Just as he was thinking about it, a child's crisp cry suddenly came. Song Zhixing followed the sound and looked over, only to see a cute child squatting in the corner, rubbing his eyes and crying.

"Second uncle, let's go over and have a look." Song Zhixing had already taken the lead in running towards the child. When Tang Yu was about to catch up, his mobile phone rang at this moment. He took it out and looked at it, the flashing number on the screen made his expression sink a little, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Song Zhixing, who was squatting in front of the child and talking to the child.

Leaned sideways slightly, and put the phone to his ear, "Hey, Li Lao." ”

It was Li Qiming who called. After he said a few words over there, Tang Yu was silent for a long time. In the end, he just said in a deep voice: "I'll think about it." ”

"Tang Yu." Song Zhixing's crisp voice came again, Tang Yu turned his head to see that she was squatting on the ground and waving to herself, under the sun, with a bright smile. His eyes became a little more complicated, and he said to Li Qiming: "I still have something to do here, so I won't talk to you about it yet." ”

He hung up the phone, suppressed his emotions, and strode towards her.

"What's wrong?"

"This kid has just been in the park and separated from his parents." Song Zhixing returned to Tang Yu.

"It's okay, good, don't cry, my sister and uncle will help you find your mother." Song Zhixing squatted down again and spoke softly to the child. rubbed the child's little head comfortingly, the child cried and sobbed, he had long lost his strength, and when he stood up, his little body stumbled several times, and Song Zhixing helped him to stand firmly. She patted Tang Yu's arm, "Second uncle, you hold him, let's go to the radio station to help him find his parents." ”

Tang Yu glanced down at the child, only to see the little guy's little face with snot and tears. He has always been respectful of children, and now let him hug him, his brows furrowed tightly, and he stood there without moving.

"Second uncle, you are too unloving." Song Zhixing complained, but he was not reluctant. Men are usually troubled by children. She squatted down and said softly to the child: "Then sister hug you, okay?" ”

When she spoke to the child, her voice was soft, with a little milky sound. Like a child himself.

Tang Yu stood aside and watched, and his eyes unconsciously added a little softness. He thought about marrying her earlier and having a child that belonged to them, even if he didn't like children very much, but it would be the bond between them, their family, let her be stable, and let her have a home that really belongs to her. And, now it looks, she might be a good young mother.

Just when Song Zhixing reached out to hold the child, a pair of long arms had already taken the child into his arms.

She looked sideways in confusion, only to see Tang Yu easily holding the child with one hand, and protecting her slender shoulders with the other, afraid that the crowd would squeeze her.

In the crowd, he was so tall and straight. Regardless of the crowd, she and the child were under his wing.

Song Zhixing looked up at him, his eyes unconsciously a little obsessed.

"Where's the radio station?" Tang Yu looked around, and his gaze fell on the map she had been holding in her hand.

Song Zhixing came back to his senses, and then he took his eyes away from him. I really feel that I am going to be finished, and now I even feel that he is very handsome even in the posture of holding a child.

"Go that way." After reading the map, Song Zhixing compared directions, turned around, and was fished back by Tang Yu, who had read the map because he was not at ease, by the collar, "I can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and I said that I can't lose it." This way. ”

Tang Yu carried her and strode in the other direction. Song Zhixing stuck out her tongue, isn't she just a bit of a road idiot?

The child was held in Tang Yu's hands and cried again. The crying was so miserable that people along the way looked at them as if they were two traffickers.

Tang Yu had a headache to death, "Okay, don't cry." ”

The voice was not gentle at all, and there was something fierce. This time, the child was so frightened that he cried even more.

Tang Yu's brows furrowed tightly, glaring at the child in his hand. I just feel like I'm hugging a hot potato. His expression, let alone a child, can be scared enough for adults. So, the child cried in his arms and convulsed.

"What should I do?" Tang Yu looked at the woman beside him anxiously, he was at a loss for the child. It's the first time I've been so embarrassed.

"He must be scared when you stare at him like that. Second uncle, don't be so fierce, coax him. ”

"Coax?" Tang Yu glanced at the child and gave up.

Even her little friend, he can't coax her, let alone a big child.

"Then you smile at him." Song Zhixing crutched him with his elbow and encouraged.

"Do you think I can laugh right now?" Tang Yu glanced at the crowd, "It's about to be treated as a human trafficker." ”

As a result, during their conversation, the child seemed unwilling to be ignored, and cried even more fiercely.

"Okay, stop crying." Tang Yu couldn't stand it and hugged the child, and slapped it jerkily. Originally, his voice was still serious, and under the signal of Song Zhixing's eyes, he forced himself to soften a little. Coughed, and continued: "If you don't cry, Uncle will buy you lollipops." ”

The child sobbed, "I don't like lollipops, I'm not a girl......"

"Okay, then don't eat lollipops. Whatever you want to eat, my uncle will buy it for you. Tang Yu followed the child's words and raised his hand to wipe away his tears. He grabbed the headband on his head again and shook it in front of the child, "If you don't cry, Uncle will give you this reward." ”

The child apparently really liked the headband, and choked twice, finally stopping his tears. Tang Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief, coaxed the child and felt a special sense of accomplishment, and his unconscious face was much better, and praised: "Good performance, come, uncle will bring it to you." ”

He carefully put the headband on the child. Although the movements are a little clumsy, they are very careful not to hurt the child.

Song Zhixing stood aside and watched, and suddenly sketched a picture of her and Tang Yu, as well as a child belonging to them, in his mind. In the past, she really didn't want to get married so early, let alone have children. Therefore, the first time Tang Yu suddenly said that he wanted her to have a child, it really scared her. However, at this moment, looking at Tang Yu, who was coaxing the child, Song Zhixing suddenly felt that everything was not as bad as he imagined, nor was it so far away.

Having a child, calling him dad and calling her mom, she now feels funny and it's a pretty happy thing.

When they went to the radio station, the child's parents finally came to them and were grateful to them. After doing a good deed, Song Zhixing was in a better mood, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

Turning his face, he saw that Tang Yu had been looking at the parents who had been walking away, thoughtfully. Song Zhixing stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and waved, "Second uncle, what are you looking at?" ”