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  The experience of watching a movie in a movie theater is much more refreshing than watching a movie on a computer.

  There is a Dolby full-channel sound system in the cinema, and there are more than a dozen computer screens plus an ultra-clear large screen that can’t be matched.

  But this is not the most important thing.

  The most important thing is that there is no progress bar in the cinema.

  In the theater, more than an hour has passed since the opening time. Seeing the plot is about to come to an end, but the audience in the audience is completely unaware of it.

  On the big screen, following the reconciliation between Xiao An and Xiao An’s father, the plot of Act 12 is also presented to the audience;

In   Bunzi shop, Dazhi shows off the photos he has secretly taken for Ding Ding during this period of time.

  As a father, even in the days of separation from his daughter, he still pays attention to the growth of his daughter bit by bit.

  But Xiao An in the crowd noticed a very strange point.

  "Dazhi, don't you think Ding Ding and her adoptive mother look a little too alike?"

  A matter of regularity may not be noticed when no one raises it. But once someone brought up this law, it quickly got attention and verification.

When a group of people in Baozi Shop heard this, they all focused on the secret photo of Ding Ding and Ding Ding’s mother on the big smart phone.

  In the photo, the mother and daughter are walking through the long street holding hands.

  The expressions of the two people are very solemn. From the photo, their facial features, even the facial structure when frowning, are surprisingly similar.

   "How did Ding Ding get taken away when Dazhi?"

   Facing Hongshan’s problem, Dazhi rolled his eyes and looked to the ceiling.

  After thinking for a long time, he stumbled and remembered.

  "The kindergarten teacher, Ding Ding’s mother, and the lawyer went to Director Liu’s together. They said I could not raise Ding Ding, and then I was taken away.

  "Is that the first time you saw Tintin's mother?"

"No, no. Before the change, when I, I and Ding Ding came home from school, we met her at the door of the orphanage. She was standing at the door of the orphanage, no, I don’t know why she was crying so sad. Hahaha Uh, uh, but I’m very happy every time I walk there. Tintin and I met in that place. Ha ha uh uh uh"

  Dazhi’s IQ and social experience are not enough to connect the logic of things.

  But most of the people present have this ability.

  Hearing Dazhi's description, everyone looked at each other.

  "Dazhi, you may be able to **** Ding Ding back."

  Hong Shan, I scored double punches. He was a little angry and a little excited.

   "Why, why do you say that? Teacher Hong, you, have you figured out a way?"

   "No way. Dazhi, are you sure you found Ding Ding at the entrance of the orphanage?"

"Yes, it is."

  "Dazhi, I'll tell you, but don't worry. Ding Ding's adoptive mother is probably her biological mother."

  Hearing Hong Shan's speculation, Dazhi was stunned.

Fearing that Dazhi was wrong, Hong Shan, Xiaoan and others hurriedly explained: "Dazhi, this does not mean that you can't take Ding Ding back. According to the law, it is guilty to abandon a baby. We can tell this matter to the orphanage or the court. Let them do a paternity test. If they are really a mother-daughter relationship, you can bring Tintin back naturally!"

   Facing everyone's explanation, Dazhi was silent.

  He held his apron and sat on the stool blankly.

  Looking at the picture of Tintin on the phone, he shook his head.

   "She did not do the right thing, she did the wrong thing. How could she abandon Ding Ding, and how could she hide the fact that she was Ding Ding's mother?"

   "Yes, she did not do the right thing. And broke the law. Dazhi, we can use this to make her hand over Ding Ding's custody! You may be reunited with Ding Ding soon!"

"no, do not want."

   Facing everyone's excited proposal, Dazhi shook his head unexpectedly.

  "Really, if you really did that, Tintin would know. She, she would be very sad. Her mother threw her away and ruined her, her life. She, she was so small, her heart would die."

  Looking at Dazhi's distressed look, everyone was silent.

  With a lot of thoughts, Dazhi returned to the residence and fell on the bed.

  This plant was planted from day to night.

  At the moment when the hour and minute hands of the clock converged at nine, a knock on the door awakened him from contemplation.

  He got up awkwardly and opened the door of the room.

  In front of the door, it was the woman who had troubled him all afternoon.

  In the woman's arms, holding the sleeping Ding Ding.

  Seeing Dazhi, the woman hesitated for a while before she raised her head and said, “Don’t worry, she’s okay. I took her to the amusement park in the afternoon and she fell asleep when she came back.”

"Oh,"

  Dazhi nodded blankly. He really couldn't understand why this woman appeared here—with Tintin.

  Looking at Dazhi's puzzled look, the woman bit her lip.

   "I wanted to take her home and hug her back to bed. I specially prepared a small bed for her but I was worried about her."

  While talking, the woman's tears fell.

   "I am worried that when she wakes up, she will want to come back to you."

