My iceberg smiled

Chapter 76 Gratitude is Incidental

"Uncle Zhuo, what do you want to say, you might as well just say it."

Seeing that Zhuo Yuan had made such a big detour without getting to the point, Han Mochen couldn't help but speak decisively.

Zhuo Yuan smiled awkwardly, and said gently, "I mean... the flowers in front of Madam's tomb, could it be that people from Songshan Orphanage put them there?"

Han Mochen understood that Zhuo Yuan wanted to say that when Dean Qi and his group went to sweep the graves of their relatives yesterday, they even swept his mother's tomb along the way.

Although the dead mother made him love and hate, it was still his mother, a bond of kinship that could not be erased even by muscle or blood, and could never be abandoned.

Zhuo Yuan continued: "If it's really them, then...they have such kind respect for Madam, young master, you should express your gratitude."

That's right, I don't even have time to pay homage to my mother's grave, but it's really heartfelt that those irrelevant strangers pay homage to it with kindness.

Han Mochen pondered for a moment, then nodded, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Tomorrow, you and I will go to the orphanage."

One is to thank you, and the other is to...

Han Mochen struggled in his heart, for some reason, he felt that the main purpose of his wanting to go to the orphanage was not to thank him.

Thank you is only incidental, in fact... I somehow want to see what that kid looks like.

Zhuo Yuan and Han Mochen never suspected that someone else put the flower in front of the tomb at all. Under the coincidence like yesterday, they would only believe that Dean Qi and his team did it.

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The next day.

When Zhuo Qiu heard that his father and the young master were going to the Songshan Orphanage, he was slightly startled at first, and then insisted on going with them.

He hadn't been to the orphanage for a long time, Zhuo Qiu also missed those children in the orphanage.

Especially for someone, he had to ask in person whether the gift he gave back then was good or not.

Han Mochen didn't refuse, so the three of them went out early in the morning and took a car to Songshan Orphanage.

at the same time.

Han Qianxiao was sitting on a small stool in the yard eating the creme brulee that Anan made for her.

The color of the pudding is very good, with a layer of pleasant brown on top of the bright yellow, which is evenly matched and very beautiful, which makes people have a lot of appetite.

Han Qianxiao scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon and slowly put it into her mouth. The soft and smooth taste instantly spread from the tip of her small tongue to the root of her tongue. She felt happy and took a long time to swallow it.

She felt the soft and slippery yellow thing slide down her narrow throat.

That feeling...

That taste...

It's just too beautiful to describe.

Anan's pudding making skills are getting better and better, and Han Qianxiao can't find any shortcomings from it.

I don't know when it started, she has gradually become addicted to the taste of pudding, and she has to eat two bites a day to be reconciled.

To that extent, it is as serious as the mentally retarded system in the brain cannot do without potato chips for a moment.

Here, Han Qianxiao is obediently and enjoying the delicious bright yellow pudding. One meter away, Xiaomi and two or three other children who are one and a half years older than him are playing with mud in the yard.

Originally, Xiaomi wanted to play with Han Qianxiao, but Han Qianxiao flatly refused.

She played mud with these little kids?nonexistent!
Although her body is that of a two-year-old child, she will never allow her mind to become a kid.

(End of this chapter)