After Li Mengyue died, the woman picked up her son and left crying.
"Woo...son, son, wake up."
"If you die, how will I live?"
"Oh my God, how could you be so cruel to my mother and me!"
The refugees who were quietly moving towards the mother and child stopped silently when they heard the woman's crying.
I don’t know if the woman noticed the refugees’ movements, but she carried her child to a place with fewer people.
Many refugees present assumed that the woman's son had passed away and that she went to a farther place just to spend more time with her son and help him heal in the last few days of his life.
The woman waited until she was in a deserted place, and her crying gradually subsided.
After putting the child down, two white steamed buns came into view.
The woman quickly covered herself with clothes and looked around carefully.
Seeing that no one was looking this way, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, I saw the fairy sister."
The woman looked at her skinny son and tears started to flow down her face again.
"Son, I know. Stop talking and eat this bun."
The woman put two steamed buns into the package, carefully broke off a small piece of the bun, put it to her son's mouth, and signaled her son to eat quickly.
The boy was really hungry, so he took a bite immediately after hearing what he said.
But I only took one bite and didn't want to eat any more.
"What's wrong, son? You feel uncomfortable somewhere."
"Mom, I'm fine, you eat."
The boy swallowed hard, resisted the urge to finish the steamed bun, and raised his hand with difficulty to feed it to the woman.
The woman couldn't bear to eat it. Even before she fled the famine, she had never seen such white and fragrant steamed buns.
In the past, I would save the good things for my son to eat.
What's more, she was fleeing from famine, so she couldn't eat any more. She had to leave both steamed buns for her son.
"Mom, if you don't eat, I won't eat either."
Obviously the little boy is very sensible and knows how to feel sorry for his mother.
"Mom, if you don't eat and can't hold on, will you leave your son alone?"
"Son, don't talk nonsense. How can I bear to leave you? I'll eat, I'll eat."
The woman ate the steamed bun in the boy's hand, then broke off a little and gave it to her son to eat.
The boy knew that he was very weak now. If he wanted to avoid having his mother carry him all the time, he had to eat more and get better.
After the mother and son finished eating the steamed buns and were about to get up, something suddenly fell out of the boy's arms and hit the stone on the ground, making a noise.
"Mom, this... this was given to me by the fairy sister."
The woman quickly bent down, picked up the silver on the ground, put it in her arms, then hugged her son and nodded vigorously. Both mother and son were full of gratitude to Li Mengyue.
"Uh-huh."
Li Mengyue, who was on her way to the county government office, stopped because she heard the sound of her gratitude value increasing.
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