Chapter 436: Besides, don’t you owe me enough?

She didn't want to, but the world was too cruel to an orphan like her and her widow. She had no money to treat her child's illness, and no ability to give her a complete family. Even on New Year's Eve, when every family was having the New Year's Eve dinner together, she couldn't even find a single dollar on her body to buy food for her child.

The more Zheng Xiaolian cried, the sadder she became, and the more upset she became, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

Song Wenlin, who was standing by, also heard what the child said.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Zheng Xiaolian really wanted to die holding this child.

At this moment, he was actually very grateful that he suddenly wanted to come over and take a look tonight.

If he hadn't come, would they have been just two cold corpses?

When he thought of this, Song Wenlin felt as if it hurt even to breathe.

Without hesitation, he strode forward and pulled up the two people.

He pulled the crying and dazed Zheng Xiaolian and helped her onto the back seat of the bicycle.

"Sit still and follow me!"

Song Wenlin did not ride. He knew that Zheng Xiaolian was married, so he had been careful with his behavior. But seeing that she and the child were too cold, he simply took off his cotton coat and put it on Zheng Xiaolian.

Zheng Xiaolian didn't want it, but Song Wenlin looked down at the child.

"You're not cold, but the child is! Put on some clothes!"

After saying this, he pushed his bicycle on the empty street against the wind and snow.

The snow had almost stopped by this time.

The ground was covered in white. The dim street lights stretched their shadows out long, and the sound of firecrackers continued to ring in their ears.

But Song Wenlin's mood was different.

My heart feels heavy, just like the bicycle with people on it.

During Chinese New Year, not many restaurants are open, after all, everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year and have reunion dinners.

There was no way Song Wenlin could take them home, so he pushed the cart directly to the nearest hot pot restaurant.

This branch was just opened some time ago. He bought all the things inside personally and he is the main person in charge now, so he remembers that there are still a lot of ingredients left in the kitchen.

Stopping at the door of the hot pot restaurant, he took out his key and opened the door.

Zheng Xiaolian, on the other hand, was holding Xiaoxiao and staring at the sign at the door in a daze.

After he opened the door and turned on all the lights inside, he noticed that the mother and daughter had not come in yet.

"Xiaolian, come in?"

Zheng Xiaolian was a little hesitant because this hot pot restaurant was very popular in Beijing. She had heard about it, but she didn't have the money to come and eat.

Zheng Lijun has eaten there several times with his co-workers. After returning, they kept saying that the food was delicious. It seemed that being able to eat here was a matter of pride for them.

But Zheng Xiaolian never thought about what relationship Song Wenlin would have with this store.

She walked into the store carefully holding Xiaoxiao in her arms, fearing that she would dirty the clean floor.

She looked around and asked in a low voice, "This, this store, is it you who opened it?"

Song Wenlin nodded and shook his head.

"My sister and I opened this restaurant together! Come and sit down! You and the kids wait for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to see what's available!"

After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Zheng Xiaolian held Xiaoxiao in her arms and awkwardly found a spot in the corner to sit down. Surprisingly, all the stools here were soft sofas.

The outside looks like leather, so nice.

For fear of getting him dirty, she only dared to sit on the edge.

When Song Wenlin brought out the duck pot, he found that she seemed particularly nervous.

Xiaoxiao was held in her arms and sat on her lap the whole time, and she didn't even dare to let her move.

Song Wenlin placed the pot on the table and lit some charcoal underneath.

Only then did he take Xiaoxiao over.

"Come on, Xiaoxiao, uncle will give you some candy!"

He was just looking for food in the kitchen and unexpectedly found a bag of milk candy and a bag of fruit candy. These were the leftovers from the year-end benefits he gave to his employees.

He gave the two bags of candy to the children and brought out the washed and cut vegetables.

He cut the dried intestines, soaked some black fungus, and also found some cabbage, radish, winter melon, vermicelli, and dried noodles.

There wasn't much meat left, but it was still enough for the two of them to have a few meals.

The mutton was frozen hard and was cut into slices by him, and the pork ribs were cut into thin strips.

Seeing how many things he had come up with, Zheng Xiaolian really felt embarrassed.

"Wenlin, that's enough. Stop it. Just have the noodles!"

Song Wenlin laughed and said, "The child is young, how can he only eat these nutritious foods?"

As he spoke, he took out five eggs from his pocket like a magic trick.

Watching the soup in the pot boiling up.

Just crack the egg into the mushroom soup pot on the other side.

"This mushroom soup is good for your health. I know you like spicy food. This is a hot pot. Eating something spicy can also drive away the cold!"

At this time, the air was already filled with the aroma of mushrooms and spicy hot pot.

Zheng Xiaolian said she wasn't hungry, but her stomach had already betrayed her.

The "gurgling" sound is particularly abrupt in the quiet hot pot restaurant.

Xiaoxiao giggled and said, "Mom is hungry!"

As she spoke, she rubbed her belly, tilted her head back, and looked at Song Wenlin with a wronged expression.

"Uncle, Xiaoxiao is hungry too. Xiaoxiao hasn't had a full meal for several days!"

Song Wenlin rubbed her head distressedly.

"Xiaoxiao, be good. Eat as much as you want today. Uncle will make sure you are full!"

Xiaoxiao was very happy when she heard this. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked up at Zheng Xiaolian sitting opposite her.

She pursed her lips and said, "But, uncle, my mother has no money..."

Zheng Xiaolian didn't expect her daughter to say such a thing, and her face was filled with anxiety.

He rubbed his hands together nervously.

"Well, Wenlin, I owe you this meal. How much is it? I'll pay you back later!"

Song Wenlin waved his hands: "Why are you being so polite to me? It doesn't matter what you owe me! Just eat!"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at her intently.

"Besides, don't you owe me enough?"

These words made Zheng Xiaolian on the opposite side relax.

She smiled somewhat guiltily, but her eyes looked past Song Wenlin and out the glass window.

"Yes, I owe you too much, so much that I can never pay you back in this lifetime..."

Song Wenlin helped her prepare the ingredients.

Tell her how to eat.

It was Zheng Xiaolian's first time eating this kind of hot pot, and she obviously didn't know how to start.

Song Wenlin simply made himself a bowl and ate with the mother and daughter.

Outside the house, snowflakes began to fall heavily without anyone noticing, but inside the house, there was a warm sun.

The steam rising from the hot pot, carrying the flavor of life, warmed Zheng Xiaolian's face and her heart.

It made her feel that being alive was not such a bad thing.

It was the first time that Xiaoxiao enjoyed the meal so much.

Song Wenlin ate while feeding her. Xiaoxiao looked at her uncle in front of her and felt so happy.

After the meal, Zheng Xiaolian helped him clean up the table.

Watching Song Wenlin lock the door, she hugged Xiaoxiao and smiled at her.

"Thank you for today, Wenlin!"