In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

The little fat man was also very excited. From time to time he would shout to Xiao Fuman, saying that his father was coming back.

I gave all the delicious food I brought back to my sister.

The grown-up children's impression of their father is only about eating every now and then.

Being so excited is entirely due to the influence of my family.

Dong Muxiang is one of them.

He was rubbing his hands, walking back and forth, and looking into the station from time to time.

Ye Zhoushan's head hurt from her shaking back and forth.

"Girl Muxiang, please wait for a while, the train will arrive in a while."

Ye Zhoushan was also really busy, busy holding signs, busy controlling his daughter's little hands and feet, busy taking care of the little fat man who had been forgotten by his aunt, and busy comforting the excited Dong Muxiang.

Dong Muxiang smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I'm just too excited."

"I don't know if my eldest brother is in this car."

Ye Zhoushan gave a reassuring look: "Yes, if you don't get on this train, Brother Guoan will tell you."

Dong Muxiang thought about it and thought it was right. After being quiet for half a minute, she started to stir back and forth again.

Ye Zhoushan was silent and did not persuade him again.

He patted his daughter's little butt: "Why are you so excited? Be quiet, your father and I are almost dying of heat."

Naituanzi didn't pay attention at all, and she and the little fat man shouted louder and louder.

Especially after hearing that the delicious food is all yours.

The little one doesn't understand at all, so what if it's all given to her. She can only watch it but not eat it. It's all in vain.

Ye Zhoushan bared his teeth, forget it, they are all ancestors.

"Want to buy some popsicles?" A child in rags and rags held a tattered quilt in his arms. There were several popsicles hidden in the quilt, and he was looking for people to sell them everywhere.

There are many people who sell things secretly, and everyone is not surprised.

Ye Zhoushan was flustered by the heat, so he asked for two sticks, which cost two cents, which was quite expensive.

Ask Dong Muxiang and the little fat man.

Dong Muxiang is on leave and does not eat cold food.

The little fat man wants it.

One of them squinted their eyes as they snacked, they were so happy.

But the milk dumpling was very anxious.

"Ah ah ah..."

[Eat, Fuman eats, bad daddy, give it to Fuman. 】

Her little neck stretched out so long, her mouth opened wide to reach the popsicle in her father's hand.

Ye Zhoushan teased the little guy, feeding it to his mouth and then moving away, making the little guy howl in anger.

The little fat man wanted to feed his sister, but Ye Zhoushan wouldn't let him.

My stupid daughter had diarrhea all night after drinking mung bean soup, and if she ate popsicles again, his wife would have to skin him alive.

Naituanzi groaned angrily and didn't want to pay attention to her father.

Not long after the first one and the second one finished eating the popsicles, their faces changed.

Ye Zhoushan didn't even have time to say anything, so he stuffed the little blessing into Dong Muxiang's arms and took the little fat man to squat in the hut.

Dong Muxiang and Xiao Fu stared at each other, both speechless.

"Woooooooo..."

The whistle blows and the train comes into the station.

Dong Muxiang was excited.

Many people came from all directions to pick people up at the door.

Dong Muxiang held Xiao Fuman and was forced to move forward along the crowd.

Suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from an oblique direction and took Xiao Fuman away.

Naituanzi opened her big watery eyes and stared blankly at Dong Muxiang, who had a frightened and anxious face.

Dong Muxiang wanted to shout, but another person covered her mouth and dragged her in another direction.

The crowd was so crowded that no one paid attention to them, or in other words, no one cared about what they were doing.

Little Fu was hugged by someone as a round ball. After squeezing out of the crowd, he ran towards a sparsely populated area.

The person holding her was a chubby middle-aged woman with a very kind face. It was completely impossible to tell that she was a vicious human trafficker.

Xiao Fuman stared at the woman's face for a long time, her expression full of curiosity.

The woman was originally worried that the child would cry, but she just stared at herself the whole time, and couldn't help but worry that she was a little fool.

Little fools are worthless.

Thinking of this, he slapped Xiao Fuman's soft little butt hard.

Naituanzi was stunned for half a second, his mouth shrank, and he cried out.