  "Dad"

  In the arms of the woman, as if hearing Dazhi’s voice, Tintin murmured like a cat.

   Chucking her nose and holding back her tears, the woman sent Tintin to Dazhi.

  Looking at the daughter who was lying naturally in Dazhi's arms, with a smile on her face, she cried and laughed.

"You haven't seen the room I prepared for her. There are all things I can think of, what a girl wants most. I have prepared for a long time but she doesn't like it. It's not that I don't like those things, but that I don't like me. I heard her talk about amusement parks many times, and I thought she liked it there. I took her there today, and all afternoon, all she talked about was the experience of being in the amusement park with you. I thought about it these two days. Many, I used to think I could give Tintin the love she never had. When she felt the love, she would become my daughter again. But I seemed to be wrong."

  She gently stroked Ding Ding's back, seemingly not satisfied with this degree of intimacy, she leaned forward and kissed Ding Ding's head fiercely.

   Then, as if exhausted all his determination, he took a step back.

   "Thank you, thank you for taking care of Tintin for so long. You really took care of her very well, better than her biological mother."

   With a tragic smile, the woman turned around.

"and many more"

  Dazhi called out with a naive voice.

  The woman stopped.

   "If I tell you a secret, you can help me keep it, no, don't you tell Ding Ding?"

  The woman was stunned, she nodded vaguely.

   "I, I actually can't take care of Ding Ding by myself. I, I have always hoped that Ding Ding can have a mother. That's right, I hope Ding Ding has a mother."

  Looking at Dazhi's slow speech rate, stumbling and talking about his secrets and troubles, the woman's tears grew more turbulent.

  "I, I need someone to help me. No, not anyone can. That person, must, must be able to be the red in her painting. You, you can be, can you be the red in her painting?"

  Looking at Dazhi's star-like eyes in the dark, the woman smiled.

   Her tears and snot flowed into her grinning mouth, and her face was full of gratitude and happiness.

  She strode to Dazhi and hugged Dazhi and Tintin in his arms.

   "Thank you! Thank you!"

   Dazhi, who was tightly reported by a pair of arms, smiled naively.

  He reached the woman’s ear and lowered his voice.

   "This time, don't lose her again."

  As if struck by lightning, the woman trembled.

   Then, she held Dazhi tighter.

   "Thank you! Really thank you! I won't, in this life, I won't do it again."

  The picture, the three people hugging each other under the stars, gradually disappeared.

  When the screen lights up again, the scene has changed;

  Under the clear blue sky, a sports meeting for children and parents is going on.

  Dazhi dressed in a clean and tidy referee uniform, and raised the starting gun in his hand.

  "Prepare, open"

  Several children heard the opening and ran out instantly.

   "Open, start!"

  Dazhi, as always, slowed down by half a beat, and then fired the starting gun.

   Facing Ding Ding's strange stare at him, he was very anxious.

   "Ding Ding, you, you are behind, run!"

"what!"

   Hearing Dazhi's reminder, Ding Ding hurriedly started.

  Although the start is over, she runs very fast.

  In the auditorium, all the people Ding Ding knew were sitting there.

  Three mentally retarded friends with great wisdom, some wearing suits and big gold chains, seem to be fat brothers who have made a fortune. There are Teacher Zhou with a thin smile on his face, Lao Liu with his disabled son and waving small flags to cheer together, Xiao Wang and his wife with a baby, six aunts, and Da Zhao with a dog. . There are Hong Shan and Hong Yi, as well as Xiao An and her father.

  Of course, there is also Wang Chuqing, Ding Ding’s mother.

  "Come on! Ding Ding, run! Come on!"

  "Super! Ding Dingchao is super!"

   "Hurry up! Hurry up, you are going to get the first Ding Ding!"

"Yay!"

  Watching Tintin struggling to cross the finish line, everyone jumped from the audience.

  But the happiest person is Dazhi.

  He threw the starting gun away, ran to Tintin frantically, picked her up, and ran around the field in a 100-meter sprint.

  Behind him, a group of small defeated men of Tintin rolled their eyes helplessly.

   "Hahaha, Dad! Dad, slow down!"

   "No, no! Dad wants it, and runs as fast as Tintin!"

   "Gluck, Dad, Dad! Tomorrow is your birthday, what do you want? Ding Ding give it to you, OK?"

  In the hearty laughter of Dazhi and Ding Ding, the camera began to move up.

  Finally, it freezes on the blue sky and white clouds.

   "Dad does not want anything, dad only needs love! Hahaha uh, just love."

  With Dazhi’s melancholic laughter, a few children's graffiti-like characters appeared on the screen.

  Director Li Shixin's works.

thanks for watching.

  Full film, finished.

  See this last screen, and the list of producers who started scrolling randomly on the screen.

  In the cinema, it's blown up!

  (End of this chapter)