TGLC Chapter 2.3

The old storyteller looked at the little girl, repeating what he had told her with a confused look on her face. He couldn’t help but sigh.

This little kid was only four years old.

How could he expect a little kid to understand the twists and turns involved?

He explained: “The wounds between adults are not physical, but emotional. When you grow up, you will understand.”

Zhuzhu: “Oh, oh.” Still didn’t understand.

She continued to ask the remaining questions.

“After the heroine healed my Dad’s injury, he realized that I was his child. My Mom was sick and dying, so she could only entrust me to my Dad…”

Zhuzhu understood the latter part and suddenly felt sad. Tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

She asked tearfully, “Why did Mom die?”

The old storyteller couldn’t stand children crying.

His expression changed. He explained to Zhuzhu.

“This is because your mother is a long-term alcoholic. You don’t know, when your mother was seriously ill, she was afraid that you would suffer, so she tried hard to save money for you. When your mother divorced, she got a lot of money, but she squandered it and spent too much money. In the end, there was not much left. She almost ran out of money for medical treatment…”

“Woo! I don’t want Mom to die!”

The little girl cried so hard that the old man looked up at the top of his head and sighed: This girl is about to wake up.

He also disappeared.

Then the little one, with tears in her eyes, woke up from her bed.

Seeing that her mother was not in the room, she immediately rushed out with her tiny bare feet.

Through her tears, she saw her mother on the sofa, pouring wine from a bottle into her mouth.

She immediately rushed over, hugged her mother, and sobbed, “Woo, woo, woo, Mommy, I don’t want you to die! Wuwuwu!”

Xie Qingyu heard the child crying and was about to put down the bottle in her hand and go to the room to check, but unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly burst into tears.

Putting down the bottle that was half empty, Xie Qingyu hugged the crying little girl and asked with a mixture of amusement and heartache: “Mommy’s baby, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

After waking up, Zhuzhu no longer remembered many things from her dream, but she remembered very clearly that her mother was going to die.

She was so heartbroken that she cried hysterically and was unable to speak.

Seeing her baby crying so sadly, Xie Qingyu forgot her own unhappiness. She held her in her arms, wiped her tears and nose with a tissue, and coaxed her softly.

“Mommy’s little baby, why are you crying so sadly? Wasn’t this just a dream? It’s all fake.”

Xie Qingyu wiped the child’s tears and soothed her gently. No one except Zhuzhu could enjoy her soft and gentle words.

Seeing the soft little girl crying miserably, Xie Qingyu couldn’t help but kiss her white forehead and continued to pat her back to comfort her.

“My dear, don’t cry, don’t cry! Look, you’ve cried like a little kitten. If Chongchong and the others knew about this at kindergarten, they’d definitely laugh at you.”

Xie Qingyu’s drunken and misty eyes were beautiful, as alluring as a fox.

But now, she has to coax the baby.

Zhuzhu cried for a long time. After Xie Qingyu coaxed her for a long time, the little girl finally lay in her arms, sobbing and crying in a hoarse voice.

“Woo, woo, woo, Mommy, please don’t drink so much anymore, don’t spend so much money. Zhuzhu doesn’t want Mommy to get sick, I don’t want Mommy to leave me…”

Zhuzhu didn’t care about what her father did. She only cared about her mother. She only remembered that her mother got sick because she drank too much, and that she had no money to treat the illness, and died.

Children always have strange dreams. Last month, Zhuzhu dreamed that she had become a leper.

Xie Qingyu thought that she was just dreaming and would forget it soon, so she agreed without hesitation.

“Okay, okay, Mommy will do whatever you say.”

“I’ll do whatever our baby says~”

She didn’t expect that Zhuzhu would act like a housekeeper in the future, demanding that she stop drinking and spend less money and save more.

Drinking and spending money are Xie Qingyu’s two magic weapons to get rid of worries.

Now she has to be restricted.

Isn’t this going to kill her?

Has she given birth to an enemy?!

 

 

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