Chapter 2

Fang Yumin was woken up by being hungry.How many years have you not felt this way?Not to mention that I have been living a pampered life in the past few years, even in the most difficult two years of hard work after graduation, I have never experienced the feeling of being so hungry like now!

And the crying of the child?Whose child?The company is not allowed to bring children to work, and the crying is so miserable that his mother won't coax him?Aren't the parents of the only child hurt so much?
Fang Yumin wanted to raise her hand to touch her belly, but found that her hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't lift it no matter how hard she tried.Moreover, she was weak all over, her throat was dry and sore, and it was difficult for her to swallow saliva. Her body was so heavy that she spread out on the bed as if the flesh on her body had separated from her?Or on the ground?The very thought made her open her eyes in fright.

"Ah!" It was a three or four-year-old kid who was crying all over his face, which shocked Fang Yumin a lot.

The little kid was clinging to her body, desperately grabbing her lapel with his two little hands, shaking her while crying in a hoarse voice: "Mother, mother, get up quickly, you are obviously scared, mother..."

Fang Yumin opened her mouth wide and stared in amazement at the dark-skinned but good-looking little kid in front of her. She wanted to ask him something but found that she was so weak that she couldn't even speak, so she had to watch the kid throw herself on her again and cry until her heart broke. But nothing can be done.

What's going on?Whose family's child is this, why do you call yourself mother when you pounce on yourself?mother?Fang Yumin's mouth opened even wider, is there still someone called mother in this day and age?She was busy rolling her eyeballs to look at the child in front of her, tsk tsk tsk, his clothes are really torn!Although it looks clean, it's all patches!The person who mends his clothes has no sense of aesthetics at all, he patched up all kinds of messy patterns and colors, really tasteless!

Well, these are not important, after all, there is a huge disparity between the rich and the poor in this world, and there are many poor children.The most terrible thing is that the child's clothes look like ancient costumes!And what happened to the barbecued pork bun on his head?It's not an Indian kid, why would it have a barbecued pork bun?Isn't this the poor version of the little golden boy in the living golden boy and jade girl?

Seeing that Fang Yumin woke up but just looked at him and didn't speak, the child cried even harder.Fang Yumin's ears were buzzing, he had a headache and was tired, and he really wanted to tell him not to cry anymore.She has never liked children very much, so she has no plans to give birth to one to play with.Children are angels when they laugh, and devils when they cry!And isn't he tired after crying for so long?
Fang Yumin lay motionless and couldn't help being upset and irritable.I really want to drink some water to moisten my throat, why is there no adult around?Whose family is this little bastard who is dying of crying?Can you stop crying and give me some water, okay?Also, aren't you drinking in a restaurant?How could it be lying on this hard plank bed or underground?Could it be that he was thrown here drunk?
Well, I will think about these issues later, the most important thing now is to quickly drink some water to regain strength.Fang Yumin took a few deep breaths in a row, and secretly adjusted her limbs with strength.It wasn't until a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body that Fang Yumin felt comfortable lying down. She had never been so tired before, as if she was paralyzed.

"Son, baby, don't cry." Fang Yumin said to the sobbing little boy with difficulty, her voice was so hoarse that even she couldn't recognize it as her own: "Go get it, get me some water, hurry up, go."

Hearing that Fang Yumin finally spoke to him, the little boy couldn't help laughing with tears in his eyes. He excitedly reached out and hugged Fang Yumin's waist again, buried his face on her body for a while, then raised his head and said in a crying voice "Mom! Mom, wait, I'll get you a glass of water right now." After speaking, he slipped out of bed and ran out the door.

The obstacle in front of him ran away, and Fang Yumin realized that he was lying in a farmer's house.Moreover, as far as I can see, this farmer's family is still very poor, not to mention the walls of the house are very dilapidated!Also, there are still adobe walls in this era?The gray table looked like it had been used for hundreds of years and hadn't been repaired. It was crooked and about to fall down.Even though Fang Yumin grew up in the countryside, her family is a thousand times better than here, okay?

Well, none of that is the point!The point is where is this place?How can I lie in this place where birds don't lay eggs?Could it be that she was stunned, kidnapped and sold in this ravine?Who has such a big enmity with him?Could it be Xie Wenjun's new love?No way, didn't I already accept that check?Fang Yumin couldn't help but fell into the delusion of being killed and couldn't extricate herself.

"Mother, mother, the water is here." There was a burst of small footsteps, and a childish but hoarse child's voice rang in my ears.Only then did Fang Yumin come back to her senses.I saw the child standing beside the bed carefully holding a broken bowl, looking at Fang Yumin with red and swollen eyes full of dependence, but his little face was a little tangled, probably thinking about how to feed her water?
Fang Yumin smiled at him, and wanted to prop herself up and sit up, but she couldn't do it, she tried several times but ended in failure.The child seemed a little anxious. After thinking about it, he put the bowl on the table and ran out.

"Hey, hello, kid." Fang Yumin watched the kid run away helplessly. That precious water is so far away.Fang Yumin couldn't help smiling wryly.

After a while, the child ran back again, still holding a wooden spoon in his hand.He grinned at Fang Yumin and said, "Mom, let me feed you water."

Fang Yumin breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded slightly to the child.Then I watched the child pick up the bowl seriously, scoop up water with a wooden spoon and move it tremblingly to her lips.Fang Yumin cooperatively opened her mouth and tried to swallow as much as she could, but she still inevitably drank half and poured the other half, and the water flowed into her clothes along the corner of her mouth.

"Huh." The sweet water moistened the dry throat, Fang Yumin exhaled comfortably, never thought that water was so delicious, "Come again!"

"Okay." The child grinned again, and the smile was quite cute.

Just feed and drink spoon by spoon, it took a long time to finish drinking the bowl of water.Fang Yumin exhaled, her throat felt comfortable, and her strength accumulated a little bit, she should be able to get up after lying down for a while.

Fang Yumin watched the child go out with a bowl, and was very puzzled, it seems that this child is the only one in this family, right?Where are his parents?My stomach was thundering from hunger, but Fang Yumin also heard the child's stomach thundering too.

After drinking water, Fang Yumin suddenly felt dizzy, nauseated, and very uncomfortable.

Fang Yumin was so uncomfortable that she lay motionless on the bed, feeling like vomiting!But with an empty stomach, she only retched a few times, and she couldn't take it anymore, so she tried to prop up her upper body to relieve herself, but when she got up, Fang Yumin felt her head spinning, followed by her head about to split open With the same cramping pain, a lot of unknown information flooded Fang Yumin's mind like a flood.

Fang Yumin yelled in horror, fell on the bed with her head in her arms and helplessly endured one after another of stinging pain, receiving wave after wave of information...

The pain seemed to be endless. After a while, her ears started to buzz, her whole body was covered with cold sweat, and she gradually became in a trance. There seemed to be the sound of a child crying in fear...

Is that the kid?Fang Yumin thought in a daze, and then fell into a coma...

(End of this chapter)

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