Zhao Xiaoling felt that she guessed right, otherwise her mother would definitely not have hugged her to sleep last night.
Zhao Xiaoling couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
"Mom, please don't sell me. I don't want to eat the big meat buns, and I don't want to wear this clothes." Zhao Xiaoling said while crying.
Qian Chunhua: “…”
I looked at my daughter in confusion, not knowing why she said that and cried so sadly.
Zhao Qingfeng understood what his sister said and burst into tears.
"Mom, mom, don't sell me. I won't eat the big meat buns anymore. I'll be obedient and go cut grass for the pigs right away."
Zhao Qingsong was stunned. Because he was a poor family? So he had to sell his sister?
Zhao Qingsong: "Mom, I can not eat buns, I can not eat rice, but please don't sell my sister."
Qian Chunhua was both angry and amused. What did she do to make them think that she was going to sell the child?
"Shut up, everyone. Come one by one. Xiaoling, you tell me first. When did I say I would sell you?" Qian Chunhua asked with a serious expression.
Zhao Xiaoling sobbed, "You gave me all the things you usually don't want to eat or wear, and you slept with me in your arms last night, just to sell me off. Mom, are you reluctant to part with me too?"
Zhao Qingsong and Zhao Qingfeng nodded repeatedly. Only then did they realize why their mother was acting so abnormally. It seemed that she was intending to sell their sister.
Qian Chunhua now understood that she had been too good to them, which made them feel unreal. They enjoyed this kindness, but were also worried that it was conditional.
Qian Chunhua sighed. Children who grew up in such a family have no sense of security at all.
No, I will give them this sense of security later.
After Qian Chunhua figured it out, she smiled and said, "Xiao Ling, I didn't plan to sell you. I gave you good food and warm clothes because I know that I did something wrong in the past and was not good to you. I want to change."
Zhao Xiaoling and Zhao Qingfeng widened their eyes. Is that right?
Zhao Qingsong was even more shocked. Wasn’t his mother good enough before?
Qian Chunhua took out the shoes she bought for the two children from her bag yesterday and said, "Look, these are the shoes your mother bought for you. Your mother really wants to be good to you."
Zhao Xiaoling: "But, but we have severed our relationship with my grandfather and uncle. We have no money, and we will starve to death sooner or later."
Qian Chunhua's heart sank when he heard this. It must be that bitch Li Cuihong who was talking nonsense to the child.
"How could that be? Mother has both hands and feet, so I can definitely support you. Not only can I support you, but I can also send Qingsong and Qingfeng to school."
Qian Chunhua said to Zhao Xiaoling sincerely.
Zhao Xiaoling opened her mouth, but her aunt said that her mother only knew how to cook, not do farm work, let alone go out to work, and sooner or later she would run out of money.
Zhao Xiaoling thought about it in her mind and said it out loud accidentally.
Qian Chunhua patiently explained, "Mom used to cook at home because Dad and Mom had a division. Dad was responsible for making money outside, and Mom was responsible for cooking at home and taking care of you."
Zhao Xiaoling thought about it and it seemed to be true.
Zhao Xiaoling: "Mom, can you also make money?"
Qian Chunhua waved her hand and said, "Of course I will. Don't worry, I will not only make money, but also a lot of money.
In the past, we had to give all the money we earned to our grandfather. From now on, we don’t have to give any money we earn to our grandfather. Mother will use the money to send you to school and give you good food and clothes.”
Zhao Xiaoling burst into laughter, "Really?"
The three little ones looked forward to the life their mother described. It would be great if they could eat white flour buns every day. They did not expect to eat meat buns every day.
The morning incident just passed like that.
This incident also reminded Qian Chunhua that the eldest brother's family not only physically attacked Zhao Qingsong, but also mentally PUA their own children.
In the future, I must take good care of my child and never give Zhao Yongqiang's family any chance to contact my child.
If only I could move away from them.
Qian Chunhua sighed and said, "Take it slow, things will definitely get better."
After putting on clothes, Qian Chunhua locked the doors of the two rooms, then took Zhao Xiaoling by the hand, and Zhao Qingsong took Zhao Qingfeng by the hand, and the four of them, mother and son, headed towards the Qian's house.
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