After Participating in Intern Parents Variety Show with Movie Empress Mother

Chapter 42: "Sui Sui, look at the little sweater that mom knitted for you... (2)

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"grandfather!"

The sound of "Grandpa" was so crisp and sweet that Old Master Gu couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Mo Sui went to the orphanage to adopt An An back home.

This child can make people forget all their troubles.

"Old man, the child has already called you. If you don't take her to see the frog, let's see if she is willing to ignore you!" Cen Yanjun glared at him and said angrily.

"Go, who said you can't go?" Old Man Gu stood up and waved at An An, "Grandpa will take you to see the frog!"

The little dumpling was so excited that he cheered, caught up with his grandfather, and tucked his little hand into his palm.

It's eight o'clock now, and Cen Yanjun doesn't know where his wife's confidence comes from, but she really thinks that she can take her child to find the frog, and her curiosity drives her to carry her bag and go out with them.

Mr. Gu reported a place name and asked the driver to take them there.

Gu's car was parked at the entrance of a food court in the downtown area of ​​Beicheng.

An An asked in a milky voice, "Grandpa, where is the frog?"

Old Man Gu pointed to a bullfrog hotpot restaurant not far away: "Go."

"Okay! Let's go!"

An An followed him, and the grandfather and grandson entered the hot pot restaurant with high spirits.

That night, An An saw a bullfrog.

When entering the bullfrog shop, the enthusiastic waiter greeted him. Mr. Gu was embarrassed to just watch the bullfrog without ordering, so he ordered a Sichuan-flavored bullfrog pot.

Who would have thought that Chuanxiang Hotpot was so spicy that the old couple's lips became red and swollen.

When she got home, her grandfather told her that the bullfrog was not a frog, but a large edible frog.

Even so, the small group was already very satisfied.

Seeing this, Cen Yanjun and Mr. Gu were also satisfied.

In the evening, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui came to take An An home.

The little dumpling heard them tell their grandparents that the child was still alive.

Who is still alive?

An An couldn't understand, but her parents and grandparents were very happy, so she was also very happy.

After returning home, the couple coaxed to sleep peacefully.

Mo Sui couldn't sleep, tucked the quilt and went into the study alone.

It was late at night, and Gu Yicheng knocked on the door of the study.

The study room was dimly lit. She lowered her eyes and held her mobile phone, very quiet.

Gu Yicheng put the hot milk in front of her: "Drink some milk and go to bed earlier."

Mo Sui handed him the phone: "Look."

Together, they looked at the few photos that Mo Sui had on his phone.

It's a picture of a child.

The little baby of more than one month, white and tender, very cute.

With red eyes, she gently stroked the child's face 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 has been four years. In the past four years, Mo Sui has regretted countless times that he should not go to film, and should not leave his children at home for work.

During the most serious period of psychological problems, the thoughts in her mind were even more strange, and she almost forced herself to collapse.

But in any case, she never thought that the child was still alive.

Does God really favor them so much?

...

The police formally opened an investigation to find the child.

For several days, the couple came to the police station every day to inquire about the progress of the case.

The police checked Mo Yaqin's travel records four years ago, and then started with her relatives and friends, asking if anyone knew the secrets of that year, and investigating who among the children who were pronounced dead on that day had not gone through the formal procedures.

Mo Yaqin is too cunning. She can fake a shot in the hospital and find a way to get a death certificate and a cremation certificate. She is not easy.

But her condition became more and more serious, and now she has become incapacitated, her testimony will not be admitted and no arrest will be made.

Where did the child go?

If she really thinks about Mo Sui's career and doesn't have the heart to start, it is very likely that she will send the child to far, far places.

So far away that mother and daughter may never meet again by chance.

The crowd was vast, and Mo Yaqin, the only one who knew the key information, could not cooperate with the recorded confession to provide clues, so the police reminded the couple not to have too much hope.

Finding this child is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But how could they still listen, now Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui are eager to find their daughter.

These days, the couple goes to the nursing home a lot.

Mo Sui used all means, begging, angering and even threatening...

But Mo Yaqin's expression was dull and she didn't know what she was talking about.

It's time to go back to the cast.

But Mo Sui had no mind at all and just wanted to stay at home and wait for news.

"The police said that she had been to Lingshi in the days after the investigation. Lingshi is my father's hometown, so she may have gone to worship him." Mo Sui said, "On the third day after she returned home, she gave her I called and said the child was gone."

The police have begun to investigate whether Mo Yaqin threw the child in Lingshi.

It may be sent to a family without children or daughters, or it may be an orphanage.

There are five orphanages in Keling City, and there are many cities in the surrounding area. They don't know where Mo Yaqin sent the child, and they are even more uncertain whether the child was sent away when he was a few months old. of.

After all, there are a lot of abandoned babies in orphanages. Even if someone leaves the baby at the gate of the orphanage, it is difficult to determine whether the baby is one month old, two months old, or three months old just from the perspective of the baby's growth and development.

The progress of the investigation may be extended.

