Chapter 5 Poor Little Bun

This family is so poor that even the mice dislike it.

Bei Yutang looked at the tattered and dark quilt under him, and there was a musty smell on it, and even the smell of this body was not very pleasant.

She rubbed her eyebrows, and out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a figure shrinking at the door.

"Who?"

No one responded.

"Who's there?" Bei Yutang's voice increased a bit.

The small figure slowly moved out from behind the door, and Bei Yutang looked at the bony, ragged little guy in front of him in surprise. He was small and looked like he was three or four years old.

The little guy seemed to be afraid of her, his calf trembled, and a glutinous, soft voice sounded.

"mother."

Bei Yutang blinked and looked at the unkempt, scrawny child in front of him, who should be the son of the original owner. This family is really not ordinary poor, so poor that even the son is raised like a beggar.

Looking at the little guy's thin and frail body, Bei Yutang felt pity in his heart.

"Come here." She softened her voice.

The little guy shuddered and was beaten by the original owner for a long time, so that he dared not disobey her order and moved forward tremblingly. He knew that the mother was very angry now, and if she was talking in the past, she would definitely hit him again.

He was afraid, but he didn't dare not to listen to his mother's words. If you are not obedient, your mother will fight even harder.

Bei Yutang stretched out his hand to remove the hair that was in front of his eyes, but suddenly, his hand was empty, only to hear a 'bang', the little guy knelt on the ground.

"Mother, the dog is wrong." He lowered his head, his thin body was shaking.

Her outstretched hand was so stiff in the air, she was stunned when she looked at the terrified little guy on the ground.

what's going on? !

Seeing kneeling beside the bed, her small body shivered. Even if I don't know what happened, it can be seen that the little guy is very afraid of the original owner.

Bei Yutang tried to soften her voice, "Get up quickly, it's cold on the ground."

The little guy raised his head timidly, with a pair of bright black eyes on his dirty little face, looking at her timidly. The eyes of the little guy are beautiful and shiny, and they are very attractive to look at.

He looked at the smile on his mother's face and was stunned. He hadn't seen her smile at him for a long, long time.

He blinked, as if to confirm that the scene in front of him was not his dream.

Bei Yutang saw the desire in his eyes, she reached out and touched his little face, he was stiff and didn't dare to move.

He felt the warmth on his face, and it felt real and incredible. He couldn't help but feel nostalgic for his mother's touch, which made him feel warm and comfortable.

"Dog, dog." Bei Yutang called out a vulgar name awkwardly.

Without the memory of the original owner, I don't know how the two lived, let alone where I am now. For now, you have to figure out your own situation first.

Suddenly, Bei Yutang's head stabbed, as if something had penetrated. The little guy saw his mother's expression of pain, his whole face was folded together, and his hands were holding his head.

The little guy was startled, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he turned around and hurried out of the house. Soon he walked into the house with a medicine bowl in his hand. He didn't dare to rely on Tai Qian, because he was afraid that his mother would get angry and break the bowl of medicine.

This bowl of medicine was exchanged after he begged Aunt Wang next door for a long time, and Wu Qing, who was kneeling on his legs.