Mr. Lu's little workman

But the tone was so warm, Yu Yan raised his hand to rub Weiwei's hair.

Weiwei's hand flipping through the photo album suddenly stopped, she looked at the woman in the photo in a daze, Yu Yan noticed that Weiwei's person was not right, and followed her gaze.

The photo should have been taken not long ago, the technology is better than those photos, but it seems to have been taken secretly, the angle is a bit tricky, it looks like a child who was troubled by the disaster and took it secretly.

In the photo is a woman who looks very young, wearing a small suit, with short shoulder-length hair tied behind her head, and light makeup. The eyes are also a little dull.

Weiwei was silent for a long time, and finally spoke softly, as if she was talking about something unrelated to herself, "She is my mother."

Yu Yan looked at the woman again. Indeed, the two looked alike, but the woman's eyes were haggard and tired from the years, but Weiwei was clear and clean like a teenager.

"You...you met your mother?"

Weiwei nodded, she touched the photo, lowered her eyes, so that people could not see the emotions inside, "Not long ago, the dean's mother found her, and the dean asked her why she abandoned me, but she didn't speak. Chang asked again if she would take me away, but she still didn't speak."

Yu Yan froze for a moment, how could he be so cruel?Originally thought that Weiwei was missing, this woman found her child, but she did not expect that she really abandoned her child, "Does Weiwei want to go with her?"

Weiwei suddenly smiled, then turned to look at Yu Yan, "No, I drove her away."

Weiwei seemed to be smiling, but there was an indelible sadness hidden in her eyes, yes, how could she be willing to go with her?

Yu Yan's heart seemed to be hit all of a sudden, with an indescribable soreness.

Perhaps before that, Weiwei still felt that her mother would come back sooner or later, thinking about her every day, hoping that one day, her mother would find her and bring her home.

But when we met again, my mother was so indifferent. When years of waiting and hope were shattered, how could Weiwei leave with her?only……

Yu Yan looked at the exquisite photo album and the candid photos, maybe, maybe Weiwei still wanted to miss her mother?Otherwise, why would you leave that photo?

Yu Yan raised her hand and rubbed Weiwei's head, she seemed to have a lot to say to Weiwei, what should she say?Do you want Weiwei to hate this person who cruelly abandoned her?But without her, Weiwei would not appear in this world, and would not experience this world.

Can Weiwei stop hating her mother?Let her let go of her mother's abandonment of her, and know that she is still indifferent?It would be too cruel to talk about tolerance for a child.

Even though Yu Yan wanted to say thousands of words, he didn't know when to start talking, and finally those words were stuck in his throat.

Weiwei put down the photo album, hugged Yu Yan, buried her whole head in Yu Yan's arms, and rubbed her own head, making Yu Yan think of that little wild cat downstairs for no reason, always pitiful , I will come over when I see you, rub your legs, and act like a baby.

Yu Yan patted her on the back lightly, neither of them said anything, after a long time, Weiwei spoke, and the voice came out from under the clothes, a little muffled, soft, with a little trill.

"Sister, why would someone not love their child?"

For this answer, Yu Yan didn't know what to say. Is there really anyone who doesn't love their children?After all, he was pregnant in October and was born after suffering a lot. If that woman didn't love Weiwei, she might have killed her long ago, but if she was kept, why did she still have to abandon her?
Yu Yan didn't know, and couldn't answer her, so he could only keep silent.

Yu Yan patted Weiwei's back lightly, as if coaxing a child. She didn't know how long it took before she heard the sound of even breathing, and then picked up Weiwei. Her eyes were still a little red, He didn't sleep soundly either, maybe he had a nightmare.

Yu Yan tidied up the photo album, and suddenly saw the photo of him accompanying Weiwei to the playground today, it must have been given to her by the staff, Yu Yan wanted to put it away for her, but suddenly saw a line of words on the back of the photo album .

"Thank you for coming to my side and letting me know what my mother looks like."

Yu Yan was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly felt a soreness spreading to her limbs, making her a little immobile, but it was warm, warming her bit by bit.

Yu Yan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, put the things away, turned around and saw that Weiwei was sleeping dishonestly, and kicked herself off, Yu Yan smiled helplessly, and hugged Weiwei to sleep.

Hey... Weiwei, actually, I don't know if your mother is cruel or not, but you can't have hatred for this world, can you?At least... the dean's mother loves you, the friends in the orphanage love you, and I love you too.

The night passed in silence. The morning sun was so gentle that it enveloped the city softly. When Lu Zhiyan got up, he found that the person beside him was gone. He got up and pushed open the door of Weiwei's room. , Sure enough, looking at that person, he was sleeping soundly with Weiwei in his arms.

