Bei Yutang raised her hand and brushed off the dust on his body. Her eyes glanced at the clothes he was wearing and she sighed slightly in her heart. It seemed that she wanted to find a way to make money.
She held Xiao Zimo’s hand and said, “Go home.”
Xiao Zimo raised his head in surprise.
Mother, she did not hit him.
It took more than an hour to return from the town to the village. By the time they got home, it was already sunset.
Xiao Zimo made a fire, while Bei Yutang washed vegetables and cooked.
Before the millet rice is even out of the pot, the smell of rice is already wafting in the kitchen. Bei Yutang boiled the Chinese cabbage in water and sprinkled it with a little salt. Without other auxiliary seasonings, this was the only way.
After the millet rice came out of the pot, Xiao Zimo’s eyes widened, but he quickly turned his head and lowered his head. This millet rice is not something he can eat. His mother did not prepare his dinner today, so he can only drink water.
Xiao Zimo pulled his little head and stood silently in the corner of the wall without making a sound.
Bei Yutang was wondering why she did not hear Xiao Zimo’s voice. When she turned around, she saw the little guy squatting pitifully in the corner like an abandoned puppy.
Looking at his lonely appearance, Bei Yutang inexplicably felt a pang of sadness.
Bei Yutang remembered that every time Mu Zhitao ate delicious food, there was never a share of Xiao Zimo. Even if she threw it away, she would not give it to him.
When Xiao Zimo was very young, he would still quarrel about it, but every time he would be beaten by Mu Zhitao. As time went by, Xiao Zimo no longer dared to ask her for food.
Every time, he could only stand in the corner and watch helplessly as Mu Zhitao ate and drank alone. Sometimes, if he looked at her for too long, he would be beaten and scolded by Mu Zhitao.
Over time, every time there is something delicious, the little guy will hide in a corner and wrap himself up. In this way, Mu Zhitao can’t see it and won’t hit him.
This pattern has become a habit. As long as there is delicious food, the little guy doesn’t dare to appear in Mu Zhitao’s sight.
The more Bei Yutang thought about it, the angrier she became. If Mu Zhitao were here, she would definitely give that woman a slap in the face.
“Mo’er, come here.”
Hearing his mother’s call, Mo’er’s body trembled unconsciously.
Mother, he did not look, he really did not look.
Xiao Zimo argued in his mind, but in reality, he did not dare to say a word and walked to Bei Yutang’s side shivering. Bei Yutang put a bowl of millet rice into the little guy’s hand.
Xiao Zimo’s eyes widened and he looked at the thing in his hand with a look of surprise.
Bei Yutang looked at the little guy standing there dumbly and said with a smile: “Eat quickly, Mother will give it to you again after you finish.”
“Mother, are you really giving this to me?” The longing under Xiao Zimo’s eyes and the long-standing fear of the original owner were intertwined. Through those clear and innocent eyes that appeared in front of her eyes, her heart softened when she saw it.
“Well, Mom will give you as much as Mo’er wants to eat.” Bei Yutang looked at the expression on his face and felt slightly sour in her heart, “Eat quickly, or Mom will take it back if you don’t eat it. ”
The half-joking words sounded completely different to the little guy’s ears. He took her words seriously, fearing that his mother would take back the millet rice she finally gave him, and he ate it hungrily.
Bei Yutang was startled by his actions and quickly poured him a glass of water, “Eat slowly, Mother won’t take it from you.”
Xiao Zimo kept moving and still ate in a hurry.
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Translator’s Comment:
Bad woman, bad woman, bad woman!!!
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