Mu Qiu looked down at the poor, sniffling child, and smiled soothingly at him, then tilted her head to look at Cheng Zhirang.
Indicating to him, what should be done?
Cheng Zhirang looked at the young child squatting on the ground, then at the person tilting her head in inquiry, rembering the ti he saw her in tears at the airport, with misty eyes and reddened eye rims, thinking their behavior should belong to the sa category.
Quite similar.
The people inside hurriedly ca out to find the child, Assistant Wen stepped out and saw the two people standing outside, and the child hiding behind the woman, breathed a sigh of relief, calming the woman inside: "Sister Chen, the child is just outside with Brother Cheng, didn’t run far, don’t cry anymore..."
Cheng Zhirang looked over there, furrowing his brow, speaking to the child behind Mu Qiu: "Chengcheng, co here, your mom is looking for you."
Chengcheng didn’t listen to him, instead hiding even more behind Mu Qiu’s legs, shaking his head with chubby little hands propped against his knees.
"Chengcheng doesn’t want to."
Cheng Zhirang pursed his lips, a few seconds of silence, squatted down, his voice softened: "Then what does Chengcheng want? Mom is crying, don’t you want to go back and comfort her?"
Mu Qiu looked around, the current situation was two n hiding in front and behind her legs speaking, while she was being treated like a static backdrop.
They could really switch positions to coax the child, really.
Chengcheng heard Cheng Zhirang’s words, still stubbornly not moving, looking down at the floor, with the sound of inhaling snuffling, a wet stain spreading on the knee area of his yellow kitten overalls.
"Chengcheng?"
Cheng Zhirang called again, but there was still no response. He glanced around, stood up, and felt a bit lost.
A single male without kids at ho isn’t skilled at coaxing children, at this ti he looked rather awkwardly unsure what to do.
He directed his gaze at Mu Qiu.
Mu Qiu thought she "clearly understood" the ssage conveyed through his eyes, actively offering: "Let give it a try, Brother Cheng."
She put the trash bag against the wall, squatted down to face the little boy, hesitantly placed her hand gently on his fluffy head.
"Your na is Chengcheng, right? Why are you hiding behind sister?"
Chengcheng lowered his head, raised his hand to wipe tears, leaving a wet patch on his chubby little hand.
Mu Qiu continued: "Chengcheng should be a polite child, right? Sister is asking you, you should respond to sister."
After these words, Chengcheng finally raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and nodded pitifully with a pouting mouth.
"I’m Chengcheng."
"Your na is Chengcheng, you should be wearing orange clothes, why did mom dress you in blue clothes and yellow kitten overalls?"
"Eh?" Chengcheng appeared a bit confused, he glanced down at his clothes, then looked at her vacantly.
The child’s dazed look was quite adorable, Mu Qiu had written several books where there were little chubby characters in extras, but she hadn’t really encountered such adorable little chubby ones, nor had experience with children; seeing soone else’s cute child at this mont, her heart softened.
She tentatively reached out to pick Chengcheng up.
A bit heavy.
Chengcheng was probably a naturally sociable child unafraid of strangers, upon being picked up he promptly lay on her shoulder, tiny hands tightly encircling her neck.
"But Chengcheng looks cute in these yellow kitten pants. Does Chengcheng want to play with sister?"
The small head was already resting on her shoulder as the child nodded, turned sideways falling on her shoulder, his soft face pressed against her neck.
Mu Qiu looked at Cheng Zhirang, pleasantly surprised she curved her lips, then mimicked a gentle mother’s tone to say to Chengcheng: "Let’s go talk to mom first, okay? It would be sad if mom can’t find you later."
After a long while, Chengcheng, who wasn’t crying anymore, whimpered, agreeing to the suggestion.
Across the hall, the inside of the house was a bit chaotic, probably sothing major happened, the hostess seed emotionally unwell. After greeting with Chengcheng, Cheng Zhirang led them out again.
He stood at the doorway, Mu Qiu and Chengcheng standing in the corridor.
Half an hour later.
Mu Qiu didn’t expect Chengcheng to really latch onto her.
She also didn’t expect to be won over when Cheng Zhirang simply said sothing gently, so she agreed with dizzy delight to bring Chengcheng ho.
Drat, deceived by beauty.
Mu Qiu sat on the sofa, staring at the confused little chubby child sitting on the small stool opposite.
After a while, she sighed, reaching out to him, "Co on, sister will give you a bath."
If this child were closer to Cheng Zhirang, the role she would fit wouldn’t be now as "a good passerby nanny," a more intriguing story on her could easily evolve into a stepmother’s rise.
After bathing and wrapping in a towel, the rosy little chubby child was arranged to snuggle on the sofa, while she went downstairs to fetch the delivery.
Ordered takeaway consisting of spring rolls, buns, and corn porridge.
Side by side, one big one small sat on the sofa; recalling the child-care scenarios she wrote about, mindful small children might spill greens from spring rolls onto clothes, she—
Struggled to tear two pages from the notebook, using clear tape affixed to Chengcheng, making a makeshift bib.
Concern over spilled greens led to worries about staining the sofa, so she finally placed him to sit on the floor, sat herself down, handing him a wooden spoon.
Assistant Wen knocked entering just as he caught sight of Sister Chen’s son strangely gripping the spoon drinking porridge, half a bun dropped into the oddly shaped, oddly textured makeshift bib.
The caregiver seed rather creative.
Assistant Wen retracted his gaze, sincerely thanked: "Miss Mu, I’m Brother Cheng’s assistant, my surna is Wen. It’s troubleso, but Brother Cheng couldn’t co, so I’m here to take Chengcheng back."
Inconvenient?
Indeed inconvenient. The currently popular male actor, even without paparazzi around, shouldn’t casually enter a female’s residence, risking exposure by ill-intent soday, causing harm to both.
Mu Qiu thought about survival rules in the entertainnt industry, very understanding, packed two remaining small buns for Chengcheng, returned him.
Chengcheng lay on Assistant Wen, waved reluctantly at Mu Qiu at the door, milkily voiced, "Sister goodbye."
"Goodbye Chengcheng."
After sending off the little chubby child, Mu Qiu pulled her hair into a ponytail, preparing to clean the ssy floor.
The phone buzzed again from the sofa.
Mu Qiu ignored it, her phone kept buzzing since the pilot episode aired, mostly acquaintances ssaging expressing shock, and so seeking celebrity autographs.
After cleaning up, showering, she picked up the phone for bulk processing.
Then saw the ssage from an hour ago, and paused.
Cheng Zhirang added her as a friend.
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