We didn't see the toothbrush. We just heard from Tang's mother that she talked with her toothbrush for a while, and some details were similar. He has a memory of brushing his teeth, so his fans call him a small toothbrush. He also has some characteristics of Lei Lei, such as AB blood type, double rotation on the top of his head, double eyelids and ring finger line on his hand. This child is very sensitive. Tang's mother only saw his photo and didn't have a blood test, so she couldn't be sure it was Ray. Read the letter first!
Letter from a small toothbrush: I am very worried when I see the black powder in my brown sugar mother's body. Mother Tang must keep her emotions. In order to give you and your fans a temporary confession, I don't think the small toothbrush is a prank or a liar. Even if the small toothbrush is not ray, he will be someone else's lost child, and he will feel sorry for his mother.
Hello, dear!
I'm not good at words. I don't know where to start and how to tell you. I know that no matter what kind of voice, everyone always wants to find Lei Lei and feel sorry for this poor mother. In fact, I love her as much as everyone else and want to do something for her. I also know that people have never understood me. Why are you hesitating? In fact, no one wants to know who he is more than I do. I want to calm things around me before I can get out of this step. The following is what I want to tell you, because everyone wants to know what the small toothbrush looks like now. I'm not sure where to start, because there are too many, so I'll just say it casually. It may be a little out of order, but please forgive me.
I remember that year, it should be autumn. I don't remember where I came to Guangxi. All I know is that I was taken to a remote place by a little uncle. There are rivers, mountains and trees, and there are many barking dogs and chickens and ducks. I'm afraid and curious about what I can't see at home. My little uncle took me by train, boat and long mountain road behind my back, and filled my mountains and rivers with big leaves. I will cry halfway, and he will play hide-and-seek with me when I am busy. If I cry, he said the police would arrest me. He would say: mom thinks I'm naughty and broke the vase at home. Took me far away. He also said: mom is angry and doesn't want me, and dad is waiting for me far away. That's why he left.
He said he couldn't remember clearly because of some emotional problems. A few months later, they had their own children. Because of poverty and backwardness, they gave me back to support my family now. Here are some things about my family and my unforgettable childhood memories. This part of things seems to be yesterday, and I can't let it go.
Tell me about me first. I came to my new home, hoping that I could be well loved. This is what I want most when I come to this home. Because at that time, I lost confidence in my biological parents, and my thoughts about them began in a few months, from the initial fantasy that my mother would forgive me and come to take me home, to the most complete disappointment, to no thoughts at all. I can only pin my hopes on this family.
On the first day I came here, I had my parents, my sister, my grandmother and so on. The first day was still very happy, and it was also my happiest day. I'm wearing a new sportswear and small white sneakers. It was the most fashionable in the countryside at that time. The first night, I slept with my grandmother, who covered my legs warmly. This is my first winter away from home. I slept with a stranger. I'm too scared to sleep. I'm too tired to sleep. I'm not sure if I want to get out of bed and pee. Finally, the careful grandmother found these problems. At first, I couldn't understand what they were saying, but from that night on, I felt safe with my grandmother, who was my closest relative until now, but she died two days ago.
Not long after I came, I remember I was going to learn to cook. My new parents said that I would learn to do something, and I wouldn't be stupid when I grew up. The iron pot for cooking at home is very big and heavy. I also want to learn to operate it and learn to cook with a fire. I remember the first time, my cooking was not good. Instead of scolding me, they will say, let me remember what to do next time. Finally, one day, it is Tomb-Sweeping Day, the rainy season, and the season of planting rice. My family is very busy. I have to be responsible for the housework at home, feeding pigs, chickens and ducks, cooking and fetching water. There is a well for drawing water at home. I went down to the pot to cook, forgot to put the water in, cooked all the rice in the pot and stuck it in the pot. I am hungry and sleepy. I was disappointed, thinking of abandoning my mother, thinking that she could appear here at once and take me away. From this time on, I have formed a way to educate me in the future. As long as I don't do well, I won't go back on my word and be beaten.
I remember when I was seven years old, I could study and I had a new name. I am very happy. It's still my business to go home from school and do housework. My sister is very kind to me. I don't feel so lonely anymore. Once, the small bridge on the reading road was flooded, and other children were escorted by their parents and came with umbrellas. I want a beautiful umbrella, too, but I don't have one. I have to put a film on my body and feel very inferior. I dare not go near them for fear that my classmates will laugh at me. The small bridge was flooded. After school, students can't walk through it by themselves. The parents of the other children are here. I didn't wait for them. My classmate's father wore it behind my back. He asked me, whose child are you? Why didn't my father come? I said I was a child of a certain family, and he said, hey! When did his children grow so big? I feel very scared, afraid that others will know, and also afraid that the police uncle will arrest me, because the little uncle who took me out told me not to talk nonsense, and the police would arrest me if they knew.
