The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 1805 The best among poor people
"Let go of me, I'm not your wife! Go away!"

The woman pushed the man hard, but the man grabbed her tightly and refused to let go, the woman bit him madly, until the blood flowed out from the bite, but the man refused to let go, and finally the two of them wrestled.

The two children hugged each other tremblingly, their eyes full of horror, and one of the children was still bleeding on his forehead, which was caused by his mother's leg being thrown away and falling to the ground.

Xiangxiang ignored the two people fighting together, but beckoned to the two children: "Come here."

The older child flinched, and the younger one stumbled towards Xiangxiang in a daze.

The older one was afraid that the younger one would fall, so he protected him and could only run towards Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang asked for Band-Aids and iodine cotton swabs from members of the seventh team, and used wet paper towels to help the younger one wipe the wound, then wiped it with iodine cotton swabs, and finally put on a Band-Aid, and said softly to him: "It's all right now. "

The little child silently put the Band-Aid on his forehead, blinked his eyes, and his eyes reflected Xiangxiang's smiling face.

The older one wanted to take his younger brother back, but the younger child became stubborn and insisted on staying with Xiangxiang.

Just when the older one was about to lose patience, the younger one suddenly asked, "Why..."

Dazed for a moment, he looked at him suspiciously.

Hearing Xiao's inarticulate voice, he asked, "Why...isn't she my mother?"

The older one lowered his eyes, unable to answer.

He also hoped that his mother was not his own.

He looked enviously at the children who were being held by their mothers. He knew that those mothers were reluctant to part with them. Only his mother chose to shake off his younger brother severely, and would kill them without hesitation for freedom.

"Don't go." The little boy suddenly reached out and gently grabbed the corner of Xiangxiang's clothes.

The older boy was terrified, for fear that Xiangxiang would leave his younger brother because of his dirty hands.

No.

The younger brother was not thrown away, and was even given a candy by Gentleness.

It's a sweet looking candy.

He was a little envious of his younger brother.

It's just that he didn't dare, didn't dare to be like his brother.

A candy was handed to him.

He froze, eyes full of disbelief, raised his head, stared at Xiangxiang in a daze, "Did I... give it to me?"

Xiangxiang nodded with a smile, her eyes gentle.

She is always gentle with children.

The boy wiped his little hands on the hem of his clothes several times before reaching out to take the candy. He didn't eat it, but carefully put it in his pocket, thinking of coaxing his younger brother when he cried.

The little boy had already put the candy into his mouth, and the scent of milk was spreading in his mouth. He closed his eyes happily, "It's so sweet, so fragrant... It's the best I've ever eaten..." He spoke inarticulately Huanxi, when she opened her eyes and looked at Xiangxiang, her eyes were full of admiration and love for Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang felt sad because of such eyes.

It's just a candy.

But it makes the kids happy.

It can be seen how miserable this child is on weekdays.

Take a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm down the soreness in your heart.

She looked at the woman who was wrestling with the man. The woman was so unwilling to stay in the mountains. The two children were probably a thorn in her side. She couldn't have any kindness in her daily life. Maybe she would beat her or scold her.

It was also because the woman was merciless at the moment when she pushed the child down, and she didn't care about the blood on the child's forehead at all, that Xiangxiang hated her and didn't even want to rescue such a person.

Perhaps this is because poor people must have something to hate. Not every poor person is worthy of sympathy, and there are always a few poor people who are the best of the poor.

(End of this chapter)