On this day, Jiang Xueying was weeding in the yard when she saw the child from afar. He wasn't dirty, but his clothes were old and white, and it was obvious that they had been washed many times, with patches all over. He was holding a linen bag that was bigger than his body in his hand, and was picking up something on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xueying hurriedly put down the work in her hands and secretly followed.
The child dragged the bag along the way, stopping and starting, picking up something from the roadside and putting it in his pocket from time to time.
Jiang Xueying took a closer look and found that they were some rotten sweet potatoes that the villagers didn't want.
The child did not disdain it. He picked it up, looked at it, and put it away after making sure it was still edible. His thin little face was full of satisfaction. His movements were quick and you could tell it was not the first time he had done this.
The child is so young, yet he has to suffer like this. Ye Xiaoyu, who came with Jiang Xueying, was also silent.
Soon, Jiang Xueying followed the child to where they lived. She couldn't see clearly from a distance, but when she got closer, she found that the so-called shed was just a few bamboos tied together. It was so loose that it seemed like it would collapse at any time. How could people live in this place?
Because there was not enough straw, the roof of their shed was so sparse that light could let through. Wouldn't it be blown apart if a strong wind came?
The child's mother was also very thin, just skin and bones. She was sitting in front of the shed, cutting something. When she saw the child come back, a mother's kindness appeared on her face.
The mother touched the child's head, and the child smiled and opened his pocket to show his mother. It seemed that he was thankful that he had picked up a lot today so that the mother and son would not go hungry.
Jiang Xueying was hiding and watching from afar. It was obviously a warm scene, but it looked very sad under the leaky shed and patched clothes. Perhaps this is the real life.
The mother took out the rotten sweet potato she had just picked up from the child's pocket. It seemed that she was going to eat it as lunch, which made Jiang Xueying couldn't help but sigh.
"Mom, I think we can let them live in our house."
The sudden words hit Jiang Xueying's heart. She then turned and looked at Ye Xiaoyu who had been following her without saying a word.
With Jiang Xueying's keen sense, she had already discovered that Ye Xiaoyu was following her. The reason she didn't expose it was that she had something for Ye Xiaoyu to do.
Seeing Jiang Xueying looking at her, Ye Xiaoyu pursed her lips and lowered her head guiltily. She knew that she shouldn't follow Jiang Xueying, but she was just curious and had no other ideas.
"Mom, they are so pitiful. They have no place to live, no food to eat, and no clothes to wear..."
From them, Ye Xiaoyu seemed to see himself and Ye Xiaojin in the past. At that time, they were more pitiful than this mother and son. Not only did they not have the care of their loving mother, but they also had to suffer the abuse of their vicious stepmother. They were so pitiful that they could only pick up leftovers to eat.
Jiang Xueying sighed, looked at the mother and son who depended on each other, and then said.
"good."
While they were talking, the mother had already processed the sweet potatoes. Since they were rotten to begin with, there was not much left after peeling them. A big bag was replaced by a small bowl.
Looking at the smiles on their faces, Jiang Xueying felt inexplicably distressed, and then said to Ye Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, can you help me bring some food to them?"
Ye Xiaoyu had the same idea and agreed immediately.
Afterwards, Jiang Xueying took out some potatoes, pumpkins, and some other fruits from the space, all of which could be stored for a longer time to ensure that they would not go bad before being eaten.
Then, the two of them came to the mother and son with the things.
When the child saw that Jiang Xueying was still the same as last time, he hid behind his mother in fear and quietly poked his head out to look at them.
Instead, the mother was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Xueying and the other person with some confusion in her eyes.
In order to dispel the child's mother's vigilance, Jiang Xueying smiled and told her what happened last time.
After hearing this, the child's mother smiled at Jiang Xueying, and then took the food after being persuaded by the two.
"Thank you very much, we have been here for a long time..."
At this point, the child's mother looked at the child beside her who also had a look of surprise on his face with a guilty look on her face, her voice choked with sobs.
Jiang Xueying sighed, said a few words of comfort, and told her not to think too much.
The child's mother nodded and smiled at the two of them, her eyes filled with tears.
Looking at this dilapidated shed, Jiang Xueying took the opportunity to speak.
"I just saw a kid picking up sweet potatoes on the roadside not far away. These are all rotten and eating them is not good for your health."
Mother sighed and looked at the small bowl of sweet potatoes.
"Alas, there is nothing we can do. You can see that we have no choice."
Jiang Xueying pursed her lips and frowned.
"Have you ever thought about planting some land? At least we'll have something to eat and life won't be so hard."
When talking about the fields, my mother's face looked even more bitter, as if she was thinking of something bad.
"It would be great if that were the case. All the land has been taken away by them. Where would we get land? If we had land, I wouldn't have to let my children pick up the sweet potatoes that others don't want."
"Maybe... you can let the children go to other people's fields to get some good things. Take some secretly when no one is around, and no one will find out."
Jiang Xueying tentatively raised the bottom line question, wanting to see what the mother thought. After all, sometimes people can do anything when they reach their limits.
But the mother smiled and shook her head, touching the child's head, her eyes full of love.
"No, those are the fruits of others' hard work. We won't take them. Even if we starve to death, we would rather die than do such an immoral thing."
Jiang Xueying could tell that she was not lying. Through this series of questions, Jiang Xueying understood that this mother had a simple character and was very kind, which was quite good.
Perhaps it was precisely because of her personality that she was bullied and driven out of the house. Since ancient times, good people are often bullied, and they are always the only ones who suffer.
"I see that you guys are not having a good time either. How about this, I just happen to need someone to help me farm. If you don't mind, can you help me?"
When the mother heard Jiang Xueying's words, she was stunned and stood there with lifeless eyes.
Jiang Xueying thought she hadn't made herself clear, and then she spoke.
"If you are willing to come, at least you don't have to worry about food and accommodation. It just depends on whether you can endure the hardship."
The mother finally reacted, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she answered with a smile.
"Thank you very much. I am willing to do so, as long as you don't mind my rough hands and feet."
Jiang Xueying smiled and shook her head, then accompanied the mother and son to pack up their things, said goodbye to the shabby shed, and followed her home.
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