This ‘Grandpa’ was so crisp and sweet that Old Mr. Gu couldn’t help but smile.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why Mo Sui went to the orphanage to adopt An An and take her home.
This child could make people forget all their worries.
“Old man, the child has already called you. If you don’t take her to see frogs, see if she is willing to pay attention to you!” Cen Yanjun glared at him and said unhappily.
“Go. Who said not to go?” Grandpa Gu stood up and waved at An An, “Grandpa will take you to see frogs!”
The little girl was so excited that she cheered, caught up with her grandfather, and put her little hand into his palm.
It was already eight o’clock now. Cen Yanjun didn’t know where her husband got the confidence from. He actually thought that he could take the child to find frogs. Driven by curiosity, she also picked up her bag and went out with them.
Grandpa Gu reported a place name and asked the driver to take them there.
The Gu family’s car was parked at the entrance of a food court in the downtown area of Beicheng City.
An An asked in a baby voice: “Grandpa, where are the frogs?”
Grandpa Gu pointed to a bullfrog hot pot restaurant not far away: “Let’s go.”
“Okay! Let’s go!”
An An followed him. The grandparents and grandchild entered the hot pot restaurant in a heroic manner.
That night, An An saw bullfrogs.
When they entered the bullfrog restaurant, a warm waiter came forward to greet them.
Old Mr. Gu felt embarrassed to just look at the bullfrog without ordering anything, so he ordered a Sichuan-style bullfrog hotpot.
Who would have thought that the Sichuan-style hot pot was so spicy? The lips of the old couple became red and swollen.
After returning home, her grandfather told her that bullfrogs were not frogs, but just large edible frogs.
But even so, the little dumpling was already very satisfied.
Seeing this, Cen Yanjun and Old Mr. Gu were also satisfied.
At night, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui came to take An An home.
The little dumpling heard them tell Grandpa and Grandma that the child was still alive.
Who was still alive?
An An didn’t understand, but her parents and grandparents were all very happy, so she was also very happy.
After returning home, the couple coaxed An An to sleep.
Mo Sui couldn’t sleep, so she tucked in the quilt and went into the study alone.
It was late at night. Gu Yicheng knocked on the door of the study.
The light in the study was dim. She lowered her eyes, holding her mobile phone, very quietly.
Gu Yicheng put the hot milk in front of her: “Drink some milk and go to bed early.”
Mo Sui handed him the phone: “Look.”
Together, they looked at the few photos on Mo Sui’s phone.
It was a photo of the child.
The baby, who was more than one month old, was white and tender, and very cute.
With red eyes, she gently stroked the face of the child in the photo: “She should be very different now. Even if she stands in front of me, I may not recognize her.”
After a pause, she asked again: “Yicheng, can we really find her?”
It had been four years. During these four years, Mo Sui regretted countless times that she should not go to filming and should not leave her child at home for work.
During the period when her psychological problems were the most serious, her thoughts were even more bizarre, almost forcing herself to collapse.
But no matter what, she never thought that the child was still alive.
Would God really favor them so much?
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