Muted

Chapter 59

Mu Ran didn't know what to do with the kid, so he nodded and troubled the police comrade to call and ask.

It didn't take long to say the police told Mu Ran after hanging up the phone that it meant that the children could be taken over and they would take care of them temporarily. Mu Ran thought that things in the restaurant were slightly embarrassed. There were many people eating at night, and Wang Qin would certainly not agree with him to take leave now.

The policeman looked at Mu Ran's expression and said, "Let 's put the child here, and we will arrange the comrades in the team to send the child over." If ordinary people pick up the street children, they will not send them to the police station. Regardless, it was the office that contacted the rescue station or the welfare home. It was the first time he encountered a person like Mu Ran who took this child as his responsibility.

Mu Ran hesitated slightly and said, "What will the child do in the future, will she stay in the shelter?"

The policeman smiled. "This is not ours. It depends on how the shelter is arranged."

Mu Ran frowned, thinking about it and saying, "Comrade Police, can you give me a day's grace? I promise to send the child myself tomorrow."

As soon as the words came down, several policemen around him who heard Mu Ran laughed, and some people shook their heads and said, "What kind of grace is not forgiving, how can you be a good person like a criminal if you do a good deed. Leave a contact I'll tell you the address and phone number of the shelter. "

Mu Ran was flushed with a smile, walked over to remember the phone address, and thanked him a few more times before leaving the police station with the child. During this period, the child always kept close to Mu Ran, didn't talk or cry, and didn't know if she understood the conversation between adults.

The night was still the same as noon, the child was waiting for him by the cupboard.

Mu Ran was worried that she was hungry. She bought porridge and steamed dumplings outside in advance. There was no place in the kitchen. He put the food on a small stool, gave the child a bowl of chopsticks, and touched her head to make her obediently eat. Then he turned to work on the kitchen.

The child is small and obedient, always shrinking to the side of the cupboard, eating close to the small bench, and not running around, it can't take up space in the kitchen at all. However, Wang Qin was still upset and collapsed as soon as she entered the kitchen. Later on, the bowl outside the kitchen ran out. When Wang Qin opened the cabinet door and took the bowl, she didn't say a word to the child. She stretched out the child's clothes and dragged the child away. "Back your feet. "

The strength of her hands was so strong that the child was pulled into a trance and subconsciously reached out and wanted to hold something to keep the balance. In such a movement, the porridge and dumplings on the stool were swept over the floor.

With a bang, Mu Ran turned around and saw the child standing against the wall, the bowl shattered on the ground, and seven or eight dumplings and porridge sprinkled on the ground. Mu Ran quickly turned off the fire and walked to the child, squatting, and kept asking if she was injured.

The child didn't answer anything, just looked down at the dumplings like that, tears kept leaching from the corner of her eyes, and they hit the ground with drops.

This was the first time Mu Ran saw her cry.

She didn't cry, when she was caught and beaten by Wang Qin. She didn't cry when she was sick and got a needle. When she saw the person who had bought and abused her, she didn't cry. Mu Ran was a little panicked and was about to comfort her. She crouched down, picked up a dumpling, grabbed it in her hand, handed it in front of Mu Ran, and pressed her throat to hold the cry, sobbing slightly: "I want to give ...eat..."