Chapter Seventy-Three: Strong

readx; "Commitment is to promise others that you must do it! The teacher taught me. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiaobao's simple face was firm, and his serious appearance almost made Song Wenbei's eyes red. But what promise did he make to himself? The relationship between them is nothing more than a contract, not even a partner.

"But Dad never keeps his promises...... Xiaobao said, his little face also fell, it was still sunny just now, and now he is full of depression.

"Xiaobao...... Daddy wasn't breaking his promises, he just-"

Helpless.

The young mother rubbed the top of her son's hair, her eyes seemed to be filled with moisture, and she couldn't tell whether she was reproachful or distressed.

"He's a liar! He said he wanted to buy a ring for his mother, and he said he would take me to the amusement park, but he still hasn't taken me there! We traveled all the way to see him, but he didn't drive him back! ”

Xiaobao's voice was full of crying, and the young mother's face was already a little unsightly. Song Wenbei was a little embarrassed when he looked at this sudden dispute, and he felt even more sorry. If they hadn't brought it up themselves, they wouldn't have quarreled.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

Throughout the afternoon, the cheerful Xiaobao didn't even say a word, and Song Wenbei wanted to speak several times, but in the end he didn't spit out a word. She is an outsider, what qualifications does she have to deal with other people's trivial matters, not to mention, her situation is not necessarily better than others. It wasn't until after dinner that Xiaobao fell asleep deeply, and the young mother changed her seat and sat next to Song Wenbei.

"Girl, I'm sorry for the afternoon. That kid is just so naughty that it makes you laugh. ”

Song Wenbei shook her head, Xiaobao was already one of the few sensible children she had ever seen, if Sun Jiaming's little demon king was here, she didn't know how much headache she would have.

"You can also see, we are not rich people, his father left his hometown and went to City B in order to make our lives better, but he has no education and can't make a lot of money. In these years, money has made black-hearted capitalists ......" The young mother just said the word capitalist, and her mouth was stunned, and she waved her hand again and again, "Sister, I didn't mean you, don't be careful." ”

Seeing that Song Wenbei did not look displeased, the young woman said to herself: "A few days ago, I was called on the construction site, saying that his father broke his leg, and I only planned to go to see it alone, but I couldn't help Xiaobao, so I had no choice but to take him with me." As a result, it doesn't matter if this fall occurs, the living expenses, and Xiaobao's tuition fees have all become medical expenses, and as a result, there is not even a penny of compensation on the construction site. ”

The woman's voice was a little choked, and when it came to the emotion, there were already faint tears in the corners of her eyes. Song Wenbei was a little cramped and didn't know how to comfort her. Even though she knew that the life of this family was definitely not rich, she didn't expect that she would be so embarrassed!

"Eldest sister, I still have some money here, you can take it." Song Wenbei opened her bag and took out the hundreds of yuan in cash, thinking that after seeing Xie Xiaoyan, she would have nothing to spend money on, so she simply left dozens of yuan of change for herself, and the rest was stuffed into the woman in front of her.

The young mother seemed to be a little flattered, holding the bright red banknote, staring at Song Wenbei helplessly, and said, "I can't ask for this money." ”

"This money is for Xiaobao. He is so well-behaved, he deserves a good education, isn't it good to take the money to pay his tuition? ”

The young mother seemed to be a little hesitant, but she still insisted: "We are not related to each other, such a large amount of money ......"

Song Wenbei pressed the money in the palm of her hand, "This money will be regarded as if I borrowed it from you, and when Xiaobao has the ability in the future, you will return it to me, okay?" ”

"Okay, but an IOU."

There was a childish child's voice in the air, but it was Xiaobao, who was still asleep just now.

The eyes of the child in front of him were still a little blurry with waking up, but there was a rare forbearance and perseverance in his tone. Song Wenbei nodded and accepted his suggestion.

Xiaobao, who woke up, seemed to have completely recovered his previous vitality, and quickly took out a square homework book from the small schoolbag beside him, and used a pencil that had left the length of his knuckles to write his name one by one - Zheng Jiabao. glanced at it with satisfaction, and then handed the IOU to Song Wenbei again.

The mother next to her seemed to be a little surprised when she saw her son's behavior.

"Xiaobao is such a good boy."

Song Wenbei smiled and praised, the face of the mother next to her was already red, and her expression was not only embarrassed but also slightly embarrassed.

This mother is really thin-skinned, such a compliment can make her blush, Song Wenbei thought, and picked up the note in her hand and looked at it.

Although the handwriting on the paper has obvious greenness and immaturity, but the structure of the frame is very reasonable and beautiful, it is obvious that the owner of the word has spent a lot of thought on the handwriting, and between the lines, there is a kind of awe-inspiring - wind bones.

Song Wenbei didn't know how he could use this word to describe these lines of Xiaobao, but it just felt like it was inexplicably appropriate. She felt that he could afford it.

"Sister, why are you so red? Is the air conditioner too adequate? ”

Xiaobao saw Song Wenbei's face turn red, thinking that it was because it was too hot in the car, but only Song Wenbei knew that she was ashamed. - Originally, she didn't expect anything in return for this money, to put it more ruthlessly, she just didn't want to see the misery of the weak and the darkness of this society, so she chose to spend money to buy peace of mind. But now, she really despised the idea she had just made when she got home, how could she think that the young mother had come to talk to her in order to get this little help!

They are obviously so simple and strong, and the little treasure in front of her is even more sensible and makes her sad.

"I'm fine."

Song Wenbei hoarsely voiced, trying to make his voice sound the same as usual. Suddenly, she was a little envious of the child in front of her, full of arrogance, and resolutely made God feel afraid.

But she, Song Wenbei, turned into a turtle, cowering in her shell, and didn't even have the courage to poke her head out - just because there was a Fu Xinian standing outside.

Somewhat self-deprecating for his weakness, Song Wenbei sighed, folded the note in his hand and put it in his bag, tightened the clothes on his body, and closed his eyes.

Xu is stiff sitting posture for a day is too physically demanding, or maybe the temperature in the carriage is just right, Song Wenbei thought about the scene of the reunion with Xie Xiaoyan, and after a while, he lost consciousness.

It was late at night, and the people in the carriage also went to meet Zhou Gong one after another, but in the dark, a figure began to be active......