Chapter 995 The mother of the dean of the Star Orphanage (18)

   Autism is also divided into mild, moderate and severe.

   And the clearness at this time is moderate autism.

   In the last life, Qinglang was locked in a small dark room from time to time. After that, the autism that was not particularly serious turned into a severe one. In the end, Qinglang also died.

   His death was driven by Du Zhenzhu step by step.

   There are many things that they don't care about, but they don't know how much harm it will bring to the disabled children.

   Looking at Qing Lang, who was curled up in the corner like a frightened animal, Yin Yin felt a little pain in his heart.

   She smiled and said to Du Zhenzhu and Yang Lijuan, "This is what you call the storage room, so how could there be someone? If I didn't let you open the door, shouldn't he have been locked up forever?"

   Du Zhenzhu panicked, and quickly explained: "Oh, this child may have run in by himself."

Yin Yin smiled slightly, with a hint of coldness: "Run in by himself? Oh, he ran in by himself, and then stretched out his hand to lock the door, right? I didn't expect this kid to be so talented, how long is this hand? Ah, where did it come from?"

  Yin Yin was about to say bluntly: Do you think I'm a fool?

   Du Zhenzhu and Yang Lijuan could not argue.

   From the moment they opened the door, they knew it was over.

  Du Zhenzhu had no choice but to make amends. She stepped forward to pull Qinglang out and changed her voice: "Silly Qinglang, go out with Auntie."

"Ahhh." As a child with autism, he has the most sensitive perception of human emotions, especially Du Zhenzhu, who has been bad to him for so many years. When Du Zhenzhu went to pull him, Qinglang struggled. , shouted in his mouth.

  Du Zhenzhu's face was ugly. If Dean Yin was not watching here, she would have slapped her directly.

On weekdays, this fool also repelled her, but Du Zhenzhu didn’t take it seriously. If the fool was disobedient, he started directly. She still kept a feather duster in the house, which was prepared for this fool. I don't know how many were lost.

   Seeing that Du Zhenzhu was still talking clearly, Yin Yin said, "Don't talk to him."

  Yin Yin stepped forward, came to Qinglang, and said softly, "Qinglang, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my sister will take you out of this dark place."

   Qinglang still instinctively shrank.

  Yin Yin softened her voice a bit.

   The sharp and harsh voice in his ears disappeared, replaced by a gentle voice, soft like a trickle, which calmed down the clear emotions little by little.

   Although Yin Yin is a mortal now and has no divine abilities, she is essentially a bedside mother-in-law. She is born close to the child in her soul, and the child is willing to be close to her.

   Qinglang, who suffers from autism, is the most sensitive, and can feel the tenderness and comfort from Yin Yin, as comfortable as the spring breeze brushing her cheeks.

   Qinglang no longer flinched, and his eyes fell on Yin Yin.

   "Sister, you?"

   Are you your sister?

   "Well, I will call my sister after Qinglang. Don't be afraid, my sister will protect you. Shall we leave here?"

   Qinglang tilted his head, glanced at Du Zhenzhu, and kept shaking his head: "Hit me, her."

  She will hit me.

  Du Zhenzhu's business was stagnant, and the secret path was not good. This fool, who looks stupid on weekdays, even complained.

   She smiled shyly at Yin Yin: "President Yin, don't listen to his nonsense, Qinglang has autism, and he can't believe what he says."

   (end of this chapter)