Chapter 277 Photographs

Li Wenxi walked back to her rented house carrying the fruits she brought back from the hospital. As soon as she reached the door, she saw the little boy Wang Erhu running over with a bundle of firewood on his back. Seeing Li Wenxi coming back, Wang Erhu smiled shyly, holding the bundle of firewood tightly with both hands, looking a little shy.

"Erhu," Li Wenxi greeted him with a smile and pushed the door open: "Come and eat apples, I brought them specially for you."

Wang Erhu lowered his head somewhat at a loss when he heard this.

Li Wenxi put the fruits on the table and directly grabbed an apple and handed it to him: "Eat it here and then go back."

Wang Erhu hesitated for a moment, but finally whispered: "Thank you." Then he put down the firewood and walked to the faucet to wash his hands. Just as he bent down, an old photo suddenly fell out of his pocket and landed right at Li Wenxi's feet.

Li Wenxi bent down to pick it up, and looking at the content on the photo, she couldn't help but be stunned. The photo showed a young couple holding a young boy. Judging from their appearance, the boy should be Wang Erhu and his father and mother.

Wang Erhu and his father looked very similar, both of them looked honest.

She handed the photo back to Wang Erhu.

Wang Erhu wiped his hands on his clothes, carefully took the photo, gently stroked it with both hands, and took the initiative to say to Li Wenxi: "This is my father, mother and me. I don't remember my mother anymore." He said softly, his eyes became a little dim.

Li Wenxi looked at the way he cherished the photo, and couldn't help feeling sour in his heart. She actually didn't have a very good impression of the woman in the photo. From her facial features, she felt that the woman's eyes were shrewd and mean.

There are still many people in this world who don't have a good relationship with their mothers. She touched Wang Erhu's head, not knowing what to say, and just peeled a banana and handed it to him.

At this moment, a harsh voice came from outside the door: "Wang Erhu, where have you been again? Didn't I ask you to take care of your sister?" Then, a middle-aged woman appeared at the door and walked in angrily.

When she saw Wang Erhu holding the photo, she immediately frowned and scolded him: "You are still thinking about that Li Yanli. What is there to think about? She is a black-hearted woman who abandoned her husband and children. Now we are taking the trouble to support you." Then she snatched the photo from Wang Erhu's hand and tore it into several pieces. The pieces fell on the ground.

Wang Erhu was frightened and burst into tears. He wanted to pick up the photo, but he didn't dare to pick it up when he saw the domineering look of his aunt.

Li Wenxi hurriedly said: "I asked him to come over to eat fruit," and took some fruit and handed it to Wang Erhu's aunt, "You can also take some back for sister Erhu to eat." She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but at this moment she really just wanted Erhu to stop being scolded.

As expected, Wang Erhu's aunt softened her attitude immediately: "I'm so sorry. I just saw that Erhu was still thinking about his black-hearted mother. But that woman ran away less than a year after Erhu was born, and took away the family's money, causing my second brother to go out to work, and I still have to help raise Erhu. It's very difficult for me."

After saying a lot, she took the fruit and took the crying Wang Erhu away. Before leaving, Wang Erhu looked back at the photo on the ground.

After everyone left, Li Wenxi went to the grocery store outside to buy glue, glued the photo back together, and put it on the table. Although she didn't like Wang Erhu's mother, she knew that this was an important spiritual comfort in the heart of little Erhu. If he lost this, I'm afraid he would be lost for many years.