Chapter 1397 Baby, Mom takes you home (4)

   The sudden hug made the little boy's body tense for a moment, followed by violent struggle and whimpering.

   "Don't be so intense first, it will scare the children." Lin Xiao said.

   Even if the woman was reluctant to give up, she still let go of her hand and reassured: "Haohao, don't be afraid, Mommy doesn't hold her anymore, she doesn't hold her anymore."

Although    released his hand, the woman still did not leave.

  Because of the little boy's struggle just now, his clothes were messy, and at this moment he just saw the bruises on his bare skin.

   With shaking hands, she gently opened his clothes. The body of the child's clothes was thin and bony, and the protruding ribs could be clearly seen, which were covered with bruises and scars.

   One can imagine how the little boy was abused when he was abducted.

   And the most obvious is a circle of blue and purple on the child's neck, as if it was strangled by something.

"This is…"

  Lin Xiaodao: "When we found him, he and other children were locked in a pigsty with chains around his neck and tied to a railing beside him."

   Almost as soon as Lin Xiao finished speaking, the woman was absent-minded and crying.

   And the family members behind her couldn't help drooping their eyes and touching tears.

In particular, an old man clutched his chest, his body trembled, and he almost fainted: "My dear grandson, my Haohao, why did you suffer like this, those god-killed human traffickers are not as good as animals. ."

   Xiao Haohao was four years old when he disappeared, and five years have passed now.

   His family never gave up searching.

  In the beginning, Xiao Haohao was robbed in the street when his grandfather took him out. Later, they kept looking for it, but they never found it.

   Haohao's grandfather would send out a missing person flyer every day, just to find his grandson. He always had nightmares at night. When he woke up, he pulled his wife to cry, saying that his Haohao was suffering and crying.

   But he couldn't find his grandson.

   Later, Xiao Haohao's grandfather was depressed and fell ill several times a few years ago, and passed away just a month ago.

   Before he died, he was still talking about finding Haohao.

The woman took a photo album from her husband's hand, unfolded it one by one in front of the little boy, tried her best to calm herself and said, "Haohao, look, this is a group photo of our family before, this is mother, this is father , this is grandma and grandpa..."

  It was probably the calmness of the woman's emotions, and the little boy who was huddled with fear gradually calmed down.

   The little boy is not stupid. These days, the police station has been helping them find their parents, and he knows it.

  So, the person in front of him is his mother, they are his family, is his name Haohao?

   Will they admit they were wrong?

  The little boy is afraid, afraid that if he recognizes each other and finds out that he is wrong, what will he do? He can't forget the life of being beaten every day in the past few years, and he can't forget that he has always been alone, and no one will care.

   No one cares, he is not afraid, what is afraid is that he will be taken back by surprise after he cares.

   But, even if he thought so, he still had some expectations in his heart.

   He didn't dare to look up at the crying "family", only quietly looked at the pages of photos.

   "Haohao, this is you, did you see it?"

  The little boy looked over, it was a child riding on a man's neck, a four-year-old child, white and chubby, with a bright smile, like a little sun.

   (end of this chapter)