Gu Yicheng helped her pack her suitcase and said, "You can go to filming with peace of mind. No matter what method you use, the child will definitely find it."

Mo Sui knew that now was not the time to worry.

The whole crew is waiting for her, and she can't arbitrarily add burdens and losses to others for her own affairs.

She nodded, suddenly remembered An An's incident, and reminded Gu Yicheng to remember to complete the adoption procedures for the child.

And through the conversations between parents and mothers these days, Xiao Tuanzi realized a problem.

It turned out that the mother had her own daughter.

"Mom, is that sister or sister?" An An asked in a low voice.

Mo Sui picked An An up and let her stay in his arms.

"Mom doesn't know when An An was born, and the dean is not very sure, so I don't know whether An An is a sister or a sister." Mo Sui said warmly.

Gu Yicheng also sat beside them, smiled and rubbed the little guy's cheek: "Do you want An An to be an older sister or a younger sister?"

An An tilted her head and thought about this question carefully.

Last night, when she was at her grandparents' house, she heard Mrs. Li say that parents' biological daughters are very important.

Since that's the case, she has to take good care of that child.

So An An said seriously, "I want to be an older sister and take care of my younger sister."

Mo Sui's heart is not the taste.

Children who grow up in orphanages will be more delicate and sensitive. She wonders if An An, who is only four years old, knows so much, but in any case, she does not want her children to be sad.

They are looking for their daughter, but at the same time, An An is also important to them.

"An An is also a baby and doesn't need to take care of anyone." Mo Sui said, "You should be the child to be taken care of, you know?"

An An seems to understand.

Mo Sui added: "I'm sorry, my parents have been too busy these days to accompany you. But we will handle our own affairs as soon as possible and accompany An An, okay?"

"After Mom's filming is over, Dad will take annual leave, and Mom and Dad will take An An out to play." Gu Yicheng said with a smile, "When we go to a place with mountains and rivers, An An will definitely have a good time."

An An nodded obediently and said, "Mom should be happy too."

Mo Sui's nose was sour.

Her mood is indeed very complicated.

On the one hand, she worries about their daughter, and on the other hand, she resents Mo Yaqin's control over herself since she was a child, but in any case, that is her mother.

She never thought that her mother would do things that hurt herself and her children.

As if she was completely denied, the last trace of belief in her heart was about to collapse. She was sure that if the news came earlier, she would not even be able to face it.

Mo Sui took the child into his arms: "An An is so nice, we are not sad."

However, just as she hugged An An tightly, the phone rang suddenly.

It was from the nursing home.

"Miss Mo, I'm sorry. Aunt Mo, Aunt Mo she—"

Mo Sui looked cold: "What happened to her?"

"In the past two days, Aunt Mo's situation has gotten worse and worse. She said that you were going to film, and then said that you were taking an acting class. Last night, it was even more exaggerated. Aunt Mo said that you didn't get 100% in the test, and she tore yours to pieces. test paper."

Mo Sui rubbed his temples.

"Woke up this morning and she said she was going to bask in the sun downstairs. I went to find her an umbrella just like the other day. But I didn't expect that it was only a few minutes before she disappeared."

"Gone?" Mo Sui's eyes sank, "How did you take care of it?"

"Sorry, Miss Mo, we are also very busy at work. Basically, a nurse is not only responsible for taking care of one..." Huang explained anxiously.

But Mo Sui didn't listen anymore and hung up the phone irritably.

...

Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng went out to find Mo Yaqin.

At this moment, Mo Sui didn't think about anything else, but only thought that Mo Yaqin's mental state was up and down, maybe one day, she would suddenly recover, maybe she could tell the whereabouts of the child.

Time was urgent, and they didn't send An An to Gu's house.

The little dumplings were sitting in the car, not knowing where they were going, thinking they were going for a ride.

Beicheng is very big, and they have opened more than half of the city.

Mo Yaqin's family, Mo Sui's childhood home, her elementary school, junior high school, high school...

But no matter where she was, her whereabouts were never found.

Mo Sui laughed at herself: "How could I think she's in these places? She's different from other mothers. Even if her memory goes back to ten or twenty years ago, she wouldn't even think about finding me."

Gu Yicheng gave his wife a distressed look at the passenger seat.

When his mother did such a thing, Mo Sui didn't say anything on the surface, but the blow he received would definitely not be small.

The sun went down, and nurse Huang called again.

"Miss Mo, Aunt Mo is back! Great, she's finally back!" said nurse Huang.

Mo Sui's face became more and more ugly.

Again, she was played around by her own mother.

How long will Mo Yaqin continue to torment her?

"We go to a nursing home," she said.

A family of three went to a nursing home.

When she walked to the door of the suite, she took a deep breath, turned back to An An and said softly, "An An will not go in, go to the lobby outside and wait for her mother."

Knowing that she was afraid of scaring the child, Gu Yicheng took An An's hand: "Let's go over there to play."

After An An followed Gu Yicheng and turned around, Mo Sui took the key from the nurse, opened the door and entered the room.

In the room, Mo Yaqin was sitting on the bed.

She lowered her head and was knitting a sweater, her expression unhurried.

