Time passed quietly. The fat baby finished drinking the milk powder and fell asleep sweetly while sucking his chubby fingers. His little face was flushed. Maybe he was very frightened. As soon as he felt that someone put him down, he immediately opened his eyes in fear and looked at Rong Qing without blinking, his little hands tightly clutching her clothes.
What else could Rong Qing do? She could only clumsily pat his back and coax him softly:
"Little fat baby, go to sleep, go to sleep. I won't put you down. Don't worry, kid, the bad guys have been caught by your heroic father and can't hurt you anymore..."
The fat baby fell asleep peacefully.
Suddenly, a petite figure, wrapped in snow and wind, rushed in from the outside, hurriedly grabbed a policeman, and asked anxiously, "Where's Xiaobao? Where's your captain's son?"
The young policeman pulled his arm back and pointed to the room where Rong Qing was. "He's being held by the young woman who rescued him. He seems to be asleep."
The woman staggered, her shoulders drooping, as if she had finally let go of something. She let out a long sigh, lightened her steps, and walked towards the supply room nervously and apprehensively.
The door was half-open. She stood at the doorway and looked inside through the crack. She saw her son in the arms of a stunning girl. Tears fell down her face. She did not rush in immediately. Instead, she tidied her hair a little, shook off the snowflakes on her body, jumped on the spot for a while to make sure she was warm. She rubbed her hands for a long time before gently pushing open the door and walking in quietly.
Rong Qing could tell from her movements and expressions that she was the child's mother. When she reached out her hand, he gently placed the child in her arms.
Perhaps because he could feel the scent of his mother, the fat baby curled up in her arms, rubbing his chubby little face against hers. The young woman cried silently, staring at the cute little face of her lost and found baby son without blinking.
Rong Qing didn't know how to comfort people, so she just said softly and dryly, "It's a happy thing to have the child back. He was a little scared. Don't cry. It's not good to wake him up. It's also a good thing to have an extra layer of precaution in the future. Since you're here, I'll go back."
"Thank you, thank you. I will be Chi Xin. What's your name, comrade?"
"Rong Qing, it's just a matter of convenience. There's no need to be so polite."
"No, no, you are the benefactor of our family. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know how to live. I was 30 years old when I had this son, but after a difficult labor and heavy bleeding, I could no longer have children. It was you who saved our family!
I'm sorry for embarrassing you just now. I was too anxious and lost my composure. It's been a mess today. Could you please leave me your address? We can come to your house to express our gratitude someday."
Rong Qing quickly waved his hands: "No, no, it's too grand, there's no need for that. This is entirely the child's father's blessing for protecting the people. It's really just a small effort for me." It was indeed the truth.
Chi Xin's attitude was very firm. Rong Qing had no choice but to leave her address and comfort herself that more friends mean more paths. It was all well-intentioned anyway. If it was malicious, she would never tell the other party.
When Rong Qing left, the police station was extremely busy. She greeted the young female police officer and confirmed that there was nothing she needed to cooperate with. She politely declined her request to send a police car to take her home.
Are you kidding? She doesn't want to ride in a police car, and she doesn't want to take up national public resources.
In fact, she wanted to experience the feeling of walking alone under the snowy night sky. Her hands were slightly cold, and looking at the snowflakes in the sky was quite romantic. Moreover, she had kept herself warm, so she really wouldn't feel cold.
She left a trail of footprints behind her as she walked. She didn't plan to walk back like that as it was quite a distance away, so she planned to walk two stops and then take the bus.
As they passed by a house, the door suddenly opened and a woman dressed in rags, with a bruised face and scars all over her body, and a pregnant belly, was thrown out.
It landed right at Rong Qing's feet. If she hadn't stopped, she would have stepped on him.
What kind of new way of hitting porcelain is this?
Rong Qing was really not a person with overflowing sympathy. She had seen many more tragic things than this. As she was about to leave, two voices, one male and one female, were heard in the yard.
"Husband, is it really okay? If you throw her out like this, she'll freeze to death in the snow. If her family comes looking for her, will they take back her dowry and this yard?"
"What are you afraid of? She relied on her good family background to force me to marry her. She's been clinging to me like a bitch all day long. I told her to kneel but she wouldn't even crawl. When will it be her turn to call the shots in this family? Her dowry and even this yard are all compensation to me. Otherwise, why would I let her stay by my side and serve me all these years?"
Then a sarcastic old lady's voice came:
"Jiaojiao, why bother with her, you stinky bitch? Come inside quickly. You're carrying the roots of our Shangguan family in your belly. Let her be. It's just a little snow. She won't freeze to death in a short time. There will always be someone passing by who will pick her up and take her home. Then tomorrow we can let this unfaithful bitch go away."
"Hehe, Mom, you're amazing. This way, Jiaojiao and I can be together forever. Then she'll give you a big fat grandson, and we'll be a happy family of four."
Suddenly, a sad voice came from my feet:
"Haha, I'm wrong, I'm totally wrong, how ridiculous! He was a poor kid from the countryside back then, and he treated me with all his heart, all for the sake of getting my dad to find him a job in the factory, so he wouldn't let me go to work, and he kept an eye on me and wouldn't let me go back to my parents' home.
Every day, the mother and daughter beat and scolded me, and I didn't even have a full meal. What did I do to anger the heavens and the people that I would rather have a fickle woman who was pregnant with someone else's bastard throw me out of my own yard in the middle of the night in the freezing snow..."
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