C942 Whoever insults my family die (1/2)
”Mom, look, there's a bun over there.”
The little boy shook the woman's hand and pointed at the dirty bun on the ground not far away. He did not dare to rush downstairs to pick it up because the mother and son were not allowed to set foot in the two-story building.
Seeing the steaming steamed bun, the mother and son couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
The stomach rumbled.
The little boy kept swallowing his saliva. His eyes were almost wide open as he stared at the dirty bun on the ground.
After a moment, he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the woman beside him with a helpless expression.
”Mom, I'm hungry.”
The woman gently stroked the boy's head. ”Zheng'er be good, mother will go and pick it up for you. Stand here and don't move, do you understand?”
”Yeah, I know.” The little boy nodded obediently.
The woman looked around and saw that quite a few people were staring at her, but their eyes were filled with hope for the child. She gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage, walking towards the two-story building, then quickly picking up the dirty and bitten buns from the ground.
Suddenly, the woman bumped into a young man.
”I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I'm really hungry, I didn't do it on purpose. I'm begging you, please let my Zheng eat something, I'm begging you …”
The woman quickly kneeled down and kowtowed as she pleaded.
Just then, the little boy who was not far away rushed over, with both hands spread wide, he placed the lady behind him. He raised his head and glared at Zhan Tianming, and bellowed: You are not allowed to bully my mother, you are a scoundrel, a scoundrel …
Looking at the mother and son, Zhan Tianming's heart ached. In his eyes, tears were rolling down uncontrollably.
The Zhan Family, was actually in such a predicament?
Kacha Kacha …
Clenching his fists tightly, cracking sounds could be heard from his joints.
Zhan Tianming never thought that a clan member of the Zhan Family would actually suffer such treatment here.
The depths of his heart was filled with incomparable pain and anger.
Who exactly was the scoundrel controlling the Zhan Family from behind?
How could he resolve the hatred in his heart if he did not chop him into thousands of pieces?
Zhan Tianming was angry!
The little boy who was standing in front of the woman was shocked by Zhan Tianming's appearance. His eyes were filled with fear, but he still stood in front of the woman. The woman immediately held the boy tightly in her arms angrily and begged Zhan Tianming: ”I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. If you want to hit me, just hit me, don't hit me …”
Tears had welled up in the woman's eyes.
Zhan Tianming quickly restrained his anger and helped the lady up.
”Get up, this is for you.”
Zhan Tianming then shoved the steamed bun that he had not eaten before into the woman's hands.
The woman and the little boy looked at Zhan Tianming in disbelief, and then looked at the hot steamed bun in their hands.
”Many... ”Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor …”
The woman thanked him profusely and then placed the bun in front of the boy.
”Zheng'er, quick, eat while it's hot.”
The little boy was already starving. He grabbed a bun and began to wolf it down.
Looking at the little boy, the woman's stomach was growling with hunger.
As he was eating, the little boy couldn't help but stop eating and handed the steamed bun in his hand to the woman. ”Mother, you eat too.”
”Mother isn't hungry, eat while I'm at it.”
”No, mother, you eat too.”
”Zheng …”
The woman immediately felt gratified. She then looked at the child in front of her with remorse. She extended her hand to caress the child's head as tears continued to flow from her eyes.
She hated herself for not being able to give her child a full meal.