The bright yellow wool was wrapped around her hands. When she heard the movement, she raised her head and glanced at Mo Sui.

But with just one glance, she lowered her head again and continued to focus on weaving.

Mo Sui looked at her and approached slowly.

Originally, there was anger in her heart.

But at this time, the sun was setting, and the golden light fell on Mo Yaqin's body.

Mo Sui suddenly felt that this feeling was both familiar and unfamiliar.

As a child, she relied on and trusted her mother.

Since childhood, Mo Yaqin has controlled her.

When he was a child, Mo Sui didn't know how to resist, but when he grew up, it was because he didn't want to resist.

Because Mo Yaqin is also very pitiful.

In those days, there was no education, no serious work unit, and she took her daughter to make a living alone, and she suffered too much.

Mo Sui didn't want to be her, but he understood her.

But now, Mo Sui felt that he was too funny.

How could she understand Mo Yaqin?

Mo Sui walked forward slowly, all kinds of things from the past appeared in front of him, and his eyes gradually became wet.

Mom is very paranoid, but no matter what, are those loves fake?

When I was a child, my mother was very poor, but when she went out to eat noodles, she would add a poached egg to her.

Growing up, my mother had a stable job and tried taking her to the park to play bumper cars.

During the confinement period, her mother made a hearty confinement meal for her. She was not allowed to dip her in cold water. She had to heat the water first, and then use it to wash her hands after cooling...

Mo Sui always thought that Mo Yaqin loved her.

At this moment, she walked to Mo Yaqin step by step and asked softly, "Did you really throw my daughter away?"

Mo Yaqin didn't even lift her head, and continued to knit.

Mo Sui's face was pale, and one hand held her sweater needle tightly: "Where is she?"

"Who are you?" Mo Yaqin pushed her hand away and stared, "I don't know what you're talking about."

She wanted to push Mo Sui away.

But she didn't have enough strength, so she roared angrily.

Mo Sui was startled: "You don't know me anymore?"

"Who the **** are you?" Mo Yaqin raised her head abruptly and said sharply, "Get out now! Don't think that our orphans and widows are easy to bully."

Mo Sui grabbed her wrist and let it go subconsciously.

Outside the suite, a small milk voice sounded.

"Dad, I'm going to protect Mommy!"

The little dumpling broke free from Gu Yicheng's hand and rushed in.

She ran to Mo Sui, her two little hands spread out, just like when grandma and her were playing with eagles and chickens, protecting her mother tightly.

At this moment, Mo Yaqin stood up from the bed.

Mo Sui was afraid that she would hurt the child again, so she subconsciously protected An An.

However, Mo Yaqin laughed.

She took the wool and walked towards An An, showing the gentlest smile in all these years.

"Sui Sui, look at the little sweater that mom knitted for you." She unfolded the sweater and compared it in front of An An.

Nurse Huang also heard the previous screams and ran over in a hurry.

As soon as she entered the suite, she hurriedly said, "Aunt Mo, you are confused, this is not your daughter."

"My daughter, her eyes are very round and the ends of her eyes are a little stubborn. Her small nose bridge is very straight, which is different from other children's flat nose bridge. The mouth is also the same, even when she is not smiling, she seems to be smiling. Mo Yaqin frowned, looked at Nursing Officer Huang with the eyes of a fool, and patted An An's head lovingly, "We Suisui, we will be big stars when we grow up."

"It's inexplicable. I brought up Suisui by myself. How can I not recognize my daughter?"

Nursing Officer Huang laughed, coaxing Mo Yaqin as if he was coaxing a child: "Does this kid look a lot like your daughter when she was a child?"

"It doesn't look alike, she is my daughter." Mo Yaqin said stubbornly.

"Yes, yes, how can a mother not recognize her own child." Huang Nursing helped her sit back on the bed, "She is not your daughter, but your daughter's child on the show. But the show was on air at the time. When we were there, someone said that they were a bit alike."

Mo Yaqin couldn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from frowning and looking at nurse Huang with hostility.

At this time, Mo Sui's brain was like a "boom", unable to think.

She stood there blankly, and after a long time, a small thought appeared in her heart unconsciously.

The police said that maybe Mo Yaqin threw the child in the Lingshi Orphanage, and she has always followed this line of thought, never considering other possibilities.

Mo Sui turned around with a "huh" and looked at Gu Yicheng.

Obviously, his thoughts are the same as hers.

This idea is so absurd, they didn't dare to dream about it, they just stared straight at An An, looking nervous.

"What does it look like? Do you want to see a picture of my daughter, this is my daughter."

Mo Yaqin stood up, walked slowly to the wardrobe, and looked at Caregiver Huang vigilantly.

It wasn't until Nursing Huang covered her eyes and said she wasn't looking, she stretched out her hand and took out a long purse from under the thick clothes.

Immediately afterwards, she took out an old, almost yellowing photo from her wallet: "Look, we took it in the photo studio on my daughter's fourth birthday."

Caregiver Huang took a closer look, then looked back at An An, his eyes widened.

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