The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 502 Wind Evil

   The woman's light-hearted face finally showed a hint of urgency, took the child from the woman's hand, and patted his back lightly.

   "Don't cry, Mommy is here."

  Xu smelled a familiar breath, the child's cry was a little smaller, but it still didn't stop.

  The woman was so anxious, there was a layer of water in her eyes, and her eyes were full of distress.

   Zheng Qing clenched his fists and stared at the child's distorted face from crying, not wanting to miss a single second.

   Mingjing patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and took a step forward.

   "Give it to me, let me see."

  The woman stood in front of the woman and stared suspiciously at the mirror: "You are not a doctor, what can you do? Isn't it a child abductor?"

   Nothing more than she suspected that there were too many people abducting and selling children recently. The last time she went out with Jinjin in her arms, with a flash of effort, the child was almost abducted by the traffickers.

   The woman looked at the mirror, her eyes were warm and sincere, subconsciously convincing.

   "You...you can see children's diseases?"

   "I have learned some medical skills at a superficial level, and it is not an option for a child to cry all the time."

Although the girl in front of    is young, she has a calm temperament and is neither arrogant nor impetuous. Looking at the child who was crying more and more in her arms, Cong Yan reluctantly handed the child to her.

Ming Jing reached out and took the child. The one-year-old child was a little longer, and he was already tall and strong, weighing about 20 pounds. Although Ming Jing's arms were slender, they were too thin. Cong Yan was a little scared, for fear of her. Can't hold the child.

   But he saw Ming Jing firmly hugged the child in his arms and gently patted the child's back.

  A magical scene happened. The child gradually stopped crying and stared at the mirror with big bright eyes.

   Cong Yan was quite surprised. This child was quite recognizable. No one would allow him to hold him except his family. He cried as soon as he was hugged.

   Zheng Qing, who was standing behind Ming Jing, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and looked at the child in Ming Jing's arms, her eyes were tender like she had never shown.

Ming Jing lowered her eyes, this is undoubtedly a very beautiful face, they say that when you are three years old, you can see how old you are, and when you are less than two years old, you can see how many little girls will be fascinated by this face in the future, especially a pair of black and bright big girls. Eyes, hiding a clever energy.

   Der Spiegel saw a trace of familiarity on this face.

  The child stretched out his chubby hand and grabbed Mingjing's hair, making a "babble babble" sound in his mouth.

   Mingjing smiled: "Zijin, you can't."

   The child froze for a moment, as if he understood, and let go of his hand.

   Congyan thought it was quite miraculous, this child is naughty by nature, you don't let him do anything, the more he wants to do it, he didn't expect that he would actually listen to Der Spiegel.

   It surprised her more than the sun came out of the west.

   Ming Jing picked up the child's left hand and clenched it into a small fist, Ming Jing smiled and looked at Zijin.

   He automatically spread his palms.

  Der Spiegel took a closer look, checked his tongue and eyes, and asked the woman on the side, "What has he eaten recently?"

The    woman said in confusion: "I didn't eat anything? As usual, I fed him pumpkin porridge in the morning. The child's appetite has always been good, and he ate an extra bowl."

  Congyan asked anxiously, "What happened to the child?"

   Der Spiegel asked again: "How has he slept recently?"

  The woman sighed: "Recently, Jin Jin's sleep is really not very good. I often wake up in the middle of the night, crying, and I went to the hospital for examination. The doctor said that this child is very healthy and is developing better than ordinary children."

   Cong Yan rubbed his eyebrows sadly, "I don't know what happened to this child?"

The woman    whispered, "I suspect it was bumping into something unclean..."

Before he finished speaking, he was severely reprimanded by Cong Yan; "What nonsense?"

  The woman lowered her head in embarrassment.

   Zheng Qing took a step forward anxiously: "Mingjing, why is this happening?"

  Der Spiegel teased the child, in exchange for the child's "giggling" laughter.

   She said, "Take me to the child's bedroom."

   Congyan hesitated for a while, "This way, please."

  The child will not lie. He trusts this girl so much, which is enough to prove that she is not a bad person. Cong Yan chooses to believe her once.

The backyard is a quadrangle surrounded by three sides, with a patio in the middle. The courtyard is full of flowers. Clothes are hung on the railings under the eaves, including children's, women's, and adult men's clothes. They are kept clean and tidy. It is full of warm life atmosphere, which is enough to prove that the hostess is a woman with ingenuity and quality.

