Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Those moist and dark eyes trembled slightly,

Staring at her like a little sheep in a daze.

Yun Si smiled and rubbed his head again.

He is one year older than her, but looks younger than her,

Not only is he a head shorter, his head is also small, like a little dumb bird.

Song Jing probably didn't like others touching his head, so he resisted a little.

But because he ate other people’s cakes, he seemed to feel that this was not good.

So I could only lower my head silently and let her touch me quietly.

The small cake was finished quickly, and Yun Si also stuffed him with several candies.

The young boy lowered his head and answered.

"Thanks."

His speech was slow, warm and soft, like cotton candy.

Yun Si didn't touch his head anymore, but held his hand.

With a smile, he said, "I live across from your house. Can I come and play with you in the future?"

The little boy pursed his lips slightly, stared at her hands, and said nothing.

The little girl's hands were white and clean, with no scars on them.

By comparison, his was downright awful.

His head dropped lower,

The introverted little sheep is always sensitive.

He didn't speak or answer.

Yun Si probably realized something, she was silent for a moment and looked out the door.

Also find a chance to get rid of that annoying woman.

She thought with a deadpan expression.

After returning to her home, Yun Si went directly to her room.

Zhou Simin moved alone, and it was too late to take care of everything.

Afraid that her daughter would be hungry, she planned to cook first and then clean up her new home.

Yun Si dug out some small clothes and pants in her suitcase.

The little girl with small arms and legs stuffed her clothes into a small backpack, planning to give them to him later.

“Si Si, it’s time to eat——”

Zhou Simin's voice came from outside the living room.

She wiped her hands and set out the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing her daughter coming out of the room, she said,

"Si Si, go wash your hands quickly."

Yun Si responded and did as he was told.

After washing her hands, she sat on the chair and picked up the chopsticks with her little hands.

"Mom eats it too."

Her round black and white eyes looked at Zhou Simin, and she made a milky sound.

Zhou Simin was busy cleaning the table without raising her head, "You eat, mom is not hungry."

She also had to rush to clean up the house and rush to work in the afternoon.

The director only granted her half a day's leave today, so she didn't have time to eat.

Yun Si sighed, lowered her head, and ate quietly.

From time to time, I would see Zhou Simin tidying up in the living room. She tilted her head slightly and suddenly said,

"Mom, just now, I made a new friend."

"Oh?" Zhou Simin looked at her while sweeping the floor.

Yun Si shook her calf and continued, "His name is Song Jing and he lives across the street."

"When I was playing with him just now, I found that his mother was very cruel and even beat him."

Zhou Simin listened without paying much attention.

"Is he disobedient?" she asked casually.

"No." Yun Si picked up the rice in the bowl and said softly,

"Brother Song Jing is so good. He even helps his mother wash the dishes."

"It's just that he accidentally dropped the bowl, and his mother kicked him hard."

"I saw that brother Song Jing's belly turned blue."

She spoke ignorantly, with a bit of fear,

"His mother was so cruel, she pinched him and made him pick up the pieces."

"." Zhou Simin looked over and seemed to frown, "Is it so serious?"

Could this be abuse?