Jiang Mingxi eventually found out that Teacher Zhou had brought the child to see her.
The property management staff accidentally let it slip.
"Do you think his mother's behavior is good for him?" Jiang Mingxi asked, somewhat sullenly, clutching the small piece of fabric in front of Song Lan's shirt.
Song Lan pulled Jiang Mingxi onto her lap, wrapped her arms around his waist, and touched his face. "Worried about him?"
Jiang Mingxi pursed her lips, rested her forehead on Song Lan's shoulder, and buried her head. "He's only five or six years old. When my parents took care of him, they were very gentle with him. The security guard at the old house said that Teacher Zhou hit him that day."
"After they were kicked out of the residential compound, Teacher Zhou slapped him across the face and scolded him for being useless."
Jiang Mingxi was adopted and abused, so she knows what it feels like to be slapped in the face.
With her forehead resting on Song Lan's shoulder, Jiang Mingxi hummed, "Besides, he's also called Xiaoxi, which is quite a coincidence between us."
Song Lan kissed his ear.
He knew that his Xiaoxi had a soft heart.
"You want to bring him back?" Song Lan asked softly. "But he has a biological mother. Bringing him back means he will have contact with his mother in the future. His mother's character is not good. As he grows up, his mother may not necessarily instill any good values in him."
"Perhaps he will hate you, feeling that your appearance caused him to lose the affection that originally belonged to him."
Not all children are as kind as his Xiaoxi.
Su Hui had received favors from the Bai Family and financial assistance from Bai Jinghan, but what happened afterward?
Over the years, Su Hui has enjoyed going abroad and access to entertainment industry resources while stepping on the Bai Family's suffering, but after Jiang Mingxi appears, he tries to run him over with his car.
After Zhang Lin fraudulently claimed Jiang Mingxi's life-saving grace, both Zhang Lin and the entire Zhang Family business benefited from the Song Family's favors. But what happened next?
Zhang Lin even resented Jiang Mingxi for not dying back then.
And Director Zhou.
It's her own child, but someone else helped her take care of it, and now she blames that person for not continuing to help.
Jiang Mingxi still rested her forehead on Song Lan's shoulder, "Tell me, my parents raised him for five or six years, and now they're just suddenly letting him go, can they really not worry about him?"
Song Lan sighed and rubbed the back of Jiang Mingxi's head.
Jiang Mingxi was filming an endorsement today. After filming, Song Lan came to pick him up so they could go back to Compound No. 57.
Now they changed course and went to the house that A-Wang had bought for Teacher Zhou.
A residential area in the town.
The car had just pulled up to the entrance of the residential area when it ran into Teacher Zhou leading the child out of the complex.
" Xiaoxi, wait here for Mommy. Mommy will go buy you some cookies, and then take Xiaoxi to the amusement park, okay?" Teacher Zhou gently patted the child's head.
The child grinned, looked up at Teacher Zhou, and obediently replied, "Okay!"
Teacher Zhou bent down and kissed him on the forehead.
Then he got up and walked forward.
After walking a few steps, I reached the street next to the gate of the residential area and hailed a taxi that happened to be passing by.
The child suddenly ran towards Teacher Zhou, crying, "Mommy! Mommy, where are you going! Mommy! Mommy!"
Teacher Zhou quickly opened the taxi door and got in.
The taxi sped away, kicking up dust.
The child cried his heart out and ran frantically after the taxi.
"Mommy, Mommy, Xiaoxi doesn't want cookies anymore! Mommy, come back! Mommy! Mommy!"
Jiang Mingxi and Song Lan were stunned by what they saw in the car.
Teacher Zhou, this is...
They ran away?
How could a mother be like this!
"Mommy, Mommy, wait for me, Mommy!"
Six or seven-year-old Song Lan cried so hard she could barely breathe, chasing after her mother.
Mom rode away on an electric scooter at high speed.
"Mommy, Mommy, I can't run anymore, Mommy!"
He cried and shouted behind her, but in the blink of an eye, his mother's figure was no longer visible.
Song Lan felt a dense, throbbing pain in her chest.
He hadn't thought about the past for a long time, but now this image suddenly popped into his mind.
He didn't even remember being abandoned by his mother.
What happened next?
How did you get back?
Headache.
I can't remember.
Song Lan clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms until they ached. The pain pulled him back to reality, forcibly stopping the image from wandering in his mind.
He didn't want Jiang Mingxi to worry.
He's better now.
The illness has stopped recurring.
They won't commit suicide anymore.
Yes.
No, not anymore.
I'm not going to think about it anymore.
After repeating the words to himself several times, Song Lan hugged Jiang Mingxi tightly, kissed him on the neck, and asked, "Do you want to go down and hug him?"
Jiang Mingxi stared at the pitiful child crying outside.
The child ran too fast, stumbling and falling several times, but ultimately couldn't catch up with the taxi.
How could anyone possibly catch up?
He sat on the ground and cried.
People kept looking over.
"Let's wait and see," Jiang Mingxi said, her voice trembling slightly. "Let's see if his mother really doesn't want him anymore."
Song Lan nodded, made a phone call, and asked a friend to check the whereabouts of the taxi.
About half an hour later, my friend replied: The taxi went to the train station.
Song Lan frowned, then made another call, this time directly asking a friend to check on Teacher Zhou's whereabouts.
An hour later, I received a reply that the other party had bought a train ticket to Yunnan and had already boarded the train.
It was already completely dark outside.
The child was still sitting on the ground, his voice hoarse from crying. He was in a daze, and had stopped crying; he just sat there.
Every now and then, people from the same neighborhood would pass by, glance at him, or ask him a few questions if they were kind enough. He would just reply that he was waiting for his mother, and they would leave without asking any more questions.
Jiang Mingxi looked at the helpless child outside. "I remember, back in Qin Family Village, Teacher Zhou was very concerned about my mother and rushed to her house to check on her. She was the kindergarten principal, and the villagers respected her greatly, saying she knew foreign languages and was very kind to children."
Why would such a good person have a child they're afraid to acknowledge?
Song Lan hugged Jiang Mingxi and sighed, "Whether she truly cares, or why she would truly care, only she herself knows."
Song Lan had a vague feeling that Teacher Zhou probably knew from the very beginning who was taking care of her child.
However, he had no evidence.
Song Lan got out of the car and carried the child into the car.
As soon as they got on the bus, the child, who had been listless and exhausted, burst into tears the moment he saw Jiang Mingxi.
"You bad person, you bad person, it's all your fault! My mom and dad don't want me anymore, it's all your fault! You stole my mom and dad away!"
He swung his little fists and punched Jiang Mingxi, then kicked her with his little legs.
"You stole my mom and dad! You're bad! You're a big bad guy! Go to hell! Go to hell! Let the old monster eat you! Waaaaaah!"
"Give me back my mom and dad! Waaaaaah!"