   Zheng Qing quietly walked to Mingjing and said in a low voice, "What did you find?"

   She spoke, but her eyes never left the child's face.

  The child also saw her, suddenly giggled, and stretched out his hands to her.

   Zheng Qing paused, the expression on his face was very complicated, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

   Mingjing brought the child to her and said warmly, "Hugging him."

Zheng Qing stretched out her hands tremblingly and hugged the child into her arms. From her cramped movements, it could be seen that she really had no experience in holding children, but the child did not cry, but was playing with Zheng Qing's hair. A silver bell-like laughter came out of his mouth.

   Cong Yan glanced at this scene, frowned subconsciously, and couldn't help but look at Zheng Qing more.

   Mingjing walked in front of Cong Yan, just blocking Zheng Qing, she whispered: "Madam."

  Congyan returned to his senses and opened the door of a room on the west side: "This is it."

   The room is not big, but it is very clean and tidy. There are many toys stacked in the basket at the door, all of which are popular nowadays, and there is a half-built building block castle.

   "I usually rush to make a cheongsam, and it's very late when I go to bed, so the children usually sleep with Aunt Lin."

  Aunt Lin is that woman, the nanny who takes care of Zijin.

  The bright mirror looked around, and his eyes fell on a wind chime hanging by the bedside. The wind chime was made of copper and inlaid with fine diamonds, which was exquisite and luxurious.

   A wisp of breeze came from outside the window, the wind chimes were jingling, and the music was extremely beautiful.

   The quiet child in Zheng Qing's arms suddenly burst into tears without warning, and Zheng Qing immediately rushed to coax him.

   "Don't cry, don't cry, obediently don't cry..."

   The child didn't mean to stop, Cong Yan walked over and took the child away from Zheng Qing's arms, stroking his back, but doing so was useless.

  Cong Yan's eyes were filled with tears, "How can I do this?"

   In fact, it is normal for such an old child to cry, but if there is no illness and no disaster, crying like this is not normal.

   Zheng Qinghuai was hollow, looked at the child in Cong Yan's arms worriedly, and couldn't help asking: "Mingjing, what's wrong with the child?"

   Ding Jing went to the bed, reached out and took off the wind chimes.

   "Who bought this?"

   Congyan said subconsciously, "It was the lottery gift given to the child by the child's aunt. At that time, Jin Jin only grabbed the wind chime. I thought he liked it, so he hung it on his bedside."

   Congyan immediately frowned sensitively: "Why, is there something wrong with this wind chime?"

  Der Spiegel was playing with the wind chimes, but saw that the delicate glyphs above were hidden in green that was hard to see with the naked eye, which was concealed by the dazzling fine diamonds.

According to the Compendium of Materia Medica, copper scorpion is formed by the liquid gas of copper, which is sour and has a little poison. It enters the liver meridian, the liver stores blood, and the blood gives up the soul. ."

   Of course, this is just a testimonial.

   Zheng Qing was even more anxious than Cong Yan: "Then what should we do?"

  Der Spiegel took off the beads on his wrist and put them on the child's thin wrist. What's even more amazing is that the child grabbed the beads and played with them, and never cried again.

   Cong Yan's eyes changed when he looked at Ming Jing.

   She never believed in those god-given things, but what this young girl did, she had to believe it.

   Aunt Lin looked at this scene and couldn't help but say, "I just said Jin Jin was hit by evil."

   It’s just that this evil is man-made.

   "What will happen to the child if... if it takes a long time?" Cong Yan asked.

   Mingjing touched Zijin's head and said indifferently: "No Lord collapses and disappears day by day."

   As Mingjing finished his words, the three present shivered at the same time, only to feel a chill on their backs.

   "But don't worry, the child is a pure yang body. If you feel the wind and evil for a while, you can recover quickly."

   She picked up the wind chimes: "It's just this thing, I'm going to take it with me."

   Congyan looked at the wind chimes in Mingjing's hands, and then looked at the young son in his arms, and said with difficulty: "Are you sure, is the child's abnormality related to this thing?"

   "If you believe, you have, if you don't, you don't."

   Cong Yan immediately knelt on the ground: "Thank you, Miss, for saving my child's life. I'm so kind and virtuous, I will never forget it."

  Der Spiegel immediately helped her up: "You can't do it, get up quickly."

   Cong Yan stood up and stared at the wind chimes, those gentle eyes gradually became sharp.

   Congyan gave the child to her: "I want to call you a sister, this child has a fate with you, it is better to let him recognize you as a godmother, and let the child honor you for life in the future."