I still remember one time, an old man died next door, and I was so scared that I did something for him at home, beating gongs and drums. One day, on my way to school, I saw several people carrying a patient, wrapped in a blanket. I'm even more scared. I'm afraid of getting sick at night. Probably had a high fever, dizzy, hot and cold. They don't know, and I dare not say. So I spent a few days trying to overcome this disease.
I still remember having a new house at home and moving from the old house to the new house. I have never been there. In the evening, I want to live in an old house where things can be stored. At night, I slept alone in the room where my grandfather died. I am always awakened by nightmares, dreaming of his face and imagining his appearance. I often see some vague shadows on the wall. Living here is a cancer that afflicts my soul. And my cousin often pretends to be a kitten to scare me at night.
I remember one time, in the final exam, I was so cold that I stuffed my rags into my clothes, which was not warm enough, and I also stuffed dry straw for cows to eat. It was not cold during the exam, and I felt very fulfilled. I was particularly warm that day.
Another time, I was hungry. When I was cooking, I secretly put the eggs in the rice that was about to be cooked. When I was a child, I wouldn't cheat. The trace of the egg was printed on the rice noodle, and my father saw it. I asked if my sister did it, and I was beaten. There was no food that night, so I was rushed to the pigsty and shut up for a day. That night, my sister secretly put the food in her pocket and gave it to me in groups. Sister said, brother, eat quickly, it will be dawn overnight, so don't eat eggs in the future, they will be sold. Don't be afraid, my sister will come to see you in a minute.
This sister is very kind to him. She always asks him what he wants to be when he grows up. He told his sister to eat enough. He also asked his sister what she wanted to be when she grew up. Sister said, I want to eat and wear a beautiful skirt. Therefore, he now buys several skirts for his sister every year. But his sister is married now and misses her very much because she is the protector of his childhood.
Another time, one summer, I was swimming in the pond, and my parents found that I didn't cook, which delayed their dinner. They found me and took all my clothes home. I swam naked, and I was too tired to go ashore for fear of being beaten up when I got home. It is because of this time that I fell in love with my biological parents. Why did they abandon me and make me suffer? I thought of suicide for the first time, but all my courage had already been erased by my parents. I am weak, not recognized, timid, self-abased, and I don't like playing with children of my age.
But he said that no matter whose child this little toothbrush is, it is necessary to appease the adoptive parents. I don't want to leave at sixes and sevens. I don't have any arrangements. I'm going to have a blood test for DNA identification. I also know that maybe my parents are looking for themselves all over the world, and they are also in a hurry, so they have to explain everything to their families. Anyway, I have lived in this family for 2 1 year, and I have a lot of indelible affection and their upbringing. Grandma told him before she died that she hoped he would not find a home. There is a saying that grandma told him: only those who have children and don't raise children can be reported, and those who don't have children and raise their heads can be reported. But now I know that there is no absolute thing in the world, which is a kind of harm to the mother who lost her child.
Tang's mother said: not only that, but also the children can't grow up without grandma. Anyway, in my opinion, if a child knows how to be grateful and can repay with the warmth of his harvest, I think he is a warm child. I also told him that I am grateful in this life, and I am the most grateful in this life. People around this child should thank him for being a grandmother. Because this grandmother gave the child the only warmth, so that he had such warmth in the most painful years. Let him know how to be a grateful person.
So, after reading these today, I just want to tell you that the small toothbrush is real. He is not a bad boy. He is a very, very kind boy. It is precisely because he knows how to be grateful and does not shirk his responsibility that he has so many concerns. He is ill. The day before yesterday, because he went to watch my live broadcast, he saw black powder and black me and called the small toothbrush a liar. He accidentally fell and hurt his head. Today, he had an operation, lost blood and was tied to the bed, so he couldn't move.
In this way, there is still black powder saying that you can't move how to send so many messages. We really care about Tang's mother's love for powder only with sincere wishes: I hope Little Toothbrush will bravely stand up and look for her biological parents, and I wish Little Toothbrush a speedy recovery! (The pictures are all screenshots of Tik Tok. Mother Tang and her son