Xu Mingfei took a few remnants of his soldiers and left the breakfast shop in a gloomy manner.

Although several of them were not lightly injured, the speed under their feet did not slow down at all, and they were afraid that the big demon king who looked clear-eyed but was actually ruthless would suddenly repent, and arrested them again and beat them again.

"Thank you, little brother, if it weren't for your help today, we orphans and widows really don't know what to do!"

The young woman had tears in her eyes, holding Xiao Junjun in her arms, looking like a pitiful person, which made people feel pity.

Xiao Junjun seemed to feel his mother's sadness, and quietly leaned on his mother's shoulder, not crying or making trouble.

"It's okay, it's just a gesture. In the future, if those miscellaneous pieces come to trouble you again, you tell me, and I'll clean them up. ”

Saying that, Yi Shuihan wrote his mobile phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to the young woman.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you......"

The young woman said thank you vigorously, pressed her head very low, and tried not to let Yi Shuihan see the tears that were already covering her cheeks.

Since her man died, she hadn't felt this kind of dependence that made her steady for a long time, as if a piece of land suddenly appeared under the feet of a person who was about to fall into the abyss, this feeling was really tight, especially for a woman.

Although the man in front of her didn't have much to do with her, strictly speaking, they could only be regarded as meeting in Pingshui.

Looking at his tearful mother, Xiao Junjun was silent, struggling to raise his little hand and grab it on his mother's face, trying to wipe the tears off his mother's face. But the tears were stubble after stubble, bigger and bigger, more and more, like a flood that burst the embankment, no matter how it could be stopped.

Mother and son are connected, Xiao Junjun seems to be able to feel the discomfort and sadness in his mother's heart at the moment. He screamed, with a little crying, and whimpered softly in his mother's arms.

"Uh......h Junjun, my son...... Woowoowoo......"

The young woman couldn't control herself anymore, and the long-standing grievances, sadness and sorrow all burst out at this moment, and tears flowed down the young woman's cheeks.

For a while, Yi Shuihan was also a little confused, and he didn't know what to do. The thing he feared most in his life was that women cried in front of him, and there was no one.

It is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend the hardships of a widow with a child alone, at home and abroad, big and small, all need her to handle it alone.

In the dead of night, she would secretly hide under the covers and cry, how she wished that her man would come back to help her. But this is life, a train that is destined to move forward and not backward.

When the day dawned, she had to wipe away her tears and start the day with a smile, trying to fight for a good meal for herself and her son, day after day, year after year.

Yi Shuihan paused for a long time before hesitating to clumsily pat the young woman's shoulder with his hand, perhaps at this time, it would be best to let her cry happily. Life has been so difficult for her, if even crying becomes a luxury, maybe she will really suffocate.

Life, fucking shit, who's to say it isn't.

"Woo––"

The young woman turned around suddenly, leaned on Yi Shuihan's shoulder, crying heartbreakingly, tears running down her cheeks, and after a while, Yi Shuihan's clothes were wet. Yi Shuihan didn't dare to move, and stood there with a flute in his heart, letting her lean on her shoulder and cry.

It took a long time for the young woman to gradually calm down.

She wiped her tears and said embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control it, and I wet most of your clothes."

"Don't worry, just cry, I know you two are not having a good time."

Yi Shuihan sighed secretly.

"Oh, by the way, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'll make it for you, freshly ground soy milk, mellow."

The young woman regained her old smile, like a rainbow after the rain, fresh and bright.

"Hmm."

Yi Shuihan nodded, picked up Xiao Junjun, and took him to wander on the path in front of the store, anyway, he would have to wait for a while to make breakfast.

Many years later, she mentioned it to Yi Shuihan, saying that Xiao Junjun recognized people when he was a child, but Yi Shuihan was the only one who hugged him, Xiao Junjun didn't say a word, and he was still affectionate.

"By the way, I still have a few brothers who haven't eaten breakfast, you make a few more, and I'll bring them back."

Before walking out of the store, Yi Shuihan said to her.

"Hmm."

The young woman smiled like a flower and replied softly.

After about twenty minutes, more than a dozen breakfasts were ready. Yi Shuihan put down Xiao Junjun, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

In fact, Yi Shuihan is also short of money, mainly relying on the living expenses given by his parents every month to make trouble. In addition, I invited my brothers to dinner last night, and the money on my body has already been spent.

However, compared with this mother and son, this mother and son obviously need money more than him, although it is not much, but it also represents a little bit of his heart.

"I can't help it, I invited breakfast this morning."

The young woman hurriedly picked up the money and handed it to Yi Shuihan, resolutely refusing to accept his money.

"This is a little bit of my heart, so I should give Xiao Junjun a red envelope."

The two pushed and pulled for a long time, and the young woman reluctantly accepted the money.

"Remember to come over for breakfast tomorrow, I'll make it for you and put it here."

The young woman smiled at Yi Shuihan, with a few wisps of blush on her face.

"Hmm."

Yi Shuihan carried breakfast and was about to go back to school.

"Hey, what's your name?"

As soon as she walked out of the door, the young woman chased after her, rolled up her sleeves and said.

"My name is Yi Shuihan."

A smile rose at the corner of Yi Shuihan's mouth.

"Good name."

The young woman whispered to herself.

"My name is Gu Xiaochen, you can call me Xiaochen."

"Well, Xiaochen, I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"Well, remember to come here!"

"Definitely."

Yi Shuihan carried a large bag of breakfast and staggered into the school.

Xiao Junjun looked at Yi Shuihan who was walking away, babbling non-stop, as if saying goodbye to Yi Shuihan.

"Son, come, mom hug, uncle has gone away, he wants to come to see you tomorrow."

Gu Xiaochen picked up Xiao Junjun and bit him twice on the face affectionately.

Xiao Junjun smiled, revealing the two front teeth that had just erupted, white and shiny.