Chapter 365 I wish I could give myself two slaps

Author: Qi Chu Jiu

Chapter 365 I wish I could give myself two slaps

The flight attendant knelt down again, looked at the boy and asked, "What's your mother's name?"

"Mom is..." The little boy thought hard, his face wrinkled, and finally shouted: "Call me mother!"

"Puff——"

An Ning couldn't help but laugh. Lin Cuihua also bit her lip with some difficulty. This child was so interesting.

The flight attendant felt like his head was pounding, but he continued to ask patiently: "What's your father's name?"

"Calling... you have no conscience."

"Cough cough cough--cough cough cough--drink some water, drink some water, my throat hurts."

An Ning turned his back solemnly, picked up his water bottle, unscrewed it and took a sip.

But the kettle was tilted 180 degrees, and a drop of water fell down, which made the air feel a little awkward.

The flight attendant also wanted to laugh, but with a professional attitude, she held it back with difficulty.

"Then what's your name?"

"I?"

The boy's eyes were bright and he said, "My name is Baby!"

The baby boy is very proud to say that he is loved by his family at first glance. It is hard to imagine that his parents want to abandon him.

The flight attendant asked a few more questions, but the boy answered them all incorrectly, making everyone dumbfounded.

"I have no choice."

The flight attendant stood up weakly, thinking that he should search from car to car. But this child didn't look very smart. Could he have mistaken his parents?

There are too many human traffickers on the train at this time. It would be really a sin if we wrong people.

An Ning also understood the flight attendant's worry. She said to the flight attendant: "I'll try."

An Ning squatted down and instead of asking questions in a hurry, asked: "Are you hungry?"

The boy shook his head vigorously and nodded again, covering his belly and saying, "It says it is hungry, but the baby is not hungry."

"Okay, baby is not hungry, but sister is a little hungry. How about you and I have some food together?"

The boy seemed to be in a dilemma, An Ning persuaded him: "It doesn't matter, we have known each other for a while, we are not strangers anymore."

"You are an aunt, not a sister."

The boy's words made Lin Cuihua couldn't help laughing, and the flight attendant turned away with laughter.

The first time An Ning was called aunt, what did it feel like? It's hard to say.

However, she finally learned one thing: it turns out that women really care about age.

"Why do you call me aunt? Am I very old?"

There was confusion on the boy's face, and An Ning was embarrassed to ask.

"Okay, okay, just call me auntie. What do you want to eat?"

Under An Ning's comfort, the boy ate half a steamed bun, drank some soup, and ate some cabbage and tofu.

The boy who was full sat on the bed without any anxiety, dangling his two little feet.

"Baby, do you want aunt to accompany you to find your mother?"

"No! Mom told me to get away."

"Did you come here?"

An Ning suddenly understood the boy's words, not the hidden meaning, but the literal meaning.

"Baby, it's so good!"

The boy said with a proud look on his face. The three people in the carriage quickly exchanged glances, and the steward walked out to see if anyone had seen him along the way.

An Ning continued to ask in the carriage: "What about your father?"

"Dad is sleeping, looking at mom and baby, and dad is crying."

After the little boy finished speaking, An Ning was confused. Did his father cry?

Ten minutes later, the flight attendant came back again. This time she did not come back by herself, but was followed by several people.

"Baby!" a woman screamed, causing the little boy on the bed to jump off the bed and lie down on the ground.

"Mom - baby, go away, you are very obedient."

When the woman who rushed in heard what the boy said, her heart felt like a torrent of self-blame.

"I'm sorry, honey, it's mom's fault, mom shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry."

The woman's tears flowed freely. The boy stood up from the ground and wiped the tears from the woman's face with his little hands.

"Don't cry, don't cry, daddy is watching you."

The boy's words made everyone find it creepy except An Ning and his daughter.

One knows it, and the other doesn't understand it at all.

The woman who was crying suddenly felt an unknown fire rising again, and she said in a stern voice: "Baby, don't mention daddy."

The boy who was being talked about lowered his head in grievance and said in a loud voice: "Why? I want to go and play with daddy."

The boy broke away from the woman's arms and rushed to a position, making a hugging gesture with his hands, as if hugging someone's legs.

Can……

In the seriousness of the crowd, there is nothing there.

"Baby, please don't do this, please! Your father is dead, dead!"

The woman seemed like she couldn't bear it anymore. She had to endure the death of her lover, so she personally took away her lover's ashes and took her child and ashes home alone. But along the way, the child kept talking about his father, and his father was watching.

Looking at them, Dad was crying.

At first, she patiently comforted the baby, but after nagging her all the way, she finally broke out.

The flight attendant didn't know when he rushed to An Ning's side and whispered: "The child's father was a people's policeman and died just now. The mother and son went to pick up the child's father's ashes and take them home."

After the flight attendant finished speaking, she slapped her mouth with her palm, and she even scolded the child's father.

Damn it! When she learned that her child's father had sacrificed her life, she really wanted to give herself two slaps.

At this moment of tranquility, where the eyes are looking at the boy, the source of the breath is here.

"My dad is not dead! Dad is here, dad is here!"

The boy stood there stubbornly, one hand seemed to be holding something, and he tried his best to explain to his mother: "Mom, dad is here, dad is not dead."

"Ah——I don't want him to die!"

"Baby - I don't want him to die!"

The woman collapsed again, holding her baby and crying bitterly.

This scene made everyone who knew about it couldn't help but shed tears.

Orphans and widowed mothers, the remains of heroes, are the most tragic and heartbreaking.

An Ning, the only one who did not shed tears, felt a magnetic field mentally, a magnetic field that was different from anyone else's.

A man with seven bloody holes in his body looked at the mother and son on the ground with pain on his resolute face. He wanted to touch them but couldn't.

An Ning's gaze made the man feel it. He first looked at An Ning in disbelief, then stretched out a hand full of knife scars towards An Ning.

He wanted to speak, but the unstable magnetic field prevented him from speaking out.

An Ning nodded silently, she could see it.

The man found salvation. He clasped his hands together and prayed for peace.

An Ning didn't let this begging last long. This was a hero and she should help.

She knelt down and whispered a few words into the woman's ear.

The woman couldn't believe it, but she wanted to believe it and looked at An Ning.

"Let's rest here for a while."

An Ning suggested, and the woman agreed with sobs, taking the baby to rest in the box for a while.
Chapter completed!