The reborn superstar's warm wife will not remarry

Chapter 178 Sweet prenatal depression (3)
The waiter suddenly showed great sympathy: "Why don't you come over to buy it when Mama is resting?"

"No! Mama wants to make money to support the little Trojan horse, and has no time to rest." Little Luobo looked at the queue with a disappointed face, crying, and took out a crumpled five-yuan bill, "Sister, is this enough?"

The waiter was about to shake his head just now, Zhao Ziang hugged the little radish and smiled and said to the waiter, "Of course it's enough, it's just right, do you want cheese?"

Little Carrot nodded, and looked at Zhao Ziang with doubtful black eyes: "Is it really enough?"

"Actually, it's not enough, but uncle decided to lend it to you first, and return it to uncle after your mother gets off work." Zhao Ziang put the change Shang Mo gave him in front of the cash register.

Little Luobo said cutely and reassuringly: "Thank you, Uncle."

Zhao Ziang sighed again, which family's child is this, so cute that he wants to take him back and raise him.If there is such a child in the future, it would not be so difficult for my mother to force a blind date.

Little Carrot held Zhao Ziang's hand and sat aside, cleverly unwrapping the cake box, holding a plastic knife in her little hand, generously cut a piece for Zhao Ziang, and looked at Zhao Ziang expectantly with small eyes like black pearls: "Uncle you."

Zhao Ziang took his cake with a smile: "Thank you, little carrot."

"My name is not Little Carrot, but Little Trojan Horse." The little Trojan Horse pouted.

"Yes, yes, little wooden horse." Zhao Ziang agreed softly.

The little wooden horse looked at him: "Uncle won't ask mom to pay back the money after eating the cake, right?"

Zhao Ziang was stunned, and the next moment he laughed and said, "How old are you to know how to deceive people outside?"

"That's not true. Mama is very hard. Raising the little wooden horse by herself, but every time she buys a lot of good things for the little wooden horse, and then secretly eats the leftovers by herself. The little wooden horse can't burden Mama..." Xiao The announcement of the turnip head protest.

Zhao Ziang, however, looked down on the child's mother completely in his heart. He gave birth to the child by himself, and he didn't worry about leaving it outside like this. He even told the young child about the difficulties of life.In his opinion, that mother was completely unqualified. It was probably a girl who had lost her way trying to tie up a man with her child but failed. She couldn't even afford to send the child to kindergarten tuition.

"Ma Ma is going to get off work. If uncle wants Ma Ma to pay back the money, can he pay it in installments? I heard from Aunt Huang that the installment payment is relatively small." The little wooden horse looked at him with eyes full of pleading.

Zhao Ziang really wanted to say that there is no need to pay it back, but when he thought about such a small child being left unattended outside, he felt it was necessary to warn the child's mother, in case the child was kidnapped and encountered any danger, it would be too late to regret it.

"Uncle will tell your mother that you don't have to pay it back. After all, uncle ate the cake." Zhao Ziang said in a soft voice.

Hearing the words, the little wooden horse looked at Zhao Ziang with bright eyes: "Thank you uncle, I'm going to find Mama."

Zhao Ziang also looked in the direction of the little wooden horse, thinking that it was a thin and mean woman, but found that the woman was very thin, and the simple and plain clothes could not conceal her beauty, and she bowed and hugged lovingly in front of her. The little dwarf smiled at the vicissitudes of the old woman wearing the same work clothes beside him.

"Ma Ma, I brought you a cake to eat." The little wooden horse Ou Jie hugged Yang Xin's neck with his small hands, and said flatteringly.

Yang Xin turned his face and looked at his son: "I told you not to run around, you came here again, and I will send you to kindergarten next week."

"Ma Ma, don't send the little wooden horse to kindergarten. The little wooden horse is only two years old and will be bullied in kindergarten." The little wooden horse hugged Yang Xin's neck and shook its head.

Yang Xin looked at his son Aijiao smartly with amused expression: "Nonsense, there will be many brothers and sisters playing with the little Trojan horse in the kindergarten."

"Mama!"

"Then promise that Ma Ma will not run around casually in the future, and stay at Aunt Huang's house well." Yang Xin negotiated with his son.

"Well, the little wooden horse wants to meet Ma Ma sooner." The little wooden horse drooped its head, very cute.

Yang Xin hugged him funny, and walked towards the rented house step by step. Since she woke up three years ago, she had forgotten many things. At that time, the child in her stomach was already six months old, and she only knew her name was Yang Xin. Many people have talked to her, but they can't see the faces of those people clearly.

At that time, I had no identity, no money, and no job. Fortunately, Sister Huang took me in.Because she doesn’t have an ID card, many regular employers don’t accept her. At first, she can only live by picking up junk and half begging, so that she can give birth to the child safely. She is not in good health, but her son is very healthy. She is already very healthy. Satisfied.

Zhao Ziang looked angrily at the woman who smiled softly, how could such a woman be a mother.

"Miss, this is your son's cake!" Zhao Ziang handed her the half eaten cake.

Yang Xin took the cake from Zhao Ziang's hand and scratched his son's little nose, and said with a smile, "Little glutton, thank you sir."

Zhao Ziang didn't know why he couldn't utter the words of reproach, "Miss, don't let the child run around alone next time."

Yang Xin looked up at the handsome man opposite in surprise, and nodded: "Thank you, for causing trouble to Mr. Little Trojan, I haven't thanked my uncle yet."

"Thank you uncle!" The little wooden horse looked at Zhao Ziang obediently and said.

Looking into the child's clean and clear eyes, Zhao Zi'ang really couldn't say a word of reproach, "Little wooden horse is so good, uncle left beforehand, next time I'll treat you to a cake, okay?"

"Okay, thank you uncle!" The little wooden horse's big round eyes were bent into a line.

Yang Xin bent down to put down his son, took out the money for the cake and handed it to the man opposite: "This is the money for the cake, my son thank you for taking care of me today."

Zhao Ziang keenly felt that after the woman on the opposite side paid out the money, the little wooden horse on the ground looked at him accusingly, and Zhao Ziang wondered if the mother and son were acting, their acting skills were really superb.

"Ma Ma, uncle also ate the cake, the little wooden horse paid for it." The little wooden horse looked at Zhao Ziang very dissatisfied.

Yang Xin picked up his son and said with a smile: "Then treat it as a little wooden horse to treat uncle to, and thank him for taking care of you so that you are not captured by the bad guys, okay?"

"Okay!" Little Trojan said reluctantly, if he had known earlier, he would have cut it less.

The little wooden horse still vaguely remembers that Ma Ma is very poor. Before he couldn’t find a job, he would hug him to pick up bottles on the street in exchange for delicious rice. Recently, Ma Ma doesn’t have to go to the street to pick up bottles, but he can no longer hug The little Trojan horse went to make money, but the little Trojan horse was very smart to know that he secretly picked up bottles and put them back home to sell for money.

"Miss, the little Trojan horse has already paid for the cake." Zhao Ziang looked at the tidy change in his hands, and could see that the mother and child were struggling. If she was alone without the child, finding a man should lead a better life than now. it is good.

(End of this chapter)