Xiao Mantou shook his head: "No, Dad is very busy, and he doesn't like me to bother him." ”

"Then will he be fierce to you, has he ever beaten you?" Nan Yitang was also scared when she asked, she was afraid that Xiao Mantou had really been abused, how much he had suffered, as a mother, he would not feel very uncomfortable.

Xiao Mantou lowered his eyes and didn't speak, just muttered in a low voice: "Dad doesn't like me, Dad doesn't like to see me." ”

Nan Yitang's heart was crumbled, the little steamed bun didn't speak like this, in fact, he had already proved something, Gao Yuming was not good to him.

That's why Xiao Mantou is so eager to find her mother, and the first time he saw her, he was entangled and wanted to follow her home, because in his young heart, he regarded this mother who had never appeared as the light in his life and a life-saving straw to get out of the sea of suffering.

When they met for the first time, Xiao Mantou said that his father didn't like him, Gao Yuming's performance at that time, Nan Yitang also saw it, and she was a little afraid to think about what kind of life Xiao Mantou had lived all these years.

It is a miracle that such a young child, growing up in a loveless environment, can still be so cute with a smile when he sees her.

Nan Yitang clenched his hand, and felt pain in his heart.

"Baby, don't care about him, it doesn't matter if he likes you or not, he's not your father, he's not your relative. Your biological parents like you very much, and if he sees you, he will definitely love you very much. Mom loves you, Mom, will never let you be wronged again. ”

"Actually, he doesn't beat me, he just doesn't talk to me, and sometimes he gets very angry, looks at me with very fierce eyes, and says that he hates me. When he didn't want to see me, he would lock me in the house and wouldn't let me out. ”

The little steamed bun whispered, very carefully, as if he was afraid that what he said would be heard by others: 'But I'm afraid, I don't want to stay alone in the house, it's so dark in the house, I want to go out to play.' ’

Gao Yuming's feelings for the little steamed bun are very complicated, on the one hand, this is Nan Yitang's child, every time he sees these eyes, he can't help but think of Nan Yitang, and he can't kill the little steamed bun;

Xiao Mantou didn't understand this, Gao Yuming in his eyes was moody, he was cautious, he never knew why Gao Yuming suddenly got angry, obviously he didn't do anything wrong.

"I'm afraid he doesn't want me anymore, so I'm very well-behaved. ”

"He doesn't want you?"

"He told me that if I didn't obey, he would throw me away. I don't want to be left alone in an alley. It's cold, there's no place to sleep, there's nothing to eat, and people will beat me, I'm scared. So I'm obedient, I, I can stay in the hut and not go out. Mom, you're not going to throw me away, are you?"

"Silly boy, how could I have lost you? You don't know, how glad I am that you are still alive, I have been looking for you very hard, and my mother just wants you to stay by my side. ”

Nan Yitang was very distressed, hugging the little steamed bun, and couldn't help but moisten his eyes, especially when he heard what the little steamed bun had happened to over the years.

When he was only four years old, he was thrown out by Gao Yuming once, when Gao Yuming didn't know what was going on, he suddenly got angry, saw the little steamed bun sneaking out of the room, and drove him into the slum in a rage.

The child was terrified, and the place was full of dilapidated houses, and people in ragged clothes, many of whom were hungry and scrawny and dying.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Xiao Mantou was very scared, crying and grabbing Gao Yuming's hand and begging for mercy: "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, don't be angry, I won't sneak out in the future, please don't leave me here, I want to go home." ”

However, Gao Yuming pushed his hand away, pushed the little child to the ground, looked at him coldly, and said, "Go home?

"Dad, I was wrong, don't leave me, I'll be good in the future, I won't make you angry again. ”

The little steamed bun didn't care about the pain, so he quickly got up from the place and hugged Gao Yuming's leg: "Dad, Dad, please." ’

", don't let me see that face of yours. I want to kill you!"

Gao Yuming grabbed Xiao Baotou's neck, dragged him off his lap, and threw him on the ground.

Xiao Mantou had a terrible headache, crying and struggling: "Dad don't hit me, dad don't hit me." Father. ”

"Shut up, don't call me Daddy, you little bastard. ”

Gao Yuming let go of his hand, kicked the child away, and then got into the car with a raging brick.

"Daddy, Daddy don't go, Daddy, please, I'm going home, I'm scared. ”

The little steamed bun wiped his nosebleed, crying, and chasing the car.

The car soon disappeared, and the little steamed bun was all injured, and after running for a while, he had no strength, so he could only stop and cry blankly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going home, I'm going home. ”

For the first time, the little steamed bun was thrown in such a place that no one knew, and the hungry eyes of the people here were all shining, and those who could survive were all weak and strong.

No one cares about a child, and for those who have problems with their own survival, this child is just a burden, and no one has extra compassion to give him.

The little steamed bun was tired of crying, sitting on the side of the road and waiting, he felt that Gao Yuming would come to pick him up when he was angry, but he waited until dark, no one came, he was tired and hungry, he fell asleep on the side of the road.

And because it was too cold, he woke up from the cold, and the little steamed bun was hungry, and when he saw others eating dirty bread, he was also hungry, but he didn't dare to ask for it, so he could only sit on the side of the road and continue to wait for someone to pick him up.

"Child, you are dressed so well, the clothes are brand-name, do you have any money?"

"I don't have any money. The little steamed bun shook his head.

"Where is your family?" These people combined, the clothes worn by the little steamed buns are worth a lot of money, maybe they are the children of rich families, if they tie the little steamed buns, maybe they can exchange some money.

"I don't know, I'm waiting for my dad to pick me up, my dad is angry, my dad doesn't want me anymore. ”

These people took the little steamed bun back, ready to take him to find the family, but found that the little steamed bun was too small, he didn't know the road at all, and wasted his efforts, angrily beat the little steamed bun, and threw the person back to the side of the road.

Xiao Mantou stayed outside for two days, tired and hungry, and slept on the road all the time, unable to support his body.