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That is to say, when he is healthy, he will go back with him.Lin Ming's face was full of reluctance, and he was extremely frustrated.Lin Qiao sat down beside him, holding the child's fidgeting hand.He thought: "His hands are really not small; he must be a tall man when he grows up. But he must not be like Lin Changxi at all. He is short and fat, and children are much more beautiful than him."

The child glanced at him.

Lin Qiao couldn't help but think of the child's mother who ran away.Would she be willing to leave a young child with an alcoholic?But she had already run away, and only the child endured it.

Lin Qiao hadn't gone to work yet, and was spending day and night with the child in the hospital.Ke Xue called to see him, but he had already refused several times, and now she was throwing a temper tantrum and ignoring him.It may be a psychological effect. They all felt that there was a faint smell of blood in Lin Changxi's room, and the bloody scene a few days ago was nailed in their minds like a photo.Lin Qiao covered the child with the quilt, turned off the lights, and sent him off to his uncle.

The street market is still empty, only a row of white street lamps.

Lin Changqing lit a cigarette and handed Lin Qiao one: "Are you working here too?"

"Yes. We are neighbors. I also like Xiao Ming."

"The child was sensible when he was young and didn't make people worry about it. When he was in his hometown, his father vented his anger on his wife every three days. Later, when he ran away, he vented his anger on the child. We all thought that he should change his temper when he went to other places, maybe he might not. Someone was beaten. Who knows that the New Year is just around the corner, and the police suddenly called and said that your nephew was stabbed by your brother, and everyone went to the hospital. Relatives and friends didn’t know about it. Just the few of us, the New Year has not passed , see the sorrow of the sky."

"You can't take care of him?"

"I can't control it, it's his son, can we, as relatives, get past his father's control?"

Lin Qiao was still a little angry at his answer. He put the cigarette in his hand, and heard Lin Changqing continue to say: "We plan to take the child back in a few days. Anyway, the two families will share the child support together."

As he said that, he gave the name of a county that Lin Qiao had never heard of, and Lin Qiao suddenly lost the strength to agree. In such a remote place, separated by mountains and mountains, it would take more than a day by car and train.He opened the door and changed a quilt that he didn't cover much on the bed.There was nothing of value in the house - old and worn locks all over the place, and thieves were often seen around the end of the year.They are used to hiding important things or storing them in the bank, and there are only a few utensils at home.He explained everything and took a taxi to the hospital.The neon lights outside the car window are like thousands of lights, but it is very lonely.

He went back into the house and found the child getting up in the dark.

The child tugged at him, coquettishly: "I want to sleep with my brother."

He was probably a little sad, since Lin Changqing came here this morning, he showed a kind of childish uneasiness.It turned out that when Lin Qiao took him into the house to avoid his father, the child would kick off the quilt and go in to warm up first.At that time, the child washed up below, and then sat on the edge of the bed to wash his feet.He splashed the water twice, Lin Qiao grabbed the towel and handed it to him.As soon as he finished wiping, Lin Qiao took him off the bed again.

The quilt was warm, as if hiding the sun.

The child rolled over, got inside, and looked at Lin Qiao with a smile.

Already a teenager in his teens, there was a faint look of an older child between his brows and eyes.But she is still cute, with fair and clear skin, a straight nose, and light pink lips that are not very full, like a smile, full of satisfaction, filled with clear spring water.He looked at Lin Qiao with a little wit, his whole body was lively.

Lin Qiao suddenly felt reluctant.He leaned against Lin Ming, holding the child's back.The back is hard and may have little flesh. "Do you like your uncle?"

Lin Ming shook his head.

"Did uncle treat you badly?" Lin Changqing was a man who looked mediocre.Maybe such a person will only care about his children meticulously.Lin Ming has been away from home for so long, his face has faded from the day-to-day toil.The child shook his head briefly, like a sullen log.

Chapter 13

When Lin Qiao found Lin Changqing downstairs, he was smoking a cigarette by the flower pond.People passing by to see a doctor and take medicine came and went, and the floor in front of the hospital just south was shining brightly from the sun.Lin Qiao watched him smoke one and walked over: "I don't think Lin Ming really wants to go back to his hometown."

The man was very frank: "Nothing is good in my hometown."

"Can he not go back?"

"Not going back?" The man looked at him, "But the police called us here to take him back."

