C438 It Was Everyone's Responsibility to Care for the Retarded

She pinched herself hard. The pain made Yung Yueqing sure that she was not dreaming. She stared at the man's handsome face and muttered.

"Dabao, baby, Little Prince Xichen, you just ate a sushi and not a catalyst. How did you suddenly grow so big..."

Was the sushi in this restaurant made of pig feed? Why did her Dabao suddenly become so big after eating it?

Ling Xichen, who was completely blocked by the man, covered his face.

This was not his biological mother. He had nothing to do with this woman. No...

Yung Yueqing stared at the man's handsome face and then looked again. Yung Yueqing then realized that this was the handsome man she had seen in the parking lot. Why did he look so similar to her Dabao?

"Hey, handsome, how are you? What a coincidence. We meet again." Yung Yueqing waved her hand and the corners of her mouth revealed a smile like a sunflower.

Ling Xichen:... big idiot, did you not notice anything wrong?

However, the tall and handsome man in front of her, who looked like a god, did not speak. His eagle-like eyes stared at her, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

Uh, Yung Yueqing touched her nose. This, she did not steal this man's wife. What was the meaning of looking at her with this kind of gaze?

That's right, how could she forget that this handsome man was deaf and mute? Then what was the meaning of this gaze?

Yung Yueqing expressed that she was very distressed. She had not learned how to communicate with deaf and mute people in a group. What was the meaning of this gaze now?

"Little Prince Xichen, come here." Yung Yueqing thought about it and felt that with her low IQ, she might not be able to guess tomorrow.

It was better to ask her son for guidance...

Mommy, you finally know that this man in front of you is not Dabao. Ling Xichen's movements were swift and fierce. He jumped down from the high chair and ran towards the woman's arms.

As if on purpose, Ling Xichen's voice was soft and mellow. "Mommy, hug."

He bent down and picked up the little dumpling on the ground. Yung Yueqing lowered her voice and said, "Son, what do you think this disabled handsome man means? Mommy doesn't understand his eyes..."

Disabled handsome guy? Ling Xichen immediately connected the dots to his mother's words in the parking lot.

Ling Xichen's beautiful eyes rolled around as he whispered into the woman's ear, "Mommy, he's interested in this position. Let's hurry up and leave. It's everyone's responsibility to lock up idiots. "

(Shang Moze:... F * ck, get your ass over here!)

Yung Yueqing suddenly realized what she meant. She patted Ling Xichen's head as a reward." My good son, you are so smart! "

Slowly standing up, Yung Yueqing revealed a beautiful and gentle smile. "Sir, I wish you a good meal. This seat is yours."

As she spoke, she hugged her son and turned around. Large red flowers bloomed in her heart. Wakaka, she was so kind, so righteous, caring and retarded. Everyone had a responsibility!

Just as she was touched to the point where she could not take it anymore, her elbow was pulled by someone. A low and pleasant male voice came from behind, "Who is this child?"

Stimulated by this mellow and magnetic voice, Yung Yueqing could not help but come back to her senses. That's not right. This handsome guy can actually speak. Isn't he retarded?

Shang Moze:... I... )

Yung Yueqing slowly turned her head and blinked her bright eyes. "Sir, are you asking me?"

"This child, who is it?" Seeing Yi Xiaomi like this, Shang Moze's eyes almost spurted out fire. He fiercely exerted strength in his hands. Pretending, and even pretending!

Because of the pain on her elbow, Yung Yueqing bared her teeth. "Sir, you're hurting me." Damn it, this person must be crazy. He was so good-looking, but there was something wrong with his brain!

Yung Yueqing immediately reacted and was stunned. No wonder her son said that he cared about retarded people and not disabled people. She thought it was a slip of the tongue.

Thinking of this, Yung Yueqing's admiration for her son increased. He was indeed worthy of being her genius, Dabao. He could see through the nature of mental disabilities with a single look!

Forget it. It was better not to bicker with people who were not in good spirits. After all, it was quite pitiful. Thinking of this, Yung Yueqing smiled gently.

"This child is naturally mine."

"Damn it. I know it is yours. I am asking..." Looking at Little Milk Bun who was in the woman's arms, Shang Moze's voice paused. "His father, who is he?"

Eh, could it be that this person mistakenly thought that he was checking his account, so he was interrogating her here?

Yung Yueqing sighed. Forget it, forget it. She would just be a good person once to satisfy this handsome man's wish and fulfill his wish to become a census officer.

Cooperatively standing still, Yung Yueqing's voice was gentle, "Comrade, there are a total of five people in my family. I, my brother, my future sister-in-law, I am old, my grandfather, and my son."

"This child is called Ling Xichen, his father is called Ling Jue, I am called..."

"Yi Xiaomi!" Finally, Shang Moze could not stop himself from pinching the woman's elbow. He used so much force that it was as if he wanted to crush her bones.

"I will ask you one more time. Whose child is this?"

The man's eyes seemed to be about to spurt fire. His eyes were sinister and terrifying. The other hand that was hanging by his side made cracking sounds.

This damn woman, still pretending, still pretending!