Chapter 2414 She Strives to Grow Up

At this time, in the camera, it was rainy and rainy. The rain was falling from time to time, hitting the ground and washing away the blood stains on the ground. The little child was still standing there, holding the little white rabbit in her arms, and then she pouted her little mouth, and tears rolled down in strings. Her face was obviously covered with rain, but she could be seen crying.

She stumbled forward again, put her hands down, and the little white rabbit fell to the ground, and then she didn't know where it went?

She walked in front of a person lying on the ground, then slowly knelt down and held the man's hand.

"Daddy..."

"Daddy..."

"Take Aying home, Aying misses home."

"Daddy..."

She called Daddy one by one, and pulled the man's sleeve from time to time. She didn't cry loudly, but just such a little expression, with such grievance and despair, almost moved everyone, made people feel pitiful, and even more aggrieved, and their noses were sour.

The rain kept falling, soaking her hair and clothes. The dust on her face was washed away by the rain, but what could not be washed away was the pity of this moment, which was buried in her heart.

Every day from now on, she will be a child without a father, and she will be a child who is not loved by anyone.

The last shot is the child's long eyelashes, and the rain that falls on her eyelashes from time to time, and then flows down her face drop by drop.

"Cut," the director finally called a cut, and he couldn't help but wipe his tears. It's really strange to say that this scene didn't cry so loudly, but the atmosphere created at this time made people feel sad, and everyone present seemed to be infected.

Whether it was a man or a woman, it seemed that they still hadn't come back to their senses, and they were all immersed in the sadness that made them unable to control themselves. Could it be that sadness is really contagious?

Ye Rong hurried over, took off his clothes, wrapped up his daughter, and hugged her tightly.

"Don't be afraid, mom will take you to change clothes," Ye Rong wanted to cry herself. In fact, she didn't see what was filmed just now. She just thought about how cold it would be for her daughter to be alone in the rain.

Although their lives were not rich, and although they didn't have much money, she never let her daughter suffer in this regard.

She put her forehead on her daughter's small forehead and saw that her body temperature was very low and her little face was frozen white.

Others were also anxious to find a doctor, and they also had to boil hot water to give the child a bath, and then drink some milk to let her sweat well. As long as she was taken care of, she should not get sick.

Everyone felt sorry for this child, because this child was so well-behaved, not noisy at all, and was also good at filming, and would not cause trouble for everyone. If it was another child, who knows how much time would be wasted now?

In addition, the child was too young, only three years old. This little person was so strong that even adults couldn't compare to him. Let alone a three-year-old child, let's see if a ten-year-old child could really shoot such a scene.

Everyone helped Yan Huan change clothes and get a quilt. The kitchen cooked a bowl of ginger soup for her.

The ginger soup was very hot and not tasty, but Yan Huan drank it all up without complaining about the bitterness. She often drank this in her previous life. Aunt Gu made it for her. Later, Lu Yi cooked it himself. Every time she felt something wrong, Lu Yi would cook ginger soup for her. After she finished drinking it, she just needed to sleep and sweat a little.

After she finished drinking the ginger soup, she felt a little drowsy. It was not until she was about to fall asleep that she remembered that she was not Yan Huan in her previous life. She was only three years old. She was still a poor little bean. She hadn't grown up yet, and her resistance was not that good.

She had been sleeping in a daze, but she was sweating all over. Fortunately, she didn't have a fever, which was the best thing.

When she had slept enough, she opened her eyes and saw Ye Rong sitting by the bed. There was a little blue under her eyes. Her eyes were dull and her face was not very good.

"Mom..."

Yan Huan stretched out her little hand and grabbed Ye Rong's clothes.

"Mom, Huan Huan is hungry."

She was really hungry. She was so hungry that she wondered if she was awakened by hunger or if she was so hungry that she was weak. She couldn't muster any strength from head to toe.

Ye Rong stood up quickly and took the cup that was placed aside.

Yan Huan had stopped using a bottle a long time ago. She only used a cup with a straw now.

"Huan Huan, let's drink this first. Mom will take you out for dinner later."

Ye Rong touched her daughter's forehead and was relieved after feeling the normal temperature.

The doctor said that her daughter was in good health, and as long as she didn't have a fever, she would be fine. And even if it rained now, it wouldn't be a big problem. If the weather got colder, something serious might happen.

Yan Huan took the cup and held it with her little hands. She drank the milk for morning noodles in the cup. In fact, she didn't want to drink milk powder at all. She wanted to eat meat. She wanted to eat meat.

But let’s not talk about meat now, even whether the food can be eaten in her mouth is a problem. She still has to drink milk, and she has to drink milk all the time, because drinking milk will make her grow taller, no matter what she does , and they can't let themselves be too short. She is not very tall to begin with, but Lu Yi is taller. He is twenty father-in-law taller than her. If she were shorter, how could she stand with Lu Yi in the future? .

So she worked hard to drink milk, no matter how hard it tasted, she would still drink it.

She puffed up her cheeks. Ye Rong still felt sorry for her daughter and thought she was hungry, but this was not home. At home, she could still steam an egg for her. This morning's meal They were all delivered by someone, and everyone had the same food, which was boxed lunches. There was no kitchen here, so she had no way to steam an egg for her daughter.

Her daughter likes steamed eggs the most and can eat two eggs at a time.

Yan Huan drank a lot of milk and was no longer hungry. There would be absolutely no problem if the milk powder filled her stomach.

She burped, and it smelled like milk powder.

Then she hugged the quilt and fell asleep again, and she was not afraid at all, because she knew that her mother would definitely protect her, who is still little.