Quick Transmigration: Cub, don’t be afraid, Dad is here

Soon, Huang Xiaoyan's eyes were slightly red, and she trotted all the way to the door of Xiaoshan's house.

However, standing behind the door, he was a little timid.

"Miss Xiaoyan, go in, what are you doing blankly?"

"This... Xiaoshan, will he blame me and deny me?" Will he feel ashamed of me?
"Hey, Miss Xiaoyan, don't think about it, there is no child who would not want a mother, and you are doing this for him, why would he think you are ashamed?"

And Xiaoshan felt that a five-year-old child would not know what a dancing girl was.

After hesitating for a while, longing finally defeated timidity.

The small person in the house is diligently sweeping the yard with a broom taller than him.

"Put the dog egg down quickly and let my brother sweep it, why are you still doing work?" Xiao Shan hurriedly stepped forward to take the big broom.

Zhang Qingsong smiled and corrected again: "Brother Shan, you forgot again. I am not called Goudan now. My name is Qingsong, Zhang Qingsong."

"Okay, okay, Qingsong, right? Brother Shan remembers."

Clean clothes, fair and ruddy face, a child with bright eyes.

Everything is much better than she imagined...

Fortunately, that person didn't lose his conscience after all, at least he still had his own son in his heart.

Every time she hears that someone's child is so hungry that she picks up food on the street, her heart twitches, fearing that her dog will do the same.

So no matter how short of money she is, she won't touch the five yuan that someone will give her children to eat.

No matter what, at least she can have enough food and grow up. Every time Xiao Shan sends money back, she has to ask how the child is doing.

She saw the anger and hesitation to speak. Although he didn't say anything in the end, she knew her husband, and the child must have had a bad life.

Besides making money, she doesn't know what to do with herself.

Even if I came here for a trip, it was because it was so close, and I had to go back as soon as possible.

Xiaoshan's house is in the alley behind the ballroom, and she lives in the small building next to the ballroom.

The dancers who sell to the dance hall live there, with three floors and many small rooms.

There are thugs guarding the door all the time in the building, and when everyone goes out, someone usually follows behind.

She also comes over, but everyone knows each other well, and she usually gives a lot of tips, so she is willing to wait outside the house.

Zhang Qingsong also noticed this beautiful woman who was crying while watching him.

Her hair was slightly curled and fixed with beautiful accessories, and her face was delicately made up.

She was dressed in a pink cheongsam, which looked very luxurious, with high heels on her feet, and a white bag in her hand.

Women in the Hutong Street would not have such a fashionable dress, but the neighbor's sister who works in the dance hall is dressed like this now.

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"mother?"

With a sound of mother, Huang Xiaoyan completely broke her defenses, and she didn't care about it anymore. She stepped forward and hugged the child in her arms, crying until she couldn't make a sound.

That kind of sadness was felt by everyone present.

Shan Niang also wiped her tears, the child is the flesh that fell from her mother, how can she not be sad if she is alive but cannot see each other.

Zhang Qingsong couldn't help but have red eyes.

He is also envious when he sees other people scolded by his mother, hurt by his mother, and taken care of by his mother.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if his mother would be cooking at home every day.

Are there clean clothes drying outside the house every day?

In the small and small room, is there a loving mother who is mending his clothes with a gentle smile?

Would dad also be able to go home every day, lighting up the lamps when it got dark, and the family of three chatting about homework in the house.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it, we still have to face reality.

The laughter of other people's families in the house, men, women, and children.

As for him, he could only squat under someone's window, hugging his knees and waiting for his father to come back and open the door for him to go back to sleep.

Sometimes when his father didn't come back, he could only curl up in front of the house and spend the night.

When the weather was cold, Mrs. Qian would soften her heart and take him to sleep in the kitchen against the scolding of her daughters-in-law.

I can't handle the hot weather.

After all, if she wasn't afraid that he would freeze to death, she wouldn't want to upset her daughters-in-law.

The mother and son cried for a long time before they calmed down. Huang Xiaoyan couldn't wait to know about her son's life these years.

"Are you able to eat enough? Are you hungry?"

Zhang Qingsong didn't want to lie, so he answered everything honestly, at most, he just avoided telling things that were too miserable.

"I didn't eat enough at Auntie's before, but recently my father has to cook every day to get enough."

"Your father, did he hit you?"

"I fought before, but now that he's not with those who collect protection money, he won't fight anymore."

"Then he didn't follow, where did he get the money to spend? Last time I paid wages, he didn't come to ask for money."

Zhang Qingsong told her all about selling Yunfei a meal and then offending someone.

Finally, he comforted him: "Mother, you don't have to worry about us, Dad is going to solve this matter these two days, and it will be fine soon."

Huang Xiaoyan frowned, and began to think about which boss in the ballroom could solve this problem.

But she didn't want her son to know about this dirty deal.

He only smiled, and carried him into the kitchen of Xiaoshan's house.

The food was already placed on the dining table. It wasn't very rich, but it was hot, and it looked very appetizing.

"Miss Xiaoyan, you can eat at ease, I have ordered Brother Hai just now."

Brother Hai is the thug who guards outside the house.

"Thank you." Huang Xiaoyan sincerely thanked her.

Without Xiao Shan's help, she would not have been able to know her son's situation and send money to him all these years.

In the ballroom, Xiao Shan is the only person she can trust, and he is the only one who will not be greedy for her own money.

Xiao Shan said indifferently: "Hey, Miss Xiaoyan, you are too polite. Without you, there would be no me and my mother. You are the benefactor of our family. This is nothing."

The four of them ate lively and lively.

Huang Xiaoyan didn't eat much by herself, she just picked up food for Zhang Qingsong and watched him eat.

At first I wanted to feed him, but he refused, so I didn't force it.

.........

After eating, she had to go back to the ballroom, and Brother Hai, who was guarding outside, also came to urge her once.

So she could only reluctantly put down the child in her arms, and said sorry with red eyes.

"I'm sorry, mother can't grow up with you, and I don't know when I can see you next time.

The money was saved by your mother, you hide it secretly, don't let your father know, if you don't have enough to eat, you can go to the street to buy buns to eat, you know? "

Zhang Qingsong didn't want it, "Mom, you need money by yourself. I don't want it. I can eat enough."

"Take it quickly, don't let the mother feel uneasy."

He had no choice but to take the money bag away, but felt even more sad.

"Mother, how can I save you from there?" Zhang Qingsong asked with a choked voice.

"Wait until you grow up, and come to pick up your mother when you grow up."

"it is good."

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[I'm done, everyone has been waiting for a long time, and I will start adding updates tomorrow. 】