"Ah ah ah..."

[Bad, beat Fuman, bad, dad save me. 】

If you can cry, you must not be stupid. The woman is relieved.

"Shut up, I'll beat you for crying again."

How could Naituanzi, who was spoiled by her father and didn't care about anything, listen to the threat and cry even louder. "Ahhhh..."

[Big bad guy, fierce and full, angry, daddy beats him, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... where is daddy...]

The woman was annoyed by crying and worried that her crying would attract people to watch.

He was so angry that the threat wasn't enough, so he slapped Naituanzi's little butt a few more times, and even reached out to cover her mouth.

The milk dumpling was squealing and fluttering, and the woman couldn't hold it and almost dropped it to the ground.

"You bitch, are you done yet?"

"Believe it or not, I will throw you into a manure pit and drown you."

"Don't be so ungrateful, I'm not a good-tempered person."

The woman cursed, twisted and slapped her, leaving horrifying marks on her fair and tender skin.

Nai Tuanzi didn't listen to a word, and didn't care whether it hurt or not.

She cried so hard that her face turned red, her voice became hoarse, and she felt so wronged.

The woman regretted it so much, she would have known better not to offend such a stupid person.

After Rong Yongyue and Dong Guoan got off the bus, Dong Guoan said that his family would come to pick them up.

But he didn't see anyone. He might have been delayed by something, so he had to wait.

She was fine, so she went to the toilet and walked around.

Turning around, I heard the heartbreaking cry of the Milkman and the angry curses of the woman.

The more I heard, the more something was wrong. It didn't sound like it was for my own child.

"Sister, is the child hungry?"

Rong Yongyue appeared so suddenly that both Xiao Fuman and the woman were stunned for a moment.

The woman didn't expect there was anyone here, so she smiled awkwardly and guiltily: "No, it's okay. The child is just too hot. He will be fine in a while."

As he said that, he was about to leave.

When Naituanzi saw Rong Yongyue, her expression was stunned for a moment, and she cried even more aggrieved.

"Woooooooo..."

[Auntie, hug Fuman, hug Fuman, bad guys beat him, Fuman will be in pain. 】

The fat little hand stretched out towards Rong Yongyue.

Rong Yongyue almost lost control of his expression when listening to the sweet little voice.

Full of happiness?

Ye Fuman?

Ye Zhoushan’s daughter?

Her biological niece?

The little guy knows she is his aunt?

When the woman saw the little guy stretching out his hand, her expression turned ugly.

Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

Naituanzi cried heartbrokenly and desperately reached out to Rong Yongyue.

Rong Yongyue frowned: "Wait."

The woman didn't listen and walked faster.

Rong Yongyue frowned, took a big step, and stopped in front of the woman.

"Give me the baby."

The woman looked fierce: "Why are you a robber? Why are you robbing my child?"

"Get out of the way quickly. We want to go home. If you stop us again, I will report it to the police."

The woman looked fierce but wanted to scare Rong Yongyue away.

Rong Yongyue remained unmoved.

With a sudden movement, he knocked twice on the woman's shoulder and elbow.

The woman's arm went numb and she unconsciously let go of the hand holding Fuman.

Rong Yongyue caught the milk dumpling and patted it in his arms: "Fuman is good, don't cry, my aunt is here, don't be afraid."

The little guy cried so hard that he couldn't hold it back, so he lay on Rong Yongyue's shoulder and kept thrashing.

"Woooooooo..."

[Be bad, beat up bad people, bully Fuman...]

Rong Yongyue pursed her lips and grimaced.

The woman's eyes turned red with anger, and she wanted to rush forward to grab him, but was kicked over by Rong Yongyue.

He hit the corner and fainted.

Only then did Rong Yongyue have time to look at the milk dumplings.

It was white and soft, a small ball, and the little arms and legs were all covered with bruises, which was particularly dazzling.

Sobbing quietly, pitifully.

"Fuman? Do you know aunt?"

The little guy raised his head, looked at Rong Yongyue with tear-filled eyes, and had a snot bubble in his nose.

Rong Yongyue became happy immediately.

(End of this chapter)