Secretary Jiang was not surprised when he received the call from Mu Ran.
He has lived for so many years, and have met all kinds of people. If there are really people who can't plot for himself, he hasn't seen them. It was just that when Mu Ran was treated in the nursing home, he had contacted him a lot. His quiet politeness at that time still made a good impression in his heart, so Secretary Jiang was slightly disappointed.
Mu Ran said a few embarrassments first, and hesitated to hear them. Secretary Jiang waited patiently, but waited for Mu Ran to explain things clearly. When he asked in a low voice if he could help him to legally adopt his child, Secretary Jiang was a little embarrassed for a while, and even looked strangely. At a glance at the phone, and wondered if he heard it wrong.
Mu Ran finally found the courage to speak out. After a while, the phone did not respond. He clenched the phone a little nervously, and asked his dry throat: "If it's too much trouble ..."
"You wait there first, and I'll contact you later." Secretary Jiang suddenly interrupted him, and then hung up.
Mu Ran took the phone and explained it briefly to the aunt. After she agreed, she took the child back to rescue center and waited. The child didn't know if he will leave again and had been scared, clutching Mu Ran's hand tightly, and was reluctant to let go for a second. Mu Ran sat in the chair, then picked up the child and sat her on his lap, lowering his head and continually coaxing her so that she would not be afraid.
They waited for a long time, and Secretary Jiang called and asked Mu Ran to take the child directly. He also kept his cell phone on recently, and someone would contact him for follow-up procedures.
Mu Ran thanked him incoherently over the phone. Secretary Jiang interrupted him and asked, "Are there any other difficulties?" Mu Ran had to raise children. Naturally, he had to spend money. When he asked, he wanted to give him money and help.
"No, I have troubled you, thank you so much!" Mu Ran stood up, speaking with some sincerity and fear.
Secretary Jiang paused, stopped talking, and hung up.
Mu Ran held the mobile phone, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his heart was still a little bit ashamed. He said clearly that he would no longer cause trouble for others.
He shook his head, and no longer thought about it, bent down and carried the child out. As soon as I left the room, and met the aunt who received at reception. Mu Ran was a little nervous. The aunt didn't say anything, just let him take good care of the children, and then sent them out of the rescue station.
On the way home, the child kept her arms around Mu Ran's neck and leaned against him. Sometimes she was tired, Mu Ran put her down and led her away, and she was not troubled. She followed Mu Ran tightly in small steps, Mu Ran left her, and Mu Ran stopped her. Mu Ran was so distressed that she followed the steps, squatted down and looked at her softly and asked, "Will I be your father in the future?"
The child looked at Mu Ran, with tears in her eyes, and whispered, "Dad is dead."
Mu Ran hesitated and somehow felt his nose was sore. He touched the child's head and said with a smile, "I will be the dad in the future, shall we live well together?"
The child reached out and wiped away the blurry tears, watching Mu Ran nodded gently, and answered very seriously, "Okay."
The smile on Mu Ran's mouth widened. He reached out and hugged the child. He thought to himself, "We have to think of a name." "What name is good." After thinking for a long time, he thought of a few names. After another denial, he decided to go home and look up the dictionary before making a decision.
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RomanceIf there really is a God, if there really is an afterlife; Please, give me a home. - Mu Ran I don't Own the Picture or the Story. For Offline Purpose.