12

"...It's quite sweet." Ding Ji said.

"I had ice cream when I came out," said Lin Wuyu, "I'm a little bit full now."

"Whose appetite can I support an ice cream?" Ding Ji stood up, went to the shop next to him to wash his hands, and pushed out his electric car.

"Three boxes." Lin Wuyu touched his stomach, "I'm really a little overwhelmed, ice cream takes up space for rice."

"You are rushing away." Liu Jinpeng couldn't help but say.

"Be more civilized." Ding Ji got into the car, turned his head towards Lin Wuyu, "Come up."

Lin Wuyu put a big bag in his hand on the pedal.

"Have you bought something?" Ding Ji asked.

"Well, milk powder," said Lin Wuyu, "I'll transfer two hundred yuan to me later, which is what we bought together."

"Okay." Ding Ji nodded.

When Lin Wuyu got into the car, he stuffed the hem of his clothes into the waist of his trousers.

"Which village is the fashion trend in this?" Liu Jinpeng looked at him with disgust.

"Shut up." Ding Ji started the electric car, and before Liu Jinpeng could speak, he drove the car into Fruit Street.

"Can this be done?" Lin Wuyu asked behind.

"Yes," Ding Ji walked flexibly in the crowd, "I can walk out even with my eyes closed, don't worry."

"You..." Lin Wuyu turned around and looked at the direction of the watermelon stall. "No wonder when I said last time that I was not a peach blossom, the watermelon was blurted out?"

"What?" Ding Ji turned his head.

"Do you always sell watermelons there?" Lin Wuyu asked.

really.

Ding Ji sighed.

"It's not my stall," he didn't know whether Lin Wuyu could believe it, "That's Pengpeng's watermelon."

"Oh, are you going to help?" Lin Wuyu said, "I can't make much money even if I sell all the watermelons, right? Are you still sharing it?"

"I didn't help," said Ding Ji, "I'm just eating watermelon there!"

"I understand." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji felt that the more he explained, he felt more and more like he made up, so he had to change the topic: "Where have you lived in these few days?"

"Dormitory." Lin Wuyu said.

"...Oh." Ding Ji nodded. He has not lived in the school for a long time and often can't react.

The welfare home is very far away. When Lin Wuyu arrived, he was a little worried that the electric car would not be able to drive back.

"Impossible," said Ding Ji, "I have added a battery and can travel back and forth between the suburbs."

"You are talking to the traffic police all over your car." Lin Wuyu sighed.

"What are you shouting?" Ding Ji locked the car.

"Come and catch me quickly." Lin Wuyu shouted while waving.

"No," Ding Ji pulled his arm off, "Why do you think a very serious person still do such a thing?"

Lin Wuyu smiled and walked towards the gate of the welfare home.

The reason why the child they picked up was abandoned was probably because of his congenital disability in his right hand and his palm could not be opened. His parents are not found and no one has adopted them for the time being.

However, in the welfare home, the problem with the palm is considered light. The elder sister in charge of the reception said that the child can still be adopted by surgery if the surgery is corrected.

There are all such children with physical or intellectual problems in the yard. Many of them are quite serious. Every glance makes Ding Ji feel uncomfortable.

I don’t know what Lin Wuyu feels.

He looked back.

Lin Wuyu was looking at a child sitting in a small chair gnawing apples. The child looked at him with an intellectual problem, and the muscles on his face were twitching, and the apple juice was chewing all his hands and face.

Then he grinned at Lin Wuyu.

Ding Ji quickly looked at Lin Wuyu. If this ruthless person dared to turn his face coldly, he would immediately stare at someone.

But Lin Wuyu didn't turn his face away. He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and smiled at the child.

"We have a volunteer who just gave birth to a baby," a sister in charge of the reception took them in. "You can feed your child some breast milk, but you still have to eat milk powder most of the time."

"We brought some milk powder," Ding Ji said, "Brother Wuyu bought it, I don't know if it's suitable."

"It should be appropriate," said Lin Wuyu, "When I went to the maternal and child shop, I found a sister who brought the children and asked."

"You are quite considerate," the eldest sister said with a smile, "Thank you, students, don't spend money. If you want to see the children in the future, just come here."

The children are not very good at looking, especially the children who are sleeping.

The eldest sister took them and three people gathered by the little crib, looking down at the sleeping child, as if she was performing some solemn ceremony.

Feeling very stupid.

Lin Wuyu took a step aside.

"Does he have a name now?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yes, it's called Donglai," said the eldest sister, "Purple Qi Donglai, good luck."

"Why isn't it called Ziqi?" Ding Ji asked again casually.

The eldest sister and Lin Wuyu looked at him together.

"It sounds not good." said the eldest sister.

"Oh." Ding Ji nodded with a smile.

After chatting for a few more words, they walked out.

After all, I am not familiar with this child and I can't make fun of it when I fall asleep.

The children in the activity room started fighting for some reason and rolled into a ball on the ground. The eldest sister didn't bother to send them out and helped to pull the rack.

"It's pretty good," Ding Ji walked out, "There are still a lot of fun things in the yard.

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded.

"You will go back to school later, right?" Ding Ji asked.

"How about you send me back to Xigua," said Lin Wuyu, "I'll buy two and take them back to the dormitory to take care of your business."

"...I won't charge you money." Ding Ji sighed.

"Then I won't go." Lin Wuyu said.

"Oh," Ding Ji was a little helpless, "Okay, okay, I'll make you a little cheaper."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu smiled.

After walking for a few steps, a small black shadow suddenly emerged from the side, pounced on Lin Wuyu's legs and hugged him.

Lin Wuyu was startled and turned his head and was about to close his legs when he found out that it was a little boy.

The little boy raised his head and hugged his legs and greeted loudly: "Dad!"

"What..." Lin Wuyu was shocked and turned to look at Ding Ji.

The shock on Ding Ji's face was transforming into a crazy laugh.

"Dad!" the little boy shouted loudly again.

Ding Ji laughed out loud, and he was so happy.

"Who is your father?" Lin Wuyu jumped back with one leg. The little boy hugged his legs and refused to let go. He didn't dare to use force.

"Dad!" the little boy continued to shout.

"Do I look so much like a father?" Lin Wuyu couldn't help it and turned to ask Ding Ji.

Ding Ji was already laughing at the side.

Lin Wuyu had to bow his head and confront the child. He did not let go and he did not move.

He saw clearly when the confrontation was held. The child's right eye should be invisible, his eyes were gray and his eye sockets were a little sunken.

But the eyes are quite big.

"I'll do it." Ding Ji finally laughed enough from the side, came over and squatted to his legs, and pinched the child's hand, "What's your name?"

"Let him let go first." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji looked up at him and made a lip shaped like "shut up".

"Dingman." The little boy replied.

"Dingman? Why does it sound a little familiar?" Ding Ji looked up at Lin Wuyu again.
To be continued...