The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 242

Tan Qingqing grew up in a small house near a garbage dump.

She lost her father after she was born. According to her mother, her father died in a car accident.It was a very strange car accident. Although his father was the only person who died in the car accident, her father was solely responsible for the accident.

So after her father died, her mother owed a huge debt to compensate the other victims for their losses.

After the verdict of the court came down, the eight-month-old mother finished taking care of her father's funeral, then sold the house, paid part of the debt, and then came to the small house near the garbage dump to wait for delivery.

Because this small house is owned by a kind friend, they don't charge my mother rent, but let her live in it for free.

Only three months after Tan Qingqing was born, her mother went to work. Since then, she has stayed alone in the small house.

In the stuffy room, after the window was opened, the smell of the garbage dump not far away was not pleasant.

But she didn't know, she didn't understand, she just lay there quietly, looking at the dark roof, giggling.

Sometimes when she was hungry, she opened her mouth and screamed, but her mother didn't show up, and her mother didn't feed her.

Tan Qingqing, who was so hungry, began to cry, crying so loudly.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, her mother appeared in a hurry, and she stuffed the nipples with a little sweat into Tan Qingqing's mouth, and said distressedly, she must be starving.

Tan Qingqing was really hungry, so he grabbed it fiercely with his small mouth and ate it with all his might.

After her mother hugged Tan Qingqing, she started to pack her things. When she was packing, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Qingqing, look, I picked up a wooden baby for you. Do you like it?"

Tan Qingqing giggled, neither saying he liked it nor disliking it.

The mother wiped the dark wooden baby clean, and then put it next to Tan Qingqing: "In the future, when mother is away, let the wooden baby accompany Qingqing."

Tan Qingqing yawned a little at this time, she was full and sleepy, her little eyelids began to sink, so she fell asleep.

Later, Tan Qingqing stayed in the room alone. When she was hungry, she gradually learned not to cry, but to be patient and wait.

She began to explore the house alone, rolling, crawling, and tossing everything in the small room.

A piece of paper, a small bottle discarded by others, those are her toys, her world.

When one day she caught this wooden baby under the table, she treasured it.

She hugged the wooden baby, spitting bubbles and holding onto it.

In the later time, when the mother was away, she would babble to the wooden baby.

When her mother takes her out occasionally, she holds the wooden baby.

When she grew up, she gradually became sensible and knew that she was different from other children.

Other children have mothers and fathers, but she has only fathers.

Other children have beautiful little skirts, but she can only wear skirts modified from her mother's old clothes, the ones with balls worn out on them.

The other children had plenty of toys, but she had none.

But she doesn't care about these, she has a wooden baby.

The wooden baby is her new clothes, her cute toy, and her playmate.

That's all she has except mom.

Tan Qingqing grew up like this, and the small house next to the garbage dump was going to be demolished, so she and her mother couldn't live there.

So my mother borrowed a cart, on which they put all their things, including pots, pans, spoons, and even brooms for sweeping the floor.

They don't have much money, and life is not easy. Every needle and thread is a treasure, and they will have to use it in the future.These things usually look inconspicuous, but if you really want to buy them again, they are all money.

My mother is very frugal, breaking a penny into two flowers.

Therefore, when the poor move, their luggage is more bloated than other people's luggage.

Tan Qingqing put her small schoolbag and wooden baby on the small cart solemnly, and then followed her mother, helping her push the cart together.

They rented a house, a simple one, next to the vegetable market, not far from where their mother works.

Mom said that there is a kindergarten next to her, and she can send Tan Qingqing there then.

In kindergarten, other children had already gone, but Tan Qingqing hadn't.

She knew that the kindergarten charged [-] yuan a month, and her mother seemed unable to pay the money.

Now, is mother going to let Qingqing go to kindergarten?

Sure enough, mother touched Qingqing's head and said: "Qingqing, you will have to go to elementary school in two years. When you arrive in elementary school, other children can sing and dance. What should you do if you don't know how to visit? You should go to kindergarten to study hard. do you know?"

In fact, at night, her mother would personally teach Qingqing to read, and she already knows hundreds of characters.

But my mother may think it's not enough, let Qingqing go to the kindergarten to learn singing, dancing and playing games like other children.

Qingqing was very happy, but she still couldn't help asking: "Mom, do you have money to pay the kindergarten tuition?"

Mom smiled and said: "Mom saved money for you, and now you have it."

When Qingqing heard this, she immediately jumped up: "Great, Mom, I can go to kindergarten like other children!"

In fact, Qingqing has a small schoolbag. Countless times, she secretly carried her small schoolbag on her back and walked around the house by herself, pretending to be going to school.

Unexpectedly, she could go to school.

(End of this chapter)