When the original owner's grandma saw the original owner's parents following the old woman, she thought that the old woman was the one who wanted to adopt An Qing.
She couldn't help but frowned and said, "I'm a little older now.
Is that okay?"
She said with some worry.
He looked at An Qing.
An Qing had a sharp ear.
Although they were far away, he could clearly hear the voices of several people talking.
He lowered his head and said nothing, but sneered silently in his heart.
The original owner had always thought that his adoptive parents were relatives of his biological parents.
Now, after listening to the words of the old woman and the original owner's parents, An Qing realized that this so-called distant relative was simply a lie.
It was obvious that the parents of the original owner wanted to kick the original owner out, but were afraid that they would suffer a loss, so they found such an old woman and contacted the adoptive parents who had adopted the original owner.
"It would be too irresponsible for a person of such an age to adopt a child just because she is lonely.
If she has children at home, and if something happens to her, no one will care about you anymore.
Such a person No."
The original owner's grandma was walking over there, still thinking about it in her mind.
The more she thought about it, the more inappropriate she felt, and she squeezed An Qing's little hand tighter.
"Grandma, I'm here anyway.
Even if it doesn't work, I have to tell them clearly in person.
Otherwise, I'm afraid they won't give up easily."
An Qing pulled the original owner's grandma and said softly.
"That's right.
According to the temper of the big girl and Xiaobao's father, if you don't explain this clearly, I'm afraid they will always try their best to send you here."
When the original owner's grandma said this, she also looked tired.
Soon An Qing and the original owner's grandma also entered the small courtyard.
The old woman stood not far from the door and watched.
Seeing An Qing come in, she looked up and down first, then smiled and said : "Look at how far it is, a little girl could be thrown down if she doesn't pay attention."
"It's not that the child didn't pay attention, it's that I, an old man, didn't pay attention.
The child was afraid that I would fall, so he blocked it for me, and then he fell."
The original owner's grandma glanced at An Qing, with a hint of distress in her eyes, and said proactively .
"Hey, then this child is really a filial child."
After hearing what the original owner's grandmother said, the old woman sighed slightly and said with some emotion.
"Grandma has raised me since I was a child, and everything I do is the right thing to do."
An Qing's voice contained a hint of childishness, but the firmness in his tone could not be ignored.
"Yes, he is a good boy with a conscience.
Come on, sister, let's go into the house and talk."
The old woman took the initiative to come over and hold An Qing's other arm, but she was a little more kind than before.
"This is that child, why don't you call me?"
As he was walking into the house, he heard a female voice in the room shouting full of surprise, and then An Qing saw a slightly round face with indescribable features.
What an outstanding young woman, but her eyes are full of love and joy.
This woman was the adoptive mother of the original owner in the plot.
When she first saw An Qing, she didn’t notice anything else.
She just looked at her injured leg and bruised hands and said: "Quick, Aunt Wang, you have medicine at home."
Box, the child dropped it?”
The original owner's grandma's hand suddenly relaxed.
The old man's wisdom almost determined that she would be a person who was good to An Qing when she saw this woman for the first time, so she let go, even though she was extremely reluctant. , but she still let go "Fang Hong, Fang Hong, come out quickly.
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The child fell and was injured.
Come over and help wipe the wound.
Don't leave anything in the wound."
The round-faced woman took An Qing to her side and looked at the Wound, he shouted into the room. tgt ttrgt: