.

For some reason, she felt that they hit it off so well, there was a natural sense of intimacy.

The little boy arched and arched in her arms, and said in a childlike voice: "I want to be with my sister, I like my sister the most."

Xia Ling lowered her head and looked at him.

What a...silly boy.

When they met for the first time a few days ago, she felt that this child was silly and cute, and he was not wary of strangers at all. He must be well cared for, otherwise, how can he survive in this dangerous world.

In an instant, she made up her mind: "Sister will adopt you."

"Really? That's great! From now on, I can be with my sister every day!" The child laughed happily, and kissed her hard on the face again.