"If I don't have children, will you be nice to me?" Cen Juan suddenly asked with narrowed eyes.
Brother Liu was stunned by the question, and then answered casually: "It's good for you! But now that you have given birth to a son, can you put it back?" He sneered, went into the room and fell asleep without caring. However, the speaker was unintentional but the listener took it seriously. Cen Juan kept these words in mind.
That night, while Brother Liu was asleep, Cen Juan quietly came to Qiao Jiabao's room.
Cen Juan was holding Qiao Jiabao's favorite toy recently. The toy was very expensive, but Cen Juan still bought it for him today.
"Jiabao, wake up." Cen Juan gently pushed Qiao Jiabao, her voice as gentle as usual.
Qiao Jiabao opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Cen Juan with some confusion.
Cen Juan took out the toy from behind and waved it in front of Qiao Jiabao. "Jiabao, look what your mother bought you?"
As soon as he saw the toy, Qiao Jiabao's sleepiness disappeared instantly. He sat up suddenly, took the toy from Cen Juan's hand, and said with shining eyes: "Mom, you bought it for me!"
"Mom knows you like it, so I bought it for you." Cen Juan smiled, but her smile was not as natural as usual.
Qiao Jiabao was still a child, how could he notice such a subtle change? He was only focused on admiring his toys.
The smile on Cen Juan's face gradually faded, and she became serious, staring at Qiao Jiabao with her eyes.
"Jiabao, do you think your mother is good to you?" Cen Juan's eyes were dull but with a hint of viciousness.
Qiao Jiabao had just gotten a new toy, so he agreed without thinking, "Okay!"
Hearing him say this, Cen Juan seemed relieved, as if she had overcome the hurdle in her heart.
She straightened her back confidently, her words tinged with sarcasm, "But you're dragging me down. If you hadn't tied me down, I'd be living a much better life by now, you know?"
Qiao Jiabao finally realized something was wrong. He didn't care about the toy in his hand and looked up at his mother in astonishment.
There was resentment in Cen Juan's eyes. This resentment did not seem like she was looking at her own child, but more like she was looking at an adult.
This kind of resentment made Qiao Jiabao feel a tremor in his heart.
"Mom..." Qiao Jiabao didn't know what to say, he just looked at Cen Juan in horror.
Cen Juan suddenly yelled, "Don't call me mom! It's all your fault for dragging me down. If you still have feelings for me, take your things and get out of here. Don't show up in front of me again!"
When he heard that his mother was going to drive him away, Qiao Jiabao immediately burst into tears, with tears as big as beans rolling down his face.
Seeing him like this, Cen Juan felt a little soft-hearted, but more upset, "Stop crying!"
Qiao Jiabao didn't dare to disobey Cen Juan at this time, and quickly shut up, but his body was shaking uncontrollably and tears were falling uncontrollably. Seeing this, Cen Juan became angry and grabbed Qiao Jiabao's arm tightly.
"I told you not to cry, don't you understand?!" Cen Juan felt like she couldn't control her temper.
Qiao Jiabao felt pain from being pinched, so he cried even louder.
"Mom, don't pinch me!" Qiao Jiabao said almost begging.
"Don't cry!" Cen Juan roared. She stood up suddenly, her eyes wide open, as if her eyeballs were about to pop out.
She looked so ferocious, like a ghost seeking to take someone's life.
Qiao Jiabao was so frightened that he trembled and his little body began to shrink towards the foot of the bed.
From then on, Qiao Jiabao had to live in this dire environment. Cen Juan liked him when she was happy and pinched him when she was unhappy. His emotions always fluctuated between maternal love and hatred.
Qiao Jiabao gradually saw the reality clearly. One night, when Cen Juan and Brother Liu were enjoying their own time together, Qiao Jiabao ran away.
He had with him only a little pocket money and a few clothes, which were the only things he could take in such a hurry.
It was dark and Qiao Jiabao was homeless. He really didn't know where to go.
In the evening, the gate of the orphanage was open and the children were playing on the playground. Zhao Xiaocui and Zhang Ruixue watched with a smile, feeling relieved. It was a happy thing that the children could thrive here.
Jiang Ranran brought her three cute babies and Xiaoyu here at this time. Today is Xiaoyu's birthday. Xiaoyu said she wanted to celebrate her birthday with the children in the orphanage, so Jiang Ranran brought her here.
Tonight is Xiaoyu's birthday party at the orphanage.
Zhao Xiaocui has already arranged the venue, and Zhang Ruixue has also arranged the food. Everything is ready.
The atmosphere was very joyful. At the last moment, when they started to cut the birthday cake, a scream suddenly came from the crowd, "Auntie Xiao Cui, that bad boy is here again!"
A little kid pointed in the direction of the door in fear and shouted loudly.
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the door, and they saw a dirty child standing outside.
His stubborn little face made everyone gasp. Wasn't this the Qiao Jiabao who had caused such a commotion in the orphanage? Oh my god, why was he back?
No one came forward, everyone just stood there, staring coldly.
Jiang Ranran looked left and right, and had no choice but to go forward himself.
"Qiao Jiabao, why are you here? Where is your mother?" Jiang Ranran tried her best to remain gentle.
Before Qiao Jiabao could say anything, Jiang Ranran saw that his small, thin arms were covered with bruises and scars.
"What's going on?" Jiang Ranran pulled up Qiao Jiabao's arm and looked at it carefully. She couldn't help but be shocked. There was not a single piece of healthy skin on this child's body!
Someone must have abused him!
Qiao Jiabao glanced at Jiang Ranran's face, pleading in his words: "Can you let me have a meal? I'm so hungry."
Originally, no one welcomed Qiao Jiabao, but when they saw that he was dirty and covered in wounds, they softened their hearts. Jiang Ranran was afraid that if she made a decision on her own, she would upset everyone, so she looked back with a tentative look.
Everyone agreed and kept silent.
"Bring him in to eat cake, and change his clothes and take a shower. I'll put some ointment on him to make him heal quickly." Zhao Xiaocui spoke first. Although she had a cold face, she was soft-hearted. Jiang Ranran knew this very well.
Jiang Ranran nodded, took Qiao Jiabao's hand, and walked inside.
Jiang Ranran couldn't bear to trouble Zhao Xiaocui, so she changed Qiao Jiabao's clothes herself. This time, Qiao Jiabao cooperated surprisingly well, without any dissatisfaction or temper, and let Jiang Ranran do whatever he wanted.
Seeing him covered in bruises, Jiang Ranran couldn't help but wonder, who did this?
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