When he knew that there was someone who was sadder, lonely, lonely, and more tolerant of humiliation than him, he slowly started to look at many things.
Yes, promise is sadder and lonely than him. His biological father used him as a tool for revenge. His childhood was so hard, and he had to work on his own to earn pocket money. This is the best thing to use when he was born.
I can't imagine myself.
And her mother is more lonely and sad than him. When she was abandoned by her father, she thought she was dead. How desperate she should be!
If there is a chance, Situ Chenjue really wants to say to his mother:
"Mom, I'm living a good life now, and you must be happy in heaven!"
I was too narrow-minded before, and it was the greatest happiness that I could survive and have my beloved woman.
What else can I ask for?
Thinking of all this, his heart gradually softened.
Yes, he should face life peacefully and everyone.
He coughed, then bent down sincerely and said to the little boy: "I'm sorry, little brother, uncle was in a bad mood just now, and he spoke too loudly to you. Little brother, can you forgive uncle, can you forgive me?
?”
The little boy looked at Situ Chenjue blankly, after a while, he sniffed, grinned a big smile, and showed two missing front teeth: "Uncle will correct it if he knows his mistake, he is a good boy!"
Situ Chenjue is really amused and crying now. How old is he? Fortunately, the child is!
However, seeing the little boy happy, he didn't know why he was a little happy.
He suddenly thought of Huanyan's appearance ten years ago. At that time, maybe she was such a little heroine who didn't have much money but was full of self-esteem and confidence. If possible, he really wanted to go back to that time!
[Huanyan, thank you, you changed me!]
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Looking at Situ Chenjue's thinking expression, the little boy smiled and tilted his head: "Uncle, uncle, what's the matter you want to ask me?"
Situ Chenjue coughed, pointed to the mung bean soup shop next to him, and asked tentatively: "Do you know the owner of this shop?"
"Hey, I know you!" The little boy rolled his eyes: "What, uncle wants to buy mung bean soup today?"
"I don't want to buy mung bean soup, I want to ask how this mung bean soup is made!" Situ Chenjue pondered for a moment, and decided not to talk so much to this little kid: "The owner of this little shop,
That...that grandma, where did she go? Is her shop still open?
Little brother, do you know where she lives?”
"Uh... But uncle, you want to know how mung bean soup is made, why? Why do you have to eat this kind of thing and make such cheap things? I thought, it's just like us
Only such poor kids like to eat this kind of thing!”
The little boy's hand was picking a broken hole in his pants.
Looking at the little boy's innocent expression, Situ Chenjue felt that something suddenly seemed to have been touched.
He smiled warmly, stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's head.
Although the little boy is dirty, he looks pretty.
Situ Chenjue said word by word: "Little brother, I apologize to you what my uncle said just now. I want to tell you that many things in this world are not determined by their high or low."