"Mr. Ge, it's okay. I can still take care of you." In fact, she was not being polite to Mr. Ge, but she could get through it.
"Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow."
Mr. Ge got in the car and left. Xiaoxiao walked to the small yard with Maomao in her arms, took out the spare key from the stone crack at the door and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, she suddenly noticed someone lying on the wall beside her?
First he took the cat in and put it on the sofa. Then he came out and walked to the wall. Is there really a person lying there? Then the moonlight could clearly see that the stranger's clothes were somewhat tattered. He couldn't see his face clearly with his hat on.
.Is he a homeless person?
I lowered my head and looked at my body, and it was still in tatters. We are all pitiful people...
'Zizzizi...' Mosquitoes were flying around outside. She swept her hands, and she realized that we were both from the same place in the world. Haha, it was fate to meet each other.
Thinking about it, she knelt down and dragged the homeless man into the room.
'Huh...' The homeless man seemed to be still sleeping, and he didn't respond even after being dragged in. Under the light, she finally saw clearly the clothes on the homeless man's body, but they were in tatters, as if he had crawled out of a wolf's den.
Ha... This tramp is interesting. Why is he wearing a hat? She knelt down and tried to lift the tramp's hat.
"Um...Mommy...Mommy. Bad guy, the fake grandma is a bad guy." At this time, the cat's murmur came from the sofa.
Without saying a word, she didn't care about the homeless man on the ground anymore, and ran directly to the sofa: "Cat Cat, how are you? Does it hurt anywhere?"
But Maomao still had his eyes closed, and it seemed like he was just talking in his sleep.
Xiaoxiao exhaled helplessly and decided to take the cat to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. She took the cat back to her room to sleep. She was already exhausted.
The next day...
Xiaoxiao opened her eyes from the haze. Yesterday's excessive exercise made her whole body hurt. The warm sunlight reflected into the room, and her eyes were completely opened.
"Ah!" she screamed and sat up, because when she opened her eyes, she saw a person standing next to the bed, leaning over and staring at her.
In the room, Xiaoxiao looked at the man beside the bed in horror. She couldn't calm down for a while.
"Hello, my name is Yin." The man spoke. He was dressed in purple tattered clothes, a hat on his head, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his face, and some stubble.
Isn't this the homeless man she picked up from outside yesterday? Looking at it in the daytime, he doesn't look slovenly at all. Although his clothes are a little tattered.
"It's you...your name is Yin?"
"Yes." Yin raised a smile, and with the stubble at the corner of his mouth, he looked very manly, but the clothes on his body were a little torn.
"You fell asleep at the door of my house yesterday, so I dragged you in. Since you're awake, you can leave if you want." Xiaoxiao stood up. The injuries on her body made her feel a little painful.
Yin didn't speak, but stood up straight: "Aren't you afraid that I will be a bad person when you take me in?"
"It doesn't matter. I don't have anything valuable at home, and I'm not a good person either." She said calmly, taking in a homeless person. Maybe she would only give some material things instead of dragging the person back to her home.
It's just that in the past few days, she has really experienced the warmth and coldness of the world. The pain of loneliness and the pain of being left behind. That's why she acted like this when she saw this man lying at the door, in rags.
"Aren't you a good person? Bad people don't just drag people back to their homes. You saved me, otherwise I would have been bitten to death by those mosquitoes."
'Pfft' Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing. No one would be bitten by mosquitoes. At most, they could only carry a few bags. After laughing, she turned to look at him: "Well... I want to change clothes, you can go out.
For a moment?”
"Let me change it for you. You saved me, and I want to repay your life-saving grace." He said seriously.
What?
Xiaoxiao was stunned, staring at the bearded homeless man in front of her. This man must be in his twenties at least! She is a woman: "Are you kidding me?"
"You saw it." He smiled and walked out of the room.
Xiaoxiao took a deep breath. Although this person looked like a homeless man, he didn't sound like one at all when he spoke. Did she really save the wrong person? Forget it, he would leave later anyway.
Got dressed.
"Mommy..." Mu Maomao on the bed rubbed his eyes.
"Maomao, are you awake?" After sleeping for a day, her son finally made some noise again. She ran to the bedside excitedly and looked at Maomao.
Slowly opening his eyes, he squinted lazily. When he saw Mommy's face in front of him, Maomao immediately widened his eyes and woke up instantly: "Mommy! I knew you wouldn't die. Fake grandma
That bad guy also lied to me and said you were dead..."
"I'm a little flying dragon that can't be killed. How could I die so easily?" She hugged her son tightly and watched her son wake up, his head clear, and the big stone in his heart instantly relaxed a lot.
The cat stretched out his hand and wanted to hug his mother: "It hurts..." But pain came from his little hand.
"Maomao, don't move, don't move. Your left hand is slightly injured and you can't move it for the time being."
"Yeah." Maomao nodded.
"Does your body still hurt?" He started to touch his son's face. Although the redness and swelling on his face had subsided half of the night, it was still so obvious.
Maomao shook his head.
"What exactly did Hong Xuemei do to you? Maomao... I have wronged you."
Maomao raised a smile: "Mommy, it doesn't hurt me at all. I'm not wronged." He didn't tell what the fake grandma did to him in the room, because he was afraid that if he told her, he would scare his mother to death. The clever little boy
I turned my head and looked around. Oops, I feel dizzy when I shake my head. It doesn’t hurt. I am hypnotizing myself.
Hearing what her son said, she felt even more sad. She sighed.
"Mommy, we're home!" Maomao stood up excitedly and looked around seriously. Finally he went home, and he missed his home so much.
He walked out of the room with his son.
Sniff sniff...
I smelled a strong aroma of food.
"It smells so good, Mommy, have you cooked?" Maomao ran out quickly. In the dining room, there was a table of dishes. He climbed up on the dining table, although there were injuries everywhere on his body.
But when faced with the temptation of delicious food, the little guy is very nimble behind his back.
Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at the food on the table. How could she cook when she just got up? At this moment, the kitchen door opened and a man in shabby clothes walked away with a pot of soup in his hand.
came out.
"silver?"
"You guys woke up too late and the food is already cold."
"Did you cook it?" Xiaoxiao looked at the food at that glance, which was truly astonishing. It was delicious and delicious, not to mention that a homeless person couldn't cook it, even ordinary people wouldn't be able to cook it.