Why would any child cry?
Wang Qing blinked to confirm that he heard correctly.
I didn't realize just now that there are still people in this supermarket.
She walked quickly around the shelves.
At a glance, he saw a little girl squatting on the ground behind the shelves.
The little girl wore a pink lace tutu with two braids on her head, decorated with pink bunny hairpins.
At this time, Zheng Zheng covered his face with his two small hands and let out low sobs from between his fingers.
Wang Qing saw that the little girl was dressed so decently, and looked around again, but found no one else there.
After all, he couldn't be a street child.
Could it be that he got separated from his parents in the mall?
Now that you can't find your parents, are you squatting on the ground crying in anxiety and fear?
Wang Qing's motherly heart of helping others emerged again.
She walked forward and got in front of the little girl.
"Little sister, why are you here alone? Are you lost with your parents?" Wang Qing asked with concern.
The little girl's crying suddenly stopped.
Her hands were still covering her face, shielding her face tightly.
But he didn't speak.
Wang Qing was not discouraged when he saw that the little girl was silent.
It is estimated that the little girl's parents usually teach her not to talk to strangers.
Parents who care about their children in this way should be so worried if they lose their baby in a shopping mall!
As soon as he thought about that scene, Wang Qing felt sad in his heart.
Looking again, the little girl looked pitiful and alone.
Wang Qing became even more soft-hearted.
She really had no choice but to turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.
Now that I've met him, let's do him a favor.
Wang Qing thought for a while.
It is better to take the little girl to the shopping guide and ask the salesperson for help.
In such a large shopping mall, there should be facilities such as broadcasting. When the time comes, the announcement will be made and the parents of the little girl can come here to pick up the baby.
And having a shopping guide watching over her is better than leaving the little girl here alone. At least she doesn't have to worry about being taken away by bad guys.
Wang Qing came close to the little girl and squatted down.
"Be good, little sister, I'm not a bad person. I'll take you to the shopping guide and wait for your parents, okay?"
Wang Qing deliberately softened his tone, trying to appear more approachable.
The little girl's hands were still covering her face.
Only the index and middle fingers of both hands were quietly separated, revealing two dark gaps.
She seemed to be looking at the big sister in front of her through this gap.
Wang Qing noticed the little girl's little move, and immediately curved the corners of his mouth, mocking the girl with an extremely friendly smile.
Wang Qing originally thought that the little girl would continue to refuse vigilantly, and she needed to continue to be patient and coaxed.
However, the little girl just stared at her for a while through the gaps between her fingers, then nodded and silently agreed.
"So good."
Wang Qing praised and touched the little girl's braid.
At the same time, there was also some pride and vanity in her heart.
What did it mean that the little girl believed her so easily?
This means that she, Wang Qing, has a face that is particularly righteous, trustworthy, and approachable at first glance.
My experience as an intern in a kindergarten was really not in vain.
Wang Qing praised himself secretly in his heart and wanted to pull away the little girl's hand and wipe her crying face.
But Wang Qing's hand just reached out to the little girl.
The little girl suddenly turned her face away, avoiding Wang Qing's extended hand.
Wang Qing's hand stopped in mid-air.
Only the little girl's voice was heard: "Sister, do you want to see my face?"
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and said in a brisk tone: "It's okay, sister won't look."
The little girl deliberately covered her face with her hands. When she reached out her hand just now, she deliberately avoided it.
Thanks to his previous experience as an intern in a kindergarten, Wang Qing can still understand the psychology of such children.
Probably for this little girl, covering her face with her hands can bring her a sense of security.
Wang Qing felt that even though the little girl was only six or seven years old, he should respect the little girl's ideas.
Give this poor child who has lost contact with his parents a small sense of security.
"If you want to cover it, just cover it. Can my sister carry you to the front?"
Wang Qing opened his hands towards the little girl, worried that the little girl would fall because he couldn't see clearly, so he suggested.
The little girl nodded slightly.
Wang Qing picked up the little girl and walked in the direction he came from.
Passing through rows of shelves, we arrived at the shopping guide.
The butler is waiting here.
When Wang Qing went to find sanitary napkins just now, he specifically told the housekeeper to wait here and notify her in time if the shopping guide came back.
When he first saw the little girl in Wang Qing's arms, the housekeeper narrowed his eyes.
"The shopping guide hasn't come yet?"
Wang Qing frowned when he saw that there was no one around the housekeeper, not even half a person.
The housekeeper nodded, "Yes, Ms. Wang."
Wang Qing became distressed.
If the shopping guide in the supermarket is not here, who will the child be entrusted to?
We can't just leave people here alone again? What should I do if I am taken away by bad guys?
At this moment, the child held in Wang Qing's arms suddenly spoke.
"Sister... mice, calves, little foxes, what are they doing?"
Wang Qing was confused by a word that made no sense, "Huh?"
The housekeeper stared at the little girl held in Wang Qing's arms, his mouth slightly curved.
He reminded: "Ms. Wang, she should be talking about the murals on the wall?"
Wang Qing raised his head and looked at the wall painting that he had not noticed before.
The painting should be of a forest, with a fat mouse, a strong cow and a fox together.
The fox seemed to be saying something.
Looking back, the painting reaches the next scene.
A group of animals gathered around a round table, seemingly having a party.
Sure enough, a child - Wang Qing smiled - would notice such childlike fairy tale paintings on the wall.
She followed the little girl's words and coaxed: "The little fox suggested that all animals should be invited to the party."
The little girl nodded.
Wang Qing was about to hold the little girl and continue to say a few words, when he suddenly felt a wave of heat under his body.
Suddenly the whole person froze.
Oops, it took too long and I never bought a replacement sanitary napkin.
She looked around and suddenly saw that there was a children's play area in the corner of the store.
There are many toys and children's facilities piled inside, such as small wooden horses, children's slides, seesaws and the like.
Wang Qing quickly walked over with the little girl in his arms, preparing to place the little girl there.
But when Wang Qing approached the children's play area, the little girl who was neither crying nor fussing in her arms suddenly began to struggle violently.