   Zheng Qing's expression instantly became very subtle.

   Ming Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the child in his arms.

   The corner of the little guy's smiling mouth grinned to the base of his ears, holding a Buddha bead in his hand, "Mom...Mom..."

   Congyan laughed: "The child kisses you so much."

   Ming Jing subconsciously looked back at Zheng Qing.

   Zheng Qing walked over with a smile and said, "That's right, you have a relationship with this child, you should recognize it, sooner or later you will not be able to escape."

   Yes, sooner or later there is no escape.

   Mingjing smiled and touched Zijin's head: "From today onwards, I'll be your godmother, and godmother will protect you in the future, okay?"

Cong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this woman's appearance and temperament were not ordinary people, she knew medical skills, and was good at people, especially Jin Jin's reaction to her, she was really scared to death this time, as long as the child is safe and healthy, other She can not care.

   She just has an intuition, as long as she is there, Jin Jin will grow up safely and healthily.

   "Another day, I will hold a big one, and I will recognize the scenery and scenery of the family banquet, so that everyone knows that we have such a beautiful and gentle godmother."

   Mingjing shook his head: "Don't worry, since I recognize him, he is my godson, and I will take him seriously."

   "This string of Buddhist beads is something I keep with me. I've been with me for many years. I'll give it to you today as a gift."

   Cong Yan said quickly: "Jin Jin, thank you godmother soon."

   Zijin opened his mouth, "Crab...Mom."

   "This child is learning to speak, and his articulation is not very articulate. Don't be surprised."

   Congyan glanced at the sky: "It's getting late, you must stay at noon, I will go to prepare lunch immediately."

  Hua Luo hurriedly left, dragging Aunt Lin away before leaving.

   The two walked on their front feet, and Ming Jing looked at Zheng Qing helplessly.

   "Aqing...."

   Zheng Qing's eyes were red, she was always smiling, and she had never seen such a vulnerable side.

  Der Spiegel was stunned, and stretched out a hand to hold hers.

   "It's all over, at least he's safe and healthy and growing so well, this is the greatest luck."

   She looked at the ignorant child in her arms and said warmly, "You are a conscientious mother, and one day, he will understand you."

   Whether it is Cong Yan or this family, it can be seen that Zheng Qing must have put a lot of effort into choosing a family to adopt a child.

   Zheng Qing choked and said: "Ayu, in this world, after all, you still understand me."

People with their identities can't give their children a safe and happy growing environment. She had already looked for someone when she was pregnant, but just when she was giving birth, Cong Yan went to the hospital with her. Unfortunately, Cong Yan Yan's child died at birth and was not saved. Zheng Qing temporarily changed his mind and Li Daitao stiffened.

  The son has a new identity, and Cong Yan also has a son, everyone is very happy.

   Afterwards, she investigated Cong Yan's family. She and her husband were both intellectuals and were kind to others. Cong Yan had been married for many years and had nothing to do with her.

   If she learns that the child is gone, she will be devastated and unable to live.

   Now it looks like a win-win situation.

   She gave her all her best to give birth to her son. She would not let the child follow her to live a displaced single-parent life. He needed a healthy and peaceful environment to grow up. Although it was painful, Zheng Qing always felt that her choice was not wrong.

   Ming Jing lowered his eyes and said warmly, "The beloved son of parents has far-reaching plans."

  Zheng Qing snorted coldly: "Unfortunately, there is still a little trouble. If you didn't happen to meet today, the consequences would be unimaginable."

   "Dare to hurt my child, I will never let her go."

  ——

In the kitchen, Aunt Lin muttered, "Xiaoyan, why are you so reassuring to hand over your child to them? How can that girl be Jin Jin's godmother? Also, as a gift, Jin Jin will be given a string of broken beads as a gift. Sending beggars."

   Cong Yan frowned, her gentle voice mixed with a hint of sternness: "Aunt Lin, she saved Jin Jin, I don't want to hear such words again in the future, and also, that string of Buddhist beads is not ordinary."

   Aunt Lin lowered her head shyly.

   Congyan's face was solemn, she dried her hands, and went out to call her husband.

   "My sister-in-law asked me to order a cheongsam a few days ago. Ask my sister-in-law to see when she has time to come and pick it up."

   "Okay, come back early, I have something to tell you."

   hung up the phone, Cong Yan closed his eyes, and made a decision in his heart.

   She will not give anyone the opportunity to harm her children.

   (end of this chapter)