Later, from the fragmented words the little boy uttered under the police's coaxing, Ye Wanying managed to piece together a vague story: the little boy's father was not dead, but alive and well in the world.
His father divorced his mother some time ago and immediately remarried. The mother and son left with nothing. The money his mother had to sell her only watch to pay for the trip from Kyoto to City B.
Who knew that after arriving in City B, before he could even do anything, his mother fell ill as soon as she got off the train. She was sick for several days and couldn't even get out of bed. They didn't have any extra money to go to the hospital, so they could only go to the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who set up stalls in the boxes to get some medicine. Although Chinese medicine was much cheaper than Western medicine, the mother and son didn't have much money to begin with. The little money they made selling watches had to cover their food, drink, and sleep, and they were already struggling to make ends meet.
For a moment, the police officer who was questioning him almost couldn't hold back his tears: "Scumbag!" He uttered two inappropriate words.
Isn't he a typical scumbag? No one can stop you from marrying a second wife, but why would you want to kill your ex-wife and your own son after the divorce?
"Alright, alright, little one, we'll take you home in a bit."
The little boy nodded in response but didn't say anything. Ye Wanying glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was secretly wiping away tears.
Forehead....
Ye Wanying felt the most sorry for the little boy, so she squatted down in front of him and said, "Guan Jiu? Little Jiu, right? Can you tell me what illness your mother has? Um... Auntie can treat illnesses, really."
The little boy's eyes lit up instantly, but then quickly dimmed again: "But...we don't have any money..." As a middle school student, he naturally knew that seeing a doctor and getting medicine cost a lot of money.
Looking at the little boy in front of her, Ye Wanying reached out and patted the top of his head: "It's okay. Tell your sister what illness your mother has, and then your sister can lend you and your mother money. You can pay it back after your mother gets better."
Upon hearing this, the little boy exclaimed excitedly, "Really?"
These past few days haven't been long, but for the little boy, it seems he's already experienced so much and has come to understand the coldness and warmth of human relationships.
Otherwise, why has no one ever come looking for the mother and son after they left that home? How could this have happened before?
"Yes, of course it's true. Who would dare lie to a police officer?"
Sure enough, after hearing this, the little boy put aside his last bit of hesitation: "Thank you, sister. I will definitely repay you in the future."
His eyes were filled with determination.
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Naturally, the police couldn't really let Ye Wanying and the little boy leave in the end. They arranged for an elderly security guard to follow the two of them until they arrived at the small hotel where the mother and son were staying. Only after seeing the boy's mother did the security guard leave.
"Hello."
Guan Jiu rushed to the bedside and held the weak woman's hand: "Mom, this lady is very kind. She will take care of you and even lend you money to get your medicine!"
Ye Wanying approached the bedside. The woman on the bed looked very weak; you could hardly see her breathing unless you looked closely. After hearing Guan Jiu's words, the woman smiled slightly: "Xiao Jiu, you are very brave."
This was also the first time Ye Wanying had seen Guan Jiuxiao. This young man really had a handsome smile.
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