novelaction Chapter 911 Is such a young child safe?
Chapter 911 Is such a young child safe?
When Qin Feng returned home, he saw his daughter's small figure, holding an old rag doll, sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, her big eyes staring out the window without blinking, waiting for him, like a frightened baby bird that needed careful care.
He turned on the TV hanging on the wall.
Let Xinxin watch TV.
Then he went into the kitchen.
Qin Feng took a deep breath and rolled up his sleeves.
He clumsily took out the tomato and tried to make a cross on the top of it, imitating others. As a result, the kitchen knife almost cut his finger and the tomato rolled to the edge of the chopping board.
He felt a surge of annoyance, but then he suppressed it – he couldn't panic, he was doing this for Xinxin to see.
The living room was very quiet, with only the dim light from the occasional changing images on the TV screen.
Qin Feng looked back and saw Xinxin still maintaining the same posture, but her head was slightly tilted, as if listening to the movement in the kitchen.
"Xinxin, be good. Daddy will make you scrambled eggs with tomatoes, okay? It was your favorite food before." He tried his best to make his voice sound gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.
Xinxin didn't answer immediately. After a long while, she said "hmm" softly and nodded her little head.
Qin Feng felt a little relieved. He picked up the tomato again, and this time carefully, he finally made a cross on the top.
Then he boiled water and put the tomatoes in to blanch. When peeling the tomato, he was clumsy and the skin was torn into pieces, and a lot of the flesh was wasted.
He remembered to add some salt when beating the eggs. With a clang, the eggshells fell into the bowl, and he frantically tried to scoop them out. His stirring of the egg mixture seemed clumsy, and it splashed everywhere.
Heat the pan and pour in the oil. When the oil is hot, he feels nervous and pours the egg liquid in.
"Sizzle——" A loud noise scared him so much that he took a step back. Xinxin also trembled slightly in the living room and looked towards the kitchen.
"It's okay, it's okay, Xinxin, don't be afraid, Dad is frying eggs." Qin Feng tried to comfort her calmly, stirring the eggs randomly with a spatula in his hand.
The egg solidified quickly, but the edges were a little burnt and the shape was not very pretty. He quickly scooped it out.
Then he fried the tomatoes, imitating others by crushing them with a spatula and adding sugar and salt.
The soup slowly came out, and the sour and sweet smell spread. This familiar smell made Qin Feng's nose slightly sour.
Xinxin followed behind like a little tail, clamoring to eat "Mom's" scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Finally, pour the fried eggs back into the pan and stir-fry evenly with the tomato soup. You are done.
He brought the dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which didn't look very good, to the table, and simply stir-fried some vegetables - which were also a bit overcooked.
"Xinxin, it's time for dinner." Qin Feng's voice was filled with uncertainty and anticipation.
Xinxin, holding her stuffed animal, slowly walked to the dining table and climbed onto a chair. She looked at the burnt-edged eggs and mushy tomatoes on the plate, then at her father's slightly disheveled appearance and the beads of sweat on his forehead. She whispered, "Dad, is this scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"
"Yes... yes, Xinxin, try it and see if it tastes good." Qin Feng scooped a spoonful for his daughter with a guilty conscience and mixed it with the rice.
Xinxin took a small spoon and ate it in small bites. Qin Feng looked at her nervously, his heart almost in his throat.
After a while, Xinxin raised her head. There was no expression on her little face, but her eyes lit up and she whispered, "Dad, it's delicious."
Qin Feng's tense nerves relaxed instantly, a warm current surged through his body, and his eyes became warm.
He turned his head away, pretending to serve the rice, and secretly wiped the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand.
"If it tastes good, eat more. Dad will make it for you every day in the future." He said with a sob.
"Yeah!" Xinxin nodded vigorously, then lowered her head to scoop up the rice in the bowl. Her little mouth was filled to the brim, and she enjoyed the food very much.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the light in the kitchen shone warmly on the father and daughter.
Although Qin Feng's cooking may not taste as good as others, at this moment, this simple dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes contains a father's deepest and most clumsy love for his daughter. It also marks the beginning of their new life of dependence on each other, quietly amid the curling smoke and the aroma of food.
Qin Feng looked at his daughter eating seriously and secretly vowed in his heart that he must learn to cook more dishes that Xinxin likes and take good care of her in the future.
Suddenly Xinxin said, "Dad, I miss Mom. Will I ever see her again?"
Qin Feng gently put down his chopsticks and looked at Xinxin distressedly, "Xinxin, Daddy can't answer you this question for the time being. When you grow up, you will understand."
"But I miss my mother." Xinxin said.
Qin Feng's nose felt a little sour, and he really didn't know how to explain this to Xinxin.
He didn't even know how to give Xinxin a better life in the future, after all, the child was still so young.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Why don't you eat?"
Qin Feng forced a smile and said, "Dad, let's eat now."
He lowered his head, ate his meal, and tried hard to hold back his tears.
After dinner, he coaxed Xinxin to sleep.
He stood alone at the window.
Thinking about what to do next?
……
at the same time.
the other side.
Wu Jiao prepared dinner and planned to send some to Xinxin downstairs.
She knew that Li Jingnan was too busy with work to cook for Xinxin, so she also took the opportunity to tell them that she was moving.
Wu Jiao went downstairs with the meal.
I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.
She wondered inwardly, "Why is no one at home? Xinxin should be home at this time!"
She continued knocking.
At this time, the neighbor next door came out.
"You'd better stop knocking. Something happened to this family."
Wu Jiao was stunned for a moment, "Something happened?"
"Yes."
"What happened?" Wu Jiao asked.
"The woman in this family died, leaving behind a little child. How pitiful!" said the neighbor.
Wu Jiao couldn't believe it, her face full of shock, "Dead? Are you telling the truth?"
"How could I lie to you about this? She had a car accident just yesterday."
"Died in a car accident? What about the child?" Wu Jiao asked.
"I don't know about the child. But the mother and daughter depended on each other for survival. Now that the mother is gone, the little girl is left behind. How pitiful!"
Wu Jiao's hands trembled as she heard this. She had seen Li Jingnan just two days ago! How could he be dead?
She continued to ask, "How did you know about this? Is the information accurate?"
"Of course it's accurate. Everyone in this building knows it."
Wu Jiao's expression became increasingly grim. She had indeed been leaving early and returning late these past two days, and she had no idea what had happened.
However, Li Jingnan's accident was too sudden! Where did Xinxin go? Was she picked up by Qin Feng?
She should still call Qin Feng and ask him, even though she didn't want to talk to him. But since something had happened, she still had to ask. After all, Xinxin was a young girl. Where was she now? Was she safe?