"Isn't putting Xiao Ming here to take care of me? And his injury won't heal for a while, so it will definitely be hard for him to go back by car." Lin Qiao couldn't say whether he wanted to adopt him, but he didn't want the child to go back to suffer. When I go back, I will definitely suffer, either being bullied by my peers, or ordered by my elders to do this or that.But the man went on to say: "Improbable, you are not relatives with him, can the police agree to let you go there?" He paused and said, "If you really want to stay..."

really left...

In fact, Lin Qiao didn't know what would happen.

He can't think about anything.

"Uncle, you go back first, and tell the police that you don't want to be a guardian. Anyway, if you don't want to be a guardian, they will have nothing to do. It is best for me to let the child stay. If not, I don't need you to pick him up , I’ll help send it there. I really like him, he’s lived here for so long, and he’s definitely not used to it when he goes back.” As he spoke, he took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it over, “ This fare is my thank you, and it’s quite a loss for you to come here in vain.”

Lin Changqing glanced at the pink banknote in Lin Qiao's hand, but did not take it.

"Then why the police disagree? You are not his brother."

"No one wants to stay here, so it is possible for me to keep the child. You are his relatives, and if you are here, the police will definitely let you take care of him."

"It's inappropriate to do this!" Lin Changqing frowned and said, "If the police refuse, I will be searched when I go back. If there is any trouble, it is better to be here."

This was indeed the case. Lin Qiao called the police to ask the police, but the other party's words were not tactful at all, and they told him simply and rudely that it was inappropriate.It is not suitable for them not to be relatives, it is not suitable for the child to have uncles, even his age and economic conditions are not suitable.Basically, it is impossible for Lin Qiao to pass Lin Changqing.

A blood relationship made Lin Qiao rack his brains.

Two weeks later, the child was able to get out of bed. He seemed to be sleeping well and eating a lot, but there were shadows under his eyes, and his face was lacking in color.The child may have grown a little taller, but Lin Qiao barely picked it up and tied the big boy in his arms, which made it impossible for Lin Ming to stretch his legs.

Two policemen came.They were dressed in casual clothes and carried fruit baskets necessary for visiting patients.

"Is it better?"

At that time, the child was lying in a puddle of blood, looking really scary, but now he is basically "alive and kicking".

These days, half of the children are taken care of by Lin Changqing, and the other half are taken care of by Lin Qiao after get off work. Occasionally, the nurses will take special care of the children.On the bed next to him lay a bearded grandfather in his fifties who also liked children very much.Lin Qiao happened to be on vacation—he might have used up his vacation for a year, he watched carefully, and said to the police: "The doctor said that he is recovering well, and he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Lin Ming also listened, and then looked back at Lin Qiao.

This means he needs to go back with his uncle.Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt his wound hurt again.

Time doesn't stop because you don't want to.Lin Ming hoped that it would stop, but he felt tormented when every minute passed by.

But gradually, he found that the uncle who was with him every day no longer came.

Lin Changqing probably wasn't used to such idle days. When he stayed in the ward, he either sat in a daze, or smoked outside the hospital facing the flower bed.He occasionally turned his eyes, as if looking at a stranger.He is a dull uncle who happens to meet a child who is also silent.

The weather is great. The weather in City A has always been very good. In winter, it usually only falls in large swaths of snow, falling lightly like goose feathers, and rain is rare.Those white piles of snow melted after two or three days, and soon turned into water vapor under the bright sun, and the ground was rarely wet and dirty.

Lin Qiao's director changed to a man with a red nose.His surname is Hu, and he is a fat middle-aged man. Once it rained heavily, Lin Qiao forgot to bring an umbrella, Lin Xiaoming went to deliver it, and ran into Manager Hu.Manager Hu smiled and asked, "Who are you looking for?" Lin Ming walked around for a long time, but he couldn't see Lin Qiao, and said, "Look for Lin Qiao, in the xx department."

The manager couldn't remember which employee Lin Qiao was, so he asked for help. Lin Qiao was washing his hands, and he was obviously about to leave.Seeing Lin Ming, he was surprised.The child only took an umbrella, and the rain was pouring down, so Lin Qiao had no choice but to tilt the umbrella towards the child, half of his arms were already wet when he returned home.But as a person who is away from home, who would worry about whether you have an umbrella on a rainy day?Lin Qiao remembered the annoyed expression on the child's face when he saw his wet shoulders, and the spring water melted in his heart.

Lin Qiao went to work the next day. When Manager Hu saw him, he still smiled and said, "That kid yesterday is your brother?"

"It's not my brother, it's a neighbor's child."

Manager Hu looked at him seriously and said, "The neighbor's child remembers to give you an umbrella? They are relatives, right?

Then it is the default.

Manager Hu also has a seven-year-old boy and a newborn