Lu Zhiyan walked over to cover the two of them with quilts, kissed Yu Yan's forehead lightly, turned and walked out.

It was already noon when Yu Yan woke up, she rubbed her sore eyes, gave a yawn, sniffed her nose twice, and pushed the door open without seeing a familiar figure.

Yu Yan just woke up, a little dazed, pushed open the door and saw Lu Zhiyan sitting on the sofa, he was dressed a bit formally, he used to wear home clothes, but today he was wearing a suit, buttoned directly on the top .

Yu Yan directly seemed to be at home, sitting directly on Lu Zhiyan's lap, putting his head between the other's neck, stretching his hands over the suit jacket, and hugging the other's waist.

Lu Zhiyan was a little dazed, he coughed lightly, raised his hand and rubbed Yu Yan's hair, his voice was gentle, "Okay, go wash up and eat something, you slept too late last night, did you have a headache?"

Yu Yan has a bit of getting up, but this kind of getting up is interesting. Every morning when I wake up, I have to hug Lu Zhiyan for a while before I feel relieved. If it is normal, Lu Zhiyan will hug her, and finally say good morning Kiss, give a comfort, it can be regarded as completely awakening Yu Yan.

Yu Yan doesn't understand what's going on with Lu Zhiyan today, it's fine if he doesn't let him be hugged, he doesn't even have a good morning kiss, and even let himself go to wash up, really.

Yu Yan pulled Lu Zhiyan's sleeves stickily and greasyly, wanting to unbutton him regardless, wanting to bet on his mouth.

"Cough cough."

Um?Why are there women in their family?Lu Zhiyan brought the woman back?impossible.Wait...why does this woman's voice sound familiar?Yu Yan woke up suddenly and looked over.

Yu Tong looked at Yu Yan with disgust on his face, what are you going to do this early in the morning?Can you look a little better?It's okay to sleep until now, why did you come out and stand under the camera to kiss me?It seems that I really want to have a good talk with my artist.

The director is a grandma in her seventies, wearing a pair of glasses and a classic Tang suit. She looks elegant and luxurious, but she looks at the two people in front of her kindly. There are very few children who are so affectionate. After all, she is People who come here will naturally be able to tell the truth at a glance.

The two people in front of them seem to really like each other. One can deceive one's feelings, but one cannot hide their eyes.

The eyes of the two of them are the tenderness accumulated over the years, the director smiled slightly, "Okay, Yan Yan, go have some porridge, don't let people worry about you."

Yu Yan coughed lightly, and ran away quickly, and the figure behind him could be said to have fled in despair.

Lu Zhiyan smiled helplessly, "Yanyan slept late last night."

The director understood, after all, they were taking care of children, and the two of them were married not long ago, so they might not be pregnant, so how could they take care of children?The first time is bound to be a little overwhelming.

The director came here for no other purpose, just to see how these children get along with them. After all, last night there was an artist who was tortured by the children for several days and didn't sleep well. The director was a little worried, but now it looks like...

Lu Zhiyan pulled Weiwei, she was wearing a little princess dress, she looked very happy, there were a lot of snacks in front of her, Weiwei ate the pastry quietly, Lu Zhiyan even opened a box of pure milk for her.

The director felt a little relieved, the group that seemed to be the least able to take care of the children was the group that cared the most.

In the next few days, several people played with Weiwei. Yu Yan knew that Weiwei liked to take pictures and collect them, so every time he went to a place, Yu Yan would definitely take pictures.

Perhaps... For Weiwei, this period of time has not come easily, and she wants to preserve every happy moment, which is the best way for her to collect it.

Some people say that people who are used to taking pictures to save good times are people who lack love in their hearts, and maybe this is really the case.

The week ended like this, Yu Yan got up in the morning and curled Weiwei's hair, and put on the little skirt she bought yesterday, "Weiwei, you must be happy every day from now on."

Weiwei gave a big smile, "Sister, wait for me."

Weiwei turned around and went into the room for a while, and took out a small boxy box with a pink bow on it. It looked like it was made by hand. It was unavoidably rough, but it was hard to hide her sincerity.

"Sister, I'm leaving soon. I'll give you a gift. You must open it after you go home."

Yu Yan nodded, and sent Weiwei away with Lu Zhiyan. The child didn't cry, maybe she was used to those people leaving, she smiled and said goodbye.

Yu Yan got into the car, and Yu Tong saw the box in Yu Yan's hand, "Eh? What is this?"