Transmigration: Take the small tits to be the heroine of Weiguang

Chapter 52

Xiaotuanzi thought for a while, and then said slowly in a childish voice: "Mother, you know what my son's life was like before. Although our life is not as hard as theirs, it is still difficult. When it is difficult, our mother and I will separate each other. I ate a steamed stuffed bun and drank a bowl of porridge, but even so, my son felt that the days with his mother were sweet. He didn't want to forget his roots and the past hardships after living the life he has now. He said Recalling bitterness and thinking of sweetness, but you can’t forget bitterness even if you have sweetness.”

"And when I think of their life being more bitter and difficult, I feel that I should do something for them, even if I am just a child, even if there are not many things I can do, but if I do, even if it is just It's very small, and I don't think I'm ashamed of my former self, so mother, let my son go, my son also wants to do something good, don't let him be overwhelmed by extravagance."

Wang Xue stared blankly at her son in front of her.

It was really hard for her to imagine that these words would come out of her son's mouth.

In fact, not only her, but also Xi'er and Qing'er had incredulous expressions on their faces, even though they didn't understand what the young master meant by "hard days".

Is it hard to live in the palace?
"Okay, then you can go with your mother, but the premise is that you have to listen to your mother and don't run around."

"Mom! Don't worry." Xiaotuanzi immediately showed a bright smile.

After that, the mother and son tidied up briefly, got into the carriage, and left the palace.

Today they go to the slums not only to see how they live, but also to distribute food, clothing and supplies to these people.

And give them peace of mind.

As for food and drink, she had asked Wu Sheng to prepare them.

It will be handed out when she gets there.

On the way there, Wang Xue held Xiaotuanzi's hand and asked softly, "Are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous, mother, are you nervous?"

Wang Xue smiled awkwardly, "A little bit."

Xiaotuanzi took off his shoes, stood on the blanket, stretched out his small hand and patted Wang Xue's head, and said in a milky voice, "Touch it, I'm afraid of losing everything, touch it, touch it, take courage in my heart, touch it, Mother is the bravest!"

Wang Xue was amused by the little guy, and he didn't know where he learned this set of words.

But she was still warm in her heart, stretched out her hands, Wang Xue put her arms around the little guy's waist, leaned her head on his small chest, closed her eyes, and whispered softly: "My precious son is here , Mother is not afraid at all, her courage value is simply off the charts."

Xiaotuanzi laughed happily, put his arms around Wang Xue's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Mother is the most powerful."

Xi'er and Qing'er, who were watching this scene, held each other's hands tightly, and they were so moved that they wanted to cry.

Sure enough, the warmest thing in the world is the love between mother and child.

An hour later, the carriage stopped slowly.

Outside the car, the driver's voice came in.

"Princess, we are here."

So several people got out of the carriage one after another.

Then, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

What appeared in front of Wang Xue's mother and son was a scene of dilapidated places in the world.

There are ruins everywhere, garbage everywhere, miasma everywhere, and bad stench everywhere.

Men and women in tattered clothes appeared in front of several people from time to time.

Not far away, there was the miserable cry of the child.

A woman hugged her dead child tightly and smiled foolishly.

An old man wrapped tightly in rags, begging on his knees in front of his thatched hut that was about to collapse.

In just a few seconds, Wang Xue seemed to see years of time changing before her eyes.

It should have been a fresh life, it should have been a scene of vitality.

But now, they are all so unbearable and dilapidated, which makes people worry when they look at them.

"Princess, this place is too messy, why don't you go back to the car with the young master." Qing'er said a little uncomfortable, covering her nose.

Only then did Wang Xue come to her senses. The first thing she thought of was to let her son go back into the carriage.

But when he looked down at his son, he froze in place.

Because at some point, her son had burst into tears.

Wang Xue was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and hugged her son in her arms. While patting him on the back, she comforted him softly: "My dear son, don't cry, there is a mother here, don't cry, don't cry."

In Wang Xue's opinion, his son must have been scared to tears by the scene in front of him, so he wanted to take him back into the carriage as soon as possible.

But before she could do anything, she suddenly heard her son's sobbing voice: "Mother, they...they are so pitiful, we must help them well."

Wang Xue was startled, and then understood something.

My son didn't cry because he was scared, but because he was sad.

"Son, aren't you afraid?"

Xiaotuanzi shook his head vigorously, sniffled and said, "Mom, I'm not afraid, I just think they are too pitiful, and I want to help them."

Wang Xue's heart warmed, and she hurriedly said: "Help, I must help. This time, Mother brought you here to help them together."

Here Wang Xue comforted her son, Qing'er had already walked over, bent down, and said in a low voice: "Princess, Brother Ang and the others are here with supplies."

Only then did Wang Xue let go of Xiaotuanzi, stood up and looked behind her.

It was then that Wu Sheng and the other three came over each pulling a cart.

Among them, Wu Sheng's car was pulling white cloth bags, and white steamed buns could be vaguely seen from the bags, while the other three people's cars were pulling bags of rice, one bag and one bag. Pack clothes, pants, shoes, and a cart of pots and pans.

And not far behind them, there are more cars pulling more supplies.

Roughly speaking, at least thirty cars.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Princess, this is what we should do, it's not hard." Wu Sheng smiled, then glanced at Xiaotuanzi again, and said hesitantly: "Princess, it's too messy here, why don't you let the young master Go to the carriage."

"It's okay, let him follow." Wang Xue waved her hand, since her son insisted on following, she didn't stop her.

Seeing this, Wu Sheng couldn't say anything more.

"Since everything has arrived, you should go and notify the big guys to come over."

"Yes."

After the four of Wu Sheng responded, they quickly walked into the slum area.

"Mom, I want to go in too." Xiaotuanzi said loudly, staring straight ahead with his big eyes.

"Son, this is mother's limit, you can't go in." This time Wang Xue didn't say anything.

Xiaotuanzi couldn't make progress either, so he could only nod his head and didn't speak any more.

As Wu Sheng and the others went in to call for help, many poor people living in the slums came cautiously towards this side.

After all, they are all people living at the bottom. When will they be lucky enough to meet the princess.

So each of them acted fearfully, for fear that one of them would accidentally offend this arrogant and domineering princess who had been heard of even among them.

As time goes by.

More and more people gathered here.

When everyone saw the carts of supplies behind Wang Xue, their eyes lit up.

If it weren't for the name and coercion of the princess, they would have rushed to grab food by now.

About half an hour passed.

The central location of the slum area was already densely packed with people.

Thousands of people crowded here, looking at Wang Xue eagerly, not knowing what she wanted to do.

"Princess, we have notified you once, and I believe that everyone who can come will come."

"What do you mean everyone has come?" Wang Xue frowned and asked.

(End of this chapter)