Chapter 2

The moment her chubby hand touched the child, the child's thin and thin shoulders trembled violently, and fear and fear floated in those big barky eyes.

"Mother...you...you won't hit me too, will you?"

The voice of the milk trembled, and Qin Yamu gave a pause.

"Did Zhang Yuan beat you?"

Because of anger, Qin Ya subconsciously raised her voice a lot.

It's just that her raising her height frightened the child, and hurriedly tried to break free from her arms.

According to Qin Ya's estimation, the height of the original owner is about 1.7 meters. She has already picked up the child. If the child is allowed to break free, it will not be a joke to fall.

But the child, Xu Zhen, was terrified, struggling desperately pushing his hands and kicking his legs.

While struggling, Qin Ya noticed faint welt marks on the child's hands and neck, and while holding the child down, she rolled up one of the child's sleeves.

When he saw the shocking welts on that white lotus-like arm.

Qin Ya's eyes almost burst into flames!
The child is only four years old, yet the other party is so cruel!

Before, when she got the memory, although she knew that the original owner adopted the child for money, she didn't think about getting the child back. After all, she was poor and broke, and it was much better for the child to be at Zhang Yuanwai's house than to follow her.

But now, seeing this scene.

Immediately, the thought of keeping the child by her side arose in her heart.

"Xin'er, don't be afraid, Mother didn't attack you just now, it was those who beat you."

The child struggled too hard, Qin Ya had no choice but to put him down.

"Mother, you...are you angry that someone typed the letter just now?"

The little guy raised his head and looked at Qin Ya with big eyes full of tears. There were doubts in his eyes, but more joy.

"Of course! You are mother's child. If someone beats you, mother will not only get angry, but also fight back for Xin'er!"

"Oh!"

The little guy looked thoughtful.

"But before, I was bullied by my brother, mother, you have never been angry..."

"The past was the past, and now is the present. Mother... I have figured out some things. From now on, whoever dares to bully our Xin'er, mother will fight with him, okay?"

The innocent appearance of the little guy really made Qin Ya feel distressed.

She tried her best to make her smile gentle and her voice as soft as possible.

"Really?"

"Really!"

After the words fell, the little guy showed a row of neat little teeth.

Seeing the tear-stained little guy smiling, Qin Ya felt mixed emotions in her heart.

This also made her think of the child in her previous life who went to Huangquan with her before she could be born in the future.

Got it!
Well, maybe God gave her a chance to make up for it. When she was pregnant, she named the child. Coincidentally, the little guy in front of her had the same name as her child, both named Xin'er!
Gently, she picked up the child again.

This time, not only did the child not resist, but even took the initiative to wrap Qin Ya's fat neck with his little white hands.

Qin Ya was about to take the child back to the house, but saw a group of people in the distance running towards this side in a hurry.

As she approached, her willow eyebrows couldn't help but press down.

There were more than a dozen people in this group, all of them were middle-aged men, and they all held sticks in their hands.

After they crowded the small courtyard to the brim, they didn't make a sound, but stood in two rows, separated by a road, and then looked at the direction they came from before, as if they were waiting for someone.

After about a cup of tea, a half-centenarian man in a black brocade suit with long braids similar to those in the Qing Dynasty also walked into the yard panting heavily.

Zhang Yuanwai!
Seeing the person coming, Qin Ya's eyebrows were even more depressed.

(End of this chapter)

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