After searching for a few minutes and asking some vendors, they finally found the park management office.
Lu Jing knocked on the door,
"Hello, sorry to bother you, but we have a lost child here. Could you please make an announcement over the loudspeaker?"
"The child is lost?" The staff member stood up in shock.
Lu Jing nodded and then stepped aside to let Jiang Ye come in with the child.
Seeing the child, the staff member approached and asked,
"Little friend, do you know your parents’ phone number?"
It was normal for a child just over two years old not to remember.
"Then who did you come to the park with?"
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Oh, little one, is it your mama who got lost, or is it you?
That comment made the staff member laugh.
"What’s your name, little friend?"
Alright, it seems he doesn’t remember his full name.
The staff member surveyed the child’s appearance and the style and color of his clothes once more,
"Could you two please watch over him for a bit longer? I’m going to make the announcement now; I’m the only one on duty in the office today and quite tied up."
Jiang Ye and Lu Jing didn’t really have anything else to do, and plus, the child wasn’t being troublesome and was actually very cute.
The two of them played with the little friend on the grass outside the office, and they all had a lot of fun.
"Mingming, come over here, look, there are butterflies."
The child saw the real butterflies flying and fluttered over to them.
But as he ran over, the butterflies were scared away.
The little guy didn’t get discouraged and continued chasing and playing with the butterflies.
Lu Jing was always worried the child might fall,
"Mingming, run slower."
Seeing this, Jiang Ye couldn’t help but whisper into the woman’s ear,
"It looks like you’re pretty good with kids."
"Never eaten pork but seen a pig run, huh?"
That stopped the man dead in his tracks.
This woman, did she really have to be such a killjoy?
Couldn’t she just play along with what he was saying?
Lu Jing didn’t pay any mind to the man’s frame of mind and had already run towards Mingming.
Soon, the big and the small were playing again.
About twenty minutes later, a young couple hurried over.
From a distance, the woman shouted loudly,
"Mingming, Mingming!"
Hearing the familiar voice, the little one instantly cried,
This left Lu Jing completely at a loss.
The young mother had already run over and hugged the little friend tightly,
"Boo hoo hoo, Mingming, you scared mama to death!"
The child was missing, and the most worried was the mother.
The child’s father then came over and, guessing the relationship with Jiang Ye and Lu Jing, stepped forward,
"Brother, thank you," he said, offering a cigarette while speaking.
The Chinese way of saying thanks is just so straightforward—all conveyed through offering a cigarette.
Jiang Ye had given up smoking, but he still accepted it,
"No need to be polite."
The little child’s mother also reacted and began to thank Lu Jing,
"Thank you, thank you both."
Lu Jing stepped forward to help her up,
"Don’t mention it, we didn’t do much, and this child has been very good."
"Yes, Mingming has always been good. He didn’t fuss even when I was pregnant with him."
"Really, I didn’t even have morning sickness."
Geez, a real little angel.
Lu Jing still remembered how she had felt nauseous and vomited repeatedly when she was first pregnant.
Looking at it this way, that child was too mischievous; who did he take after, I wonder?