"I got a job helping people with hygiene, and then I watched videos on the Internet and learned to do handmade stalls to sell, thinking that I could earn a little bit and not let my children and I starve to death."

She looked back at her daughter, who was sitting in the corner and munching on bread, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

As a mother, loving her children may have become her instinct.

The little white dog under his hand is gentle to the touch, and he can feel that he is using good materials.

Hua Wei, who lacked the ability to empathize, couldn't say anything comforting, only lowered his eyes and said slowly: "That's good." ”

The aunt smiled and put the reinforced handmade fox and tiger into a paper bag and handed it to her.

There are also a few paper-cut flowers pasted on the paper bag, pink, which should be peach blossoms.

"My daughter cut it."

The years have left mottled marks on her face, but the pride in her eyes is still bright.

Hua Wei looked at the little pink flower, muttered for a moment, and then slowly stood up: "It'll be fine." ”

I don't know if this sentence was said to the aunt in front of her, or to herself.

"Girl, your noodles are packed and put on the table for you, remember to take them!"

Hua Wei carried the warm noodles and walked into the sea of people again.

The streetlights on the side of the street glowed with dim warmth, and the street trees on both sides were blown by the wind, dropping a few leaves.

The cat wagged its tail and slowly walked past the side of the road.

It's full of people, but none of it has anything to do with her.

She paused and looked to a corner of the road.

The old man leaned against the wall with his cane, his shabby and dark clothes were dirty and torn, and there was a black and gray puppy lying at his feet.

And in the broken bowl in front of him, there were only a few coins.

The noodles in her hand were still warm, and the old man not far away seemed to feel her gaze, and struggled to open his cloudy eyes, and reluctantly smiled at her.

“…… Okay, okay. ”

Hua Wei couldn't help but walk over.

The dog, frightened by her approach, took two steps back and ducked behind the old man.

"I just bought it, I haven't eaten it."

The clear soup noodles are still steaming, and the boss is willing to use the ingredients, and the portions are very solid.

The old man put down his crutches, took the bowl of noodles tremblingly, and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Xu hadn't eaten for a long time, and the old man's hand holding the bowl was trembling, but Rao was like this, he still evened out some of the puppy's bowl before eating slowly.

Hua Wei's eyes dimmed.

Just now, when she was handing over the bowl, she took a pulse for the old man, and the vitality in her body was disappearing at a flow rate beyond ordinary people, and all her internal organs were invaded and quickly lost.

He didn't have much time left.

Hua Wei fumbled in the pocket of his coat and put the rest of the money and a few pieces of candy in the open bowl.

In order to prevent being blown away by the wind, she also put a stone to press.

"Do you want to go to a hospice?"

Under the dim street lamp, Hua Wei squatted in front of the old man and the dog, and calmly asked such a sentence.

It's as usual as if you're discussing the weather.

The old man shook his head and slowly stroked the puppy's round head, "I want to accompany it."

Everyone cares about different things, some people care about life, and some people only care about how the last time will pass.

Hua Wei nodded lightly and stopped talking.

She has done what she can, even if it seems a little cold-blooded, but after all, it is a personal choice.

"Pay attention to your body and take care of yourself."

Leaving the last sentence, Hua Wei stood up and prepared to leave.

(End of chapter)