The two of them entered the main room one after the other. After he put the noodles on the table obediently, he stood aside consciously, lowered his head slightly, waiting for Bei Yutang's decision.
Bei Yutang looked at him and felt a little pity in her heart.
"Zimo, look up." Bei Yutang's voice was still cold.
The boy Mo raised his head timidly, his big, bright black eyes staring at her without blinking, his eyes full of fear.
"Mother asks you, do you know what you did wrong today?" Bei Yutang asked.
Hearing Bei Yutang's question, Xiao Zimo's body trembled slightly. He was about to kneel down when he heard Bei Yutang's cold voice, "Stand still."
Xiao Zimo immediately stood still and didn't dare to move.
"say."
The boy's dark pupils were filled with moisture, "Mother, I was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"I, I shouldn't have caused trouble for my mother." Xiao Zimo said with a slightly choked voice.
After hearing this, Bei Yutang couldn't help but sigh.
"Look into my eyes."
The boy Mo Yi said, looking into her eyes.
Bei Yutang said seriously, "Mother is angry, not because you caused trouble. But because you were beaten."
Xiao Zimo's misty eyes were full of surprise, and he didn't seem to expect that she was angry because of this.
It’s obvious that my mother never cared about this before.
Bei Yutang was not surprised at all when she saw his surprised expression.
The children in the village often bullied him. He was small and thin, and was often beaten until his body was covered with bruises.
The original owner never cared, and sometimes even despised him for being useless and beat him up. The little guy was wronged, so naturally he didn't dare let Mu Zhitao know, for fear of being beaten again.
"If someone hits you again, just run away if you can't beat them. Don't just stand there and get bullied. If someone really bullies you, you're a man, you can fight back. Just don't kill or maim them, and your mother will take care of you."
Little Zimo is too cowardly, a character shaped by the long-term abuse he suffered from his previous owner. If we don't straighten him out now, it will be too late when he grows up.
When Bei Yutang thought about his previous life and looked at the skinny little Zimo in front of him, he felt really distressed and pity.
"Remember what mother just said."
Xiao Zimo nodded.
"Okay, it's time to eat the noodles. If you don't eat them now, they will become mushy." Bei Yutang said gently.
Seeing his mother become gentle again, the corners of Zimo's lips curled up slightly. After sitting at the table, he ate the noodles in the bowl and found them fragrant and delicious. From time to time, he looked at Bei Yutang with a slightly raised eyebrow.
He really likes this kind of mother.
The next day, Bei Yutang woke up early and smiled as she looked at the sleeping little Zimo beside her. She tiptoed out of bed and walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
When little Zimo got up, he found that his mother had already prepared breakfast.
"Mother." A soft and sweet voice floated into Bei Yutang's ears, and her heart softened unconsciously.
"Come and have breakfast."
Bei Yutang looked at the little boy Zimo who was drinking porridge. He should be sent to school at this age.
After breakfast, Bei Yutang took Xiao Zimo to town.
"Mom, let's take a break." Little Zimo looked at Bei Yutang, who was sweating profusely, and suggested in a low voice.
Bei Yutang nodded.
This body is really too weak. It can't bear it after just a short walk. This physical strength is not as good as Xiao Zimo.
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