He came from the system to save childhood

Grandma took the little one back to her room. The room where the little one lived when he was a child is still clean and tidy. After the little one left, grandma took care of it every day.

It seems that as long as it is clean enough, Guaiguai will still be here, and grandma can only rely on these to end her longing.

Sitting on the bed, grandma stroked the little boy's cheek. The centipede-like scar instantly made grandma's eyes red.

"My dear, you have suffered...it's all because of grandma's uselessness!"

Her beastly son was really cruel, but she was old and could not do anything. The consequence of her being powerless was that she could only watch the beast snatch her grandson away.

After taking the child back and abusing him like that, she thought the two would be willing to take the child back and treat him well. After all, the child was their own, and maybe that beast would change a little.

It looks like it's rotten to the core...

The little boy stretched out his bony fingers to wipe away his grandmother's tears.

"It's okay grandma, I don't feel any pain."

The little cub's well-behaved and sensible appearance only makes people feel more sad, but the little cub doesn't want to cry, and his grandmother doesn't want to make him worry.

"Okay, dear, don't cry, grandma. Who sent you here, dear?"

Grandma changed the subject, and the little boy then remembered that someone seemed to be missing.

"Yes, a strange person sent me here..."

The little boy lowered his head sadly, and then said pleadingly: "Someone is knocking on the door. Daddy made a bet that they are going to cut off my fingers. Can I live with grandma?"

Although the little guy's words were in a mixed up order, grandma still understood the situation and felt even sadder.

Such a good child was ruined like this by those two beasts. Grandma knew what kind of people they were. Before she broke off her relationship with those beasts, they had come after her.

They are a bunch of people who will do anything for money. Only at this time will the beast kneel down and beg her in every way, using all kinds of tricks just to get that little money to gamble.

In the end, his gambling caused unrest in his family, and now he still doesn't repent, but she is powerless to change anything.

The retirement money she had worked hard to save for most of her life was taken away by that beast to gamble. She only regretted that she didn't cut off one of his legs the first time he went to gamble.

But how could she, as a mother, really break her son's legs? So her kindness and softness ended up hurting the well-behaved child in front of her.

His back became more hunched, and she could only stroke the little cub's back gently. No one knew what she was thinking with her cloudy eyes. It was completely dark outside. The windows of the houses in the village were very large. The shadows of the trees were swaying outside, and the occasional barking of dogs and chirping of insects were like a symphony of lullaby.

Grandma's embrace is so warm, and the gentle pats make the little baby fall asleep quickly.

Grandma, this is the pure land in the little boy’s heart. Now that he has come to this pure land, it seems that all the thrills of the day have been forgotten, but this is only temporary.

Life is short, but no matter how short the time of suffering is, it feels long when you experience it. It's like a piece of dry and choked bread. No matter how fast you eat it, the process is still hard to swallow.

But adding sweet cheese to the dry bread can temporarily relieve the pain.

What wakes the little one up early in the morning is no longer the sound of his father yelling and scolding, but the delicious breakfast. His grandmother bought big meat buns and cooked millet porridge.

It’s a simple breakfast, but it’s delicious for the little one who has been eating only the leftovers from his parents over the years.

"Are you up now? Clean up and come eat!"

Grandma was smiling kindly while leaning on a cane. When she brought the millet porridge, one could clearly see the dense age spots on her hands. She was completely different from the grandma in the previous life who took good care of herself to maintain a young mentality and pursue fashion.

This is an ordinary but warm grandma.

The little cub nodded heavily.

"Coming!"

After dinner, grandma handed me a bottle of milk and took out some pastries given by the neighbors from the cupboard, but the milk was expired and there were some mold spots on the back of the pastries.

The grandma didn’t know all these, she just wanted to leave the food for her grandson when he came back one day. Clumsy love was all the grandma had.

She didn't want to feed her grandson spoiled food, but she was old and couldn't see the fine words on the milk carton. The pastries hidden deep inside were the love she missed.

The little guy did not spoil the fun. Sometimes he couldn't even get a bite of food at home, and he would often stuff expired food into his stomach when he was extremely hungry.

Humans are truly amazing animals, with a strong ability to adapt to the environment. The stomach seems to know that its owner can only survive on these rotten foods, so it tries its best every day to make its owner less painful.

That’s why there are so many homeless people on the streets who make a living by picking up garbage.

The little cub peacefully consumed his grandma's love. The expired milk still tasted like milk, and the moldy cakes still had a sweet taste.

There is nothing to do in the village, and the little kid has gotten used to being alone. Compared to that empty and moldy house, grandma's place is better. When you go out, you can see distant mountains and cats climbing around freely.

The little boy would sit on the small stool prepared by his grandmother, listening to her chattering about interesting things in the village. His grandmother would hold a small fan to help the little boy drive away mosquitoes and heat.

The little cub who was ignored for violence felt loved again.

This went on for three days. The little boy could drink warm porridge every morning. Even though there was no fan or air conditioner in grandma's house during the hot summer, the fan in grandma's hand was the only source of coolness.

The little cub doesn't need to please grandma, because every time grandma will tell the little cub softly: "It's okay, you don't have to help me obediently as long as grandma is here."

Almost like a dream.

The old man has limited energy, but even when he takes a nap, he will call a docile kitten to accompany the baby. At night, he will take a storybook with yellowed pages and tell the baby old but never boring stories.

These wonderful memories remained on the afternoon of the fourth day.

The little boy was awakened by the shock. He seemed to hear the curses that had been lingering like a shadow for years.

He thought he was dreaming, he hoped he was dreaming, but it was not a dream.

"Fuck you! You old bastard! You broke off the relationship with me because you didn't give me money, but now you're trying to snatch my son away from me. What do you mean by that?"

Then there was a sound of collision, and only grandma could be heard coughing heavily.

The little boy staggered out of bed and ran out of the door in a panic, only to see his father pointing at his grandmother lying on the ground in a mess with his big belly angrily. The small stool that the little boy sat on every morning was broken into pieces on the ground.

At that moment, a huge resentment suddenly arose in the little boy's heart, and the gloomy emotion almost broke through his eyes and turned into a knife.

Father He's eyes finally noticed the child in the corner, and he saw the dark look in his eyes.

"What's that look in your eyes? What? Do you still want to kill me?!"