The end of the world is coming: I rely on cultivating immortals

Chapter 2

Seeing the cute and sensible look of the little guy, Yin Zi felt that the dirty bread was not so difficult to swallow.

Wanting to reach out to hug the villain for a kiss, the mottled iron door was suddenly slammed loudly, and without words, one knew that the visitor was not kind.

Yin Zi frowned and stood up abruptly.

The little guy was startled, and hurriedly put his arms around Yin Zi's neck, hanging on her body, patted Yin Zi's shoulder with his small hand, and comforted Yin Zi patiently and habitually in a low voice, "Mom, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Xie Jie is here, Xie Jie will protect mother, Be good, mom."

Yin Zi frowned, looking at the little guy in her arms, who was as light as a paper man, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to wrap his little buttocks so as not to fall off.

The little guy didn't notice Yin Zi's change, and was still comforting her with a baby voice.

Outside the door, the aunt's loud voice shook the mottled walls of the rental house, "little bastard, open the door, I know you're back, so hurry up and open the door, don't think you'll be fine if you hide inside and don't make a sound, open the door quickly .”

Accompanied by the loud voice, there was another knock on the door angrily, each more fierce than the last.

The little guy put his dirty hand on Yin Zi's mouth like a chicken paw, and said in a low voice, "Mom, be good, don't make a sound, it's fine."

Yin Zi frowned, always felt that the little guy's attitude towards her was a bit strange, but she couldn't understand why it was so strange.

The loud voice rang again, "You little bastard, don't come out for the rest of your life if you have the ability, one day my old lady will catch you. The rent has been owed for more than half a year, and I won't pay it tomorrow, you little bastard and you trash Lao Tzu, plus your idiot mother, all get out of here."

"My mother's good house is built like a garbage dump for you. If you don't clean it up, I will never end with you. Little bastard, when you come back, let him come to find my mother. Do you hear me? Don't try to hide. Today If you don't come, my mother will let you go out tomorrow morning."

The aunt cursed for a while, and then left angrily.

The little guy stretched his neck, opened his ears, and listened for a long time. After confirming that the people outside had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief and grinned at Yin Zi.

The chicken feet held Yin Zi's dirty face, pouted and kissed, "Mom, don't be afraid, grandma with a big mouth is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. She has been saying these things for more than half a year, and she didn't drive us out. Let's go, let's eat." bread to go."

Yin Zi silently hugged the little guy and sat back on the bed, and finally understood where the weirdness came from.

The body of emotion is a fool, no wonder it has no memory.

It's no wonder that the little guy is a little bit older, and he takes care of his mother like a little old man, so sensible that it makes people uncomfortable.

It's just that there is still no way to explain the completeness of the physical body after leaving the soul, but this matter is not important now.

Yin Zi's heart ached, she held the little guy's arm tightly, lowered her head and kissed the little guy's dirty head, "Xie Jie, mommy is not afraid."

The little guy who was holding the bread to be fed froze in vain, his small body trembling uncontrollably.

Tears glistened in her big black eyes, but she stubbornly dared not cry.

He lay motionless in Yin Zi's arms, he was afraid that if he moved, everything just now would disappear.

Yin Zi was heartbroken, no matter whether it was body or soul, she could feel the deep bond with this child, hugged the little man and kissed again, "Xie Jie is not sad, it is my mother who is not good, and mother will take care of her in the future." It’s easy to explain, don’t let Jiejie be wronged.”

The little guy couldn't bear it anymore, blinked his big eyes twice, and then cried out in a loud voice, the little arm that was so thin that only bones were left tightly wrapped around Yin Zi's neck, leaned on her shoulder, and cried, Crying into little tears.

Yin Zi caressed the villain's back, letting him vent, although the child is young, but he is sensible, life is so hard, it must be bitter in his heart.

Outside the door, Xie Zhi avoided the landlady and sneaked up the stairs. Just as he was about to sign with his son, he heard the little guy crying, and immediately became anxious.

Pouting his buttocks and looking in through the crack of the door, he didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of attracting the landlord, so he only dared to shout in a low voice, "Xie Jie, what's wrong with you, don't be afraid, open the door quickly, Dad is back, Xie Xie."

Yin Zi originally planned to get up to open the door, but the little guy stopped in an instant, quickly crawled down from Yin Zi's arms, and ran over with short legs to open the door.

He even looked out the door with a guilty conscience, seeing that the landlady was not there, and then rushed towards Jiezhi.

"Wow, Dad, why did you just come back?" The little guy's already smug face was even more smeared because of tears and snot, all of which rubbed on his father.

Xie Zhi didn't dislike it either, he held his son in one hand, looked back at the enemy's situation, then moved into the house, closed the big iron door with the other hand, and only after the door was closed tightly could he have the time to appease his son.

He wiped the little guy's dirty face casually with his big black hand, blew his nose again, and wiped it on his pants with his backhand.

Yin Zi's face was dark, sure enough, don't expect a man to take care of the child well, he himself is still a child who needs someone to take care of him.

Xie Zhi didn't know that Yin Zi was sober and cared about her son wholeheartedly. After her son could see his face, he said, "Xie Jie, good boy, don't cry, tell Dad what's wrong."

The villain was crying so hard, huffing...a snot bubble popped out, and hula...he sucked it back, neither father nor son felt that there was any problem.

Yin Zi's forehead twitched, it's okay, just bear with it, whether it's a son or an old man, there's plenty of time to train her.

The little guy had had enough crying, so he sobbed and wiped away his tears and snot on his father, then looked back anxiously at Yin Zi.

Yin Ziyang smiled at him, and the little guy felt relieved.

Happily said to Xie Zhi, "Father, mother is well, mother can recognize Xie Jie."

Xie Zhi was startled, and quickly raised his head to look at Yin Zi. Yin Zi didn't give him a smile, and just let him stare blankly.

Xie Zhi blinked and saw clearly, Yin Zi's eyes were no longer numb, empty, distracted, and turned back to the bright and brilliant eyes he saw the first time.

The originally silent and suppressed heart started beating in an instant, and the more it jumped, the more joyous it became, and then...sit down on the ground, patted her thigh, and said loudly, "Wow...it's really good, I'm so hard..."

Xie Zhi is tall, more than 180 centimeters, a little thinner, his body and face are so dirty that he can't see his original appearance, but he is a real big man. He cried into a weight of two hundred catties when he opened his mouth. Xiongzi, Yin Zi almost broke his waist.

After all, he is also a big man who pulls his son alone and takes care of his stupid wife. Shouldn't he be more powerful, domineering, mature and stable?
It's disillusioned to look like a little bitch.

It should be father and son connecting hearts, the father didn't cry twice, and the son quickly followed. The father and son were virtuous, sitting on the ground, patted their thighs, opened their voices, and cried in a cadence, like singing a big drama.

Yin Zi rolled her eyes silently, she felt that she should reconsider the way of repaying the cause and effect.

Half an hour later, Yin Zi was sitting on the broken wooden bed with no expression on her face. Two men, one big and one small, were sitting on the ground, looking at her with their heads tilted, making a strange smirk from time to time. No matter how they looked, they looked like they were seriously ill.

(End of this chapter)