Carrying a trace of milk that still had a trace of body temperature, he walked up to the baby boy, picked up a small spoon and began to feed the baby boy. Ma Xiaoyong seemed very patient.

After a while, a bowl full of milk had bottomed out. Strange to say, the baby boy was born with only a soft voice, and since then he has not made any noise, nor has he cried, but has only occasionally stretched his limbs slightly. It's very different from ordinary children.

Of course, Ma Xiaoyong didn't find anything wrong, after all, he hadn't seen what other newborn babies were like.

After doing all this, Ma Xiaoyong finally felt a burst of fatigue in his body, dragged a slightly heavy step to the table, blew out the lamp oil, and slowly closed his eyes on the table. Maybe I was too tired, and after a while, the faint sound of sound sleep came out.

Outside the house, the moon is bright in the sky, and the stars are dotted. The house is quiet and peaceful.

A faint whiteness of fish belly has just risen in the sky. The small courtyard began to waft with bursts of porridge fragrance.

I saw Ma Xiaoyong walking out of the house with two small empty bowls in high spirits. Apparently one was freshly eaten by himself, and the other was a baby boy. It seems that Ma Xiaoyong borrowed some milk from Xiaobai and just finished feeding the baby boy.

I don't know how he could get up so early after a busy day last night and sleep so late, can his small body withstand it?

There is also a note left in the house, which reads, "Mother, I went to Grandpa Zhang, my brother has already fed me, there is porridge in the pot, remember to drink".

In fact, this Grandpa Zhang, Zhang Ju has seen it once. That was half a year ago. That time was also the only time Zhang Ju had beaten Ma Xiaoyong so far.

Half a year ago...

The sun has not yet set, and the white clouds on the horizon have turned fiery red under the reflection of the setting sun. The sunset dots the sky. It looks beautiful, and the sunset is infinitely good.

"Mother, mother, I'm back". Ma Xiaoyong seemed unusually happy today. Shouted as he ran.

Zhang Ju weaves in the house. In the distance, I heard shouts from outside the house. He stopped what he was doing and walked out.

"Mother, I'm back", running to Zhang Ju, Ma Xiaoyong said excitedly, because he was too excited, his whole little face turned red and fluttered, looking very cute.

"Where are you going to play today? You came back so late?", Zhang Ju squatted down, touched his son's head, and asked with a smile. Zhang Ju didn't notice that his son was clutching something in his fist.

"Mother, what do you think this is?", Ma Xiaoyong spread his little hands and said happily.

Only then did Zhang Ju find that in his son's palm, there were two gold coins that reflected a faint golden light due to the afterglow of the sunset.

The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and the hand that was stroking his son's head became trembling. A feeling of heartache spread from her heart, and tears flowed down her beautiful but somewhat pale cheeks.

"Sure enough, children without fathers are easy to learn badly", the pain of losing a man, and the heartache of a child becoming bad. At this moment, Zhang Ju's heart seemed to have overturned the five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of indescribable tastes poured in. The tears flowed out even more uncontrollably.

Apparently she thought the two gold coins had been stolen by her son. Two gold coins, that's two gold coins, enough for ordinary people like them for two months. Said it was picked up, is it possible?

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Don't cry, are you not feeling well? Or is the child angry with you?", seeing his mother's sudden tears, the boy suddenly felt at a loss.

In the past six months, all the grievances have come one after another, causing Zhang Ju's inner defense line to completely lose control. With that, she grabbed her son's arm, raised her slap and slapped it hard against her son's buttocks.

A loud voice rang out. "I'll let you steal, I'll let you not learn well," he scolded while crying.

Bang bang bang ... Because the inner defense line was completely out of control, continuous slapping sounded in the small courtyard, accompanied by scolding with a crying tone.

Ma Xiaoyong was hurt by the beating, and his eyes were full of tears. However, he was stubborn, he also clenched his teeth tightly, endured it completely, and did not make a sound.

Zhang Ju seemed to be tired of fighting, and she seemed to be tired of crying. I don't know if I'm physically tired, mentally tired, or both. Zhang Ju felt that the world was spinning for a while, and her body shook twice, as if she might faint at any time. Gritting his teeth, he finally suppressed the strong feeling of vertigo. I didn't want to faint, but I couldn't avoid it, and I sat down on the ground. At this moment, Zhang Ju's tears also dried up, and she sat on the ground weakly.

Although in the past six months, I have received various blows and grievances. But in the same way, it also made her stronger.

"Mother, are you okay?", seeing his mother slumped on the ground, Ma Xiaoyong was startled, and he was about to hold his mother.

"You go, I don't have your son, and I don't need your help", hearing his son's words, Zhang Ju, who was originally a little weak, seemed to be surging with boundless anger and shouted loudly.

"Mother, the child doesn't know what he has done wrong, you have to do it. The child has lost his father. Can you not leave me alone", Ma Xiaoyong knelt down towards his mother.

I watched my five-year-old son say this to him on his knees. Zhang Ju's heart suddenly tightened, and tears flowed down her cheeks again. "Yes, the child has no father since he was five years old, only her is such a relative, how will he live if he loses himself again?".

In fact, she understands all this, and originally after learning that her man had passed away, she also thought about going with him. However, I just can't let go of the son in front of me and the unborn child in my belly, so I choose to live strongly. However, it was the momentary loss of mind that led to today's situation.

"Child, my child", Zhang Ju suddenly wrapped up his son who was kneeling on the ground and cried.

Maybe it's been suppressed for too long, after crying out loud this time. Her whole body felt a lot lighter.

"Yong'er, I'm sorry, my mother is sorry for you, my mother shouldn't have beaten you, and she shouldn't have said she didn't want you. You'll always be a good boy for your mother. Is it okay to forgive my mother?", Zhang Ju said softly.

Just finished speaking. Before his son could reply, he seemed to remember something.

"Does your butt still hurt?" let my mother take a look", Zhang Ju said anxiously.

I saw Ma Xiaoyong shake his head and stop Zhang Ju's hand that was about to check his buttocks. said: "Mother, the child doesn't hurt anymore." It's just that the child seemed to be very uncomfortable before seeing his mother, but is it better now?" the boy asked with concern.

looked at his son's eager look and listened to his son's concerned greetings. Feel the pain coming from the palm of your hand. Zhang Ju suddenly felt very distressed, distressed for this son. Thinking of this, he once again held his son tightly in his arms.

Ma Xiaoyong snuggled in his mother's arms and felt very secure. Very comfortable. My butt didn't hurt that much.

This hug lasted for a long time, but Ma Xiaoyong felt it quickly. Maybe every child longs to stay in their mother's arms all the time, this feeling is safe and warm.

After letting go of his son, Zhang Ju said: "Yong'er, you have to remember your mother's words." No matter how poor we are, we can't steal, and we are poor but we can't lose our backbone. Listen to my mother's words, where did the money come from, and take my mother to return it to the family. An apology must be made."

It seems that Zhang Ju still stubbornly believes that the money was stolen by Ma Xiaoyong.

"Okay, mother!", Ma Xiaoyong agreed!