Chapter 487: 487, Intruding, Petite Guest
Chapter 487: 487, Intruding, Petite Guest
“I’ll go and open the door,” Song Qinghuan struggled a bit, and Shi Yuhuan let her go as a result.
The knock came from the woman Song Qinghuan saw outside her door yesterday.
The woman was cuddling a child and soothing it, then looked at Song Qinghuan with a worried face, crying, “Miss, my husband has had an accident and is in the hospital now. I have to rush over, but it’s not convenient to take a child with me. Could you help watch the child for me?”
With that, she handed the child to Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then instinctively reached out to take the child. The moment she took her, she became upset and wanted to refuse, “This… this isn’t quite right!”
The woman pleaded, “Please, help me take care of the child for a while, I will return as soon as possible.”
As she spoke, she handed a bag that was hanging on her shoulder to Song Qinghuan.
In the bag were some of the child’s clothes and pants, as well as some milk powder.
Then she pushed the child’s cradle into the room.
Song Qinghuan wanted to say something else, but it was too late. The woman thanked her and hurriedly turned and ran away.
“What… the heck is this!” Song Qinghuan held the child, her emotions fluctuating wildly.
She reached out to touch the child’s little face, and suddenly, she remembered another important question and shouted to the distance, “Um… when will you be back? How long do I have to take care of your child for?”
But the woman had already disappeared without a trace.
When Song Qinghuan closed the door, the woman peeped out from behind a big tree in the distance and cried silently, covering her mouth with her hand.
The news she had received was not that her husband was in the hospital, but that he had been beaten to death for gambling. Now that she was alone, how was she supposed to raise this child?
The girl next door, whom she had only met once, seemed to be a kind person and she came from a well-off family. If her child stayed with her, she wouldn’t abandon the child and would definitely treat the child well.
Seeing Song Qinghuan agreeing to hold the child and promising to take care of him, Shi Yuhuan frowned unhappily.
If he was not mistaken, this child’s mother would probably never appear again.
He thought he should let Song Qinghuan know so that she could be prepared.
But seeing how much she loved the child, how she had been smiling since holding him, gently teasing him, “Baby, baby, sweet baby…”
The baby seemed to really like Song Qinghuan, not crying anymore once she held him and even giving occasional smiles.
Song Qinghuan laid down gently on the bed holding the baby, then opened the bag the woman had left behind, took out the milk powder and feeding bottle, and headed to the kitchen to prepare the formula.
Shi Yuhuan felt a headache seeing the scene, his gaze never leaving Song Qinghuan.
After some thought, he decided to speak, “You do realize, the child’s mother may never appear again.”
Song Qinghuan spared him a glance but said nothing.
Sitting by the bed feeding the baby, she finally whispered, “I believe she will come back. She will come back to take her child.”
In fact, she knew that the woman might not come back.
After all, in a village with so many people, the woman had entrusted her child to a stranger like her. It was easy to imagine what that implied.
But she believed more in the greatness of a mother’s love.
There isn’t a mother in the world who doesn’t love her child, nor a mother who would just abandon her child like this.