He came from the system to save childhood

He's mother doesn't give the little kid much warmth and affection. In this old house, it's not even as lively as the sounds of kids playing outside.

He's mother looked at the old and stuck TV numbly, while the little boy stayed in the bedroom, looking at the starry sky outside through the blurry glass.

Every night is like this, without any surprises, expectations or warmth, trapped in darkness without any light, and the only adult does not understand that the only way out of the darkness is for the two of them to support each other, and the little kids do not understand this yet.

I just hope that my mother can live a better life, or...can be better to him.

This is not the first time that He's mother has shown her crazy side in front of the little boy. This fragile woman would be frightened by the slightest disturbance and would be completely unable to control her emotions.

This had an extremely huge impact on the little boy, and he seemed to have become a crazy person like his mother.

He's mother goes out early and comes back late, and she goes out at five o'clock every morning. Little Zaizai sometimes goes to help, but most of the time his mother won't let him go.

Because my mother said we can’t let others know that they are from a single-parent family.

The little boy doesn't understand, but he will do it. His mother doesn't have money to send him to kindergarten, so she plans to send him directly to elementary school. So when the little boy has nothing to do, he will go to the fitness equipment in the community to entertain himself.

My mother left early, leaving behind a hot meat bun and grain porridge at home.

The little cub rubbed his eyes dazedly, climbed onto the bench and chewed slowly. The meat buns were very fragrant. Their mother had wrapped them in several layers of cloth, so they tasted very delicious.

It is always at times like this that the little cub can feel that his mother still loves him.

Just this small detail is enough to support the little cub to continue loving his mother. His mother is just too tired. He will be more sensible!

After eating, the little guy cleaned up the table, took the garbage downstairs, and walked slowly in the community, thinking that he could go and see later whether the watermelon seeds buried in the sand pit yesterday had grown into watermelons.

The little boy always has wild ideas in his head, and his mother loves eating watermelon the most. However, his mother is reluctant to eat it, so she will only buy a discounted watermelon when the price goes down before others close their stalls.

It is very sweet, but I don’t eat it often. Every time my mother eats it, she will cry. I told her that her favorite food in the past was watermelon. Every summer, someone would bring her a box of cut watermelon every day.

The little cub doesn't want to make his mother sad, so he wants to try to grow watermelons by himself, so that his mother can eat watermelons every day in summer!

But there was no sign on the sand pit. The little cub couldn't help but sighed. Why did the seeds grow so slowly? It would be great if they could grow very big all of a sudden.

Will it grow faster if I water it more and tell it stories?

The little cub has never heard many stories. His mother would only tell him stories when she was in the mood, so the little cub kept repeating the same few stories over and over again, and even went to great lengths to find water to water the seeds.

Fortunately, there is a shallow pond nearby and the old community has good greening. The developer originally built it because of the good location. Later, a murderer appeared nearby and stabbed people in the street. After many people died, no one came to buy houses here anymore.

It's all bad luck.

The little boy held the water in his hands and ran excitedly to the sand, but he was deliberately pushed away by someone before he arrived. His knee, which was injured yesterday, hit the ground hard. Fortunately, the little boy was wearing long pants today, but his whole body was shaking due to the pain in his leg.

The shadows that appeared in front of him were the children he had beaten yesterday.

He still looks so arrogant, which makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Hey! What the hell is this unlucky guy doing here collecting water? Is your family so poor that they have to drink dirty water? Hahaha!!"

"Then he really is a dirty rat, so disgusting!"

Several children around were laughing wantonly. Even though they still had wounds on their faces, they looked fearless at the moment.

They should indeed be fearless, because the little cub is not going to fight today. His mother said that he is not allowed to fight, and he also has to be sensible.

I pulled myself up and tried to leave this place of trouble.

But as soon as he stood up, he found himself surrounded by these people.

"Huh? Still want to run? I behaved myself in front of me yesterday. Do you really think that your perfunctory apology is enough? My arm still hurts!"

The person who spoke was the son of the woman who took the lead yesterday. He was also fat and chubby with big ears. He was much fatter than his peers, and there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

The people around them were all laughing. Their parents had said that this kid's mother didn't protect him at all, so they could beat him up if they wanted to? They were going to get back the face they lost yesterday!

"What do you want?"

The little cub had no expression, but his palms were sweating. Was he going to fight back? His mother would be angry...

"What do we want? You'll know in a moment, hehe..."

Several children threw the cub into the sand pit. Two of them held the cub tightly with fear in their eyes. It was obvious that the cub's ferocious appearance yesterday had left a big shadow in their hearts.

The fat guy in the lead stood with his hands on his hips, looking very proud.

"I'm a bit bored today, so I'll show you something fun. Let's stand under that big tree and throw stones. Each of us will throw ten stones. How about we see who hits the most?"

"Okay, okay! Big brother is still the best at playing! I'll be the referee!"

The kids were extremely excited. They usually liked to make little girls cry and bully those who were timid. This was their only form of entertainment: feeling happiness from other people's pain.

The little cub's eyes were fierce, and he lowered his head after a while. If he didn't fight back today, would his mother not be angry?

The kids were far away, but their strength was quite strong. The little boy was able to dodge some of the stones by leaning slightly to the side, but because he was suppressed by the two kids and couldn't do any big moves, he didn't want to resist at all.

So his body soon had bruises and purples. Some of the stones were sharp and some were very large. When they hit his body, he could feel the pain even through his clothes, but the little guy just frowned slightly.

His mother was not around, and he didn't want to show his vulnerability in front of anyone.

Little did he know that his appearance would only make people want to bully him more and make him kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. The malignant factor was cultivated slowly, but it was obviously not the first time for these kids. The malignant factor had long been attached to their bone marrow and blood.

Bullying the weak and the minority can make them feel their existence in this world, so they laughed more and more wildly, until a stone hit the little cub's forehead with a sound of breaking through the air.

A thin layer of skin was broken, and blood slowly flowed down the forehead. The little boy's dark pupils flashed with cold light, and suddenly he looked straight at the culprit, the little fat man, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. The little fat man didn't want to admit that he was scared, so he stiffened his neck and said, "I'll spare your life today! Let's go! It's really boring!"

Several people scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the injured cub.