Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 69: Chapter 70: So Shocked That Even Crying Was Forgotten_l

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She let out a faint sigh and took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom, handing it to the boy.

A subtle fragrance wafted from the handkerchief to the tip of his nose, carrying the unique sweetness of a little girl, refreshing his heart and spleen.

The boy looked at the clean handkerchief, hesitating for a moment as if afraid of dirtying it and dared not to take it.

“Little brother, don’t cry, wipe your tears with the handkerchief, and I’ll ask my dad to take you home,” said Su Qingluo with a gentle and soft tone as if coaxing a child.

“I don’t have a home anymore.”

The word ‘home’ made the boy cry like a flood, as he took the handkerchief and covered his face, sobbing in pain.

“Sigh!”

With a sigh like a little adult, Su Qingluo propped her cheek on her hand and waited quietly. She let him release his inner pain in one outburst.

“Ooh ooh.”

The boy cried for as long as it took to burn a stick of incense before finally wiping his tears with the handkerchief and looking up at her cautiously.

“Little brother, don’t cry anymore, I’m just like you, a child picked up by my parents. ”

With the intention of dispelling his grief, she made a surprising remark that left the boy shivering in astonishment, even forgetting to cry.

“I was abandoned by my birth parents right after I was born, and it was my adoptive parents who raised me. They treated me very well, just like my real parents.”

With her big sparkling eyes and a cute rabbit-like smile on her face, Su Qingluo showed not a trace of sorrow for being abandoned by her biological parents.

“It’s okay if you don’t have a home, little brother. My adoptive parents, brother, and sister are all good people. They would gladly take care of you, and you can live with us from now on.

Su Hu went to the kitchen, put away the dishes, returned to the living room and exchanged pleasantries with his father-in-law and mother-in-law for a while.

Seeing how the old couple adored Doudou and praised her and Sister Qiao for their good performance in school, Su Hu couldn’t help but smile happily.

Li Yong’s younger son, Li Jian, had played in the snow with the village boys all

morning and returned home for lunch. He immediately started joking with

Doudou as soon as he entered the living room.

Li Jian was about the same height as the boy, so Li Yong called his wife to find some suitable clothes from the cupboard and handed them to Su Hu, signaling him to let the boy change into them.

Su Hu understood and took the clothes, leaving the living room to enter the western room where Li Yong and his wife lived. He stopped at the door, pressed against the curtain, and listened to the movement inside.

At this moment, the boy was still in a daze from Su Qingluo’s shocking words, holding the damp handkerchief and not knowing how to respond.

Su Hu didn’t hear any movement inside and looked curiously into the room by lifting the curtain.

“Dad, you’re back!”

Seeing him, Su Qingluo showed a sweet smile, got down from the bed, took the clothes, and tucked them into the boy’s arms.

“Little brother has stopped crying, and he can change his clothes now.”

The sweet sound of her voice lingering in his ears, the boy involuntarily felt a sense of empathy with this girl who resembled a fairy from a New Year’s painting, her face delicate and perfect as jade.

“Sister Yu, the little brother is going to change clothes, so you should go to grandmother’s room.”

The boy seemed to be around seven or eight years old, slightly shorter than Doudou, and half a head taller than Sister Yu.

As boys and girls were not allowed to sit together after the age of seven, Su Hu discreetly shooed his daughter out, concerned about her reputation.

“Alright, Dad.”

Obediently nodding, Su Qingluo crossed the threshold with her short legs and slipped out through the gap in the curtains.

“Kid, what’s your name, and how old are you?”

Next, Su Hu took over for his daughter and started a new round of consolation..