Chapter 2036： Doodle and go out

Chapter 2036 Doodle and Go

Chapter 2038 Doodle and Go

"Mom, sorry, let you worry about me."

The cloud painting whispered, "I... I am a moment of emotional collapse...not deliberately scaring you."

"I am sorry to say anything!" Ji Changqing’s heart is going to hurt. "When is this, you are still blaming yourself, and it is my responsibility to blame myself. I have not fulfilled the responsibility of being a mother..."

"You should not blame yourself here." Tan Shaoning said, "No one complains, it is an accident."

Cloud painted nodded and looked at Ji Changqing, "Well."

Ji Changqing's distress can't stop.

Cloud painting sighed slightly. "Mom, I am really okay. I haven't forgotten anything, and... I won't be like that anymore. For Dad, I named Dudu to talk, I want to take him home. ”

Talking about Zheng Yue, he nodded quickly and smiled at the little baby who was beside the cloud painting: "Okay, good toot, good talk. After that, he is the grandson of our family!"

The dawn of the cloud painting was slightly condensed. She shook her head gently and coveted the little baby sleeping on her side. "No, this is a trip, Dudu is a brother, the name of the trip... Come and pick it up, I had read so many names before, and I took a conversation with Dudu. I didn't have much preparation."

Between the electric and the flint, Zheng Yue understands the meaning of cloud painting.

When he was born, he died. The cloud painting and the son of Bo Siqing’s son, he talked about Zheng Yue’s relative grandson, Dudu, and Yun painting gave her a name.

Now the father is an addict, the mother is a 16-year-old, a good girl, and the little baby who was almost eaten by the wild dog is taking a pocket. The name is still not taken.

Zheng Zheng originally did not dare to think about his own grandparents, but of course he did not dare to start in the cloud screen.

But at this moment, the cloud painting was actually brought up.

Talking about Zheng Yue’s heart followed by a tremor, and quickly said, “It’s called talking about Amano, this name is open, I hope to be able to laugh at the sky in the future. Dudu... Dudu me to arrange, must put him Bring home, we talk about our flesh and blood, we can't live outside."

"Yeah." The cloud painting gently nodded.

......

In the bathroom, Ji Changqing hugged Zheng Yue, crying and crying, crying extremely depressed.

In the face of cloud painting, Ji Changqing used her best efforts to suppress her emotions, but at this moment, she left her daughter's eyes, and when her husband was there, she could no longer control her own collapse.

"Drawing her, she is going to be there, still comforting me. I would rather cry her, and I don't want to watch her suppress her emotions." Ji Changqing cried, "Dudu, little grandson... She is already suffering enough now, and she will definitely think of Dudu immediately when she sees her little pocket. She is saddened..."

Ji Changqing looked up and talked about Zheng Yue. "I am not sure if it is a good idea to leave her a pocket to take care of her. In fact... I think she wakes up and can take care of others so that she is not facing the child. I don’t think of my children often..."

Talking about Zheng Yue gently shaking his head. "She won't."

Ji Changqing is puzzled.

Zheng Zheng sighed. "There is no memory loss in painting. She has just said that she remembers everything, so she must remember that Zhou Sheng Beiqian used any method to force her to wake up."

Ji Changqing's face changed instantly, his eyes were even more fearful. "You mean, she completely remembers that in order to wake her up, she put her pockets around her, regardless of her life, and she was hungry for three days..."

"Yeah." Zheng Zheng said that Ji Changqing, who was trembling in his arms, was in his arms. "Don't be afraid, nothing. Saved a life of painting, painting will treat him as a biological son. We will have one more grandson... The past is over. Isn’t it good now? It will be better in the future.”

Ji Changqing closed his eyes blankly. After a long time, she whispered: "Thank you, Ah Yue thank you, painting has nothing to do with you, but you... you promised to let her change the name and promise to recognize the small grandson……"

Talking about Zheng Yue’s stalemate.

Up to now, Ji Changqing still doesn't know that he is the biological father of Yunhua. The things of the year are too complicated. If they say it, it is also a secondary injury to Ji Changqing. So when talking about Zheng Yue and Yun painting, I don’t want to tell. Ji Changqing, she lost her memory, she does not have to restore those memories.

After all, those memories are not only about Zheng Yue, but also the bitter experience of Ji Changqing in the village of the village after being trafficked.

Don't worry about these memories.

But without these memories, there is no way to explain to her that he is the biological father of Yunzhu.

Zheng Zheng took a deep breath and gently patted Ji Changqing's back. "Drawing is your daughter, it is also my daughter. She calls my dad, I am very happy, really happy."

Ji Changqing is more grateful.

......

Cried enough outside, Ji Changqing only gathered up his emotions and went to see her daughter again.

Woke up, stretched my little arm and calf, and was eating milk.

Cloud painting hugs him, carefully feeding him, his eyes focused and gentle.

Ji Changqing’s heart trembled.

Sure enough, as Zheng Zheng said, the daughter poured all her feelings into the pocket. Whether it is to transfer the feelings of Dudu to the pocket, or because she has saved her, in short, the daughter is afraid that she will not let go.

But my daughter is still so small, she has to raise a child...

Ji Changqing did not think how to bear it.

My daughter is still young, and she has to bear the responsibility of being a mother. If she is her own, then there is no way, but it’s not a biological one. Even if the daughter wants to repay her, she can give them a pocket. Raise, have a go, what about her future feelings!

Although I thought so in my heart, Ji Changqing also knew her daughter very well.

In the case of remembering everything, knowing that she had eaten so much in order to save her, she is absolutely impossible to give up.

Ji Changqing gritted his teeth, and then think about it. It is also good to have a pocket to follow the cloud painting. At least... at least this responsibility will become the world’s tie for her, so that she can face life a little more positively and start over.

Otherwise, I really want to let her alone, she will always think of the aborted beep, her emotions will always fall into a low...

Maybe when, she will become what it was before.

......

It’s awkward and it’s awkward.

Since I started to eat milk regularly, I didn’t cry too much. Every time I had a movement, it was because the diaper was uncomfortable or it was stinky. I would scream, just wipe him clean and he immediately I will laugh.

Yes, little babies will laugh.

Their laughter is actually the natural reflection of the brain and does not represent any emotion.

It can be the same, watching their laughter will make people particularly satisfied.

(End of this chapter)