After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Ye Wenxin didn't stop until Xiao Qiao Wenzhou had completely embarrassed himself into a little quail.

It was also at this time that they passed by a convenience store.

"The baby is really great, so mommy wants to reward him with a lollipop."

As she said this, she walked straight towards the convenience store.

Under the envious gazes of many other children, little Qiao Wenzhou held up the biggest lollipop in the store.

A little girl nearby immediately grabbed her mother's sleeve and pouted, "Mom, I want one too!"

The little girl's mother sighed softly, as if she was a little helpless, "Didn't I buy it for you just now?"

The little girl opened her mouth and said, "I've finished eating."

The little girl's mother said: "Nannan, if you eat too much candy, your teeth will get cavities."

The little girl insisted, "No no no, I want it!"

The little girl's mother: "Have you forgotten? It hurts so much when your teeth are broken."

Little girl: "But my brothers are not afraid, so I am not afraid either." As she said that, she pointed at Xiao Qiao Wenzhou.

At this time, Ye Wenxin finally found an opportunity. She pointed at Xiao Qiao Wenzhou's forehead and said proudly, "It's because my brother got the little red flower, so his mother rewarded him with the biggest lollipop."

After saying that, she held Xiao Qiao Wenzhou and left the door of the convenience store.

Behind me, the little girl was very excited, "Mom, I want a little red flower too, buy it for me, buy it for me!"

Ye Wenxin no longer cared whether the little girl's mother rewarded her with the biggest lollipop because of the little red flower. She just wanted everyone to know that her baby had a little red flower today.

After walking away, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou gently rubbed Ye Wenxin's shoulders and neck, "Thank you, Mom."

There was a smile in Ye Wenxin's voice, "Baby, you don't have to be polite to mommy~"

When the sun was setting, little Qiao Wenzhou had just finished eating his lollipop. He held the remaining plastic stick, unwilling to throw it away.

Ye Wenxin happened to see this scene, "Baby, throw away the stick, okay? If you like it, mom will buy you another one tomorrow."

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou: "There will be no little red flowers tomorrow."

Ye Wenxin: "It doesn't matter if you don't have it. Mom will buy it for you."

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou: “…”

She negotiated in a gentle voice: "The stick is dirty, can we throw it away?"

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou held the stick stubbornly, "...it won't be dirty if you wash it."

"Okay." Ye Wenxin immediately changed the subject, "Then when we get home later, mom will help you wash it."

Little Qiao Wenzhou lifted his eyelids and leaned closer to her arms, "Well, thank you, mom."

"Wow!" Ye Wenxin exclaimed, "The baby is so polite!"

"But..." She smiled softly, "Did the baby forget something?"

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou didn't say anything.

"Hmm?" she urged gently.

"I don't have to be polite to my mother."

"Yeah." Ye Wenxin asked with a smile, "Did the baby remember it?"

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou nodded slightly, and said in a small voice, "I'll remember it."

When I got home, it was already dark.

As soon as he turned on the ceiling light in the living room, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou immediately noticed something was wrong.

The vase on the shoe cabinet was gone, there were obvious signs of cleaning on the floor, there was an inconspicuous bump on the floor, the small bench was obviously wet, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air...

In an instant, an intense brutality that could destroy the world erupted from his small body, his eyes were as cold as a ghost, and his extreme anger was tightly grasped. Little Qiao Wenzhou's sanity was almost burned out.

Immersed in Ye Wenxin's warmth, he didn't even notice that, unlike when they parted in the morning, his mother in the evening... had changed her clothes.

Amid the sound of rushing water, Ye Wenxin was washing the stick of a lollipop.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou quickly moved to the balcony where clothes were hung to dry.

On the hanger, a goose yellow dress was swaying in the wind.

Grabbing a corner of the dress, Qiao Wenzhou leaned in and sniffed it.

Under the strong smell of soapberries, there is a very faint smell of blood.

Violent rage instantly jumped into his eyes, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of Qiao Wenzhou's lips.

Qiao, Wu, De!

"Baby?"

Ye Wenxin called from behind, and Qiao Wenzhou quickly put down his skirt. He walked to the window and reached out to touch the windowsill.

"Baby?"

The voice was close at hand, and Qiao Wenzhou stood over.

"What is the baby doing?"

"Close the window."

"What's wrong? Are you cold?"

"Well, a little bit."

An arm stretched out from overhead and the window was easily closed.

Squatting down, Ye Wenxin handed the cleaned plastic stick to Qiao Wenzhou, "Here, for you."

Under the bright light, he saw the bright red blood under the woman's shoulders and neck.

In an instant, tears welled up in my eyes and flowed down in strings.

Ye Wenxin panicked instantly, "Baby!"

She subconsciously wanted to go forward and pick him up, but Qiao Wenzhou raised his hand to stop her.

"No, Mom, I'll be fine soon."

As he said this, his voice was choked with sobs and almost incoherent, and tears flowed like a faucet.

Ye Wenxin felt her heart was about to break. She asked in the most gentle voice: "Baby, what's wrong with you? Can you tell mom?"

Looking at the woman's collar, Qiao Wenzhou really wanted to ask -

Mom, does it hurt?

Also, Mom, did I just touch your wound?

However, he couldn't ask, he even had to pretend not to notice and avoid the other person's pain.

Looking at the woman's worried eyes, Qiao Wenzhou sobbed and replied, "It hurts..."

"Ah?" Ye Wenxin panicked instantly. She looked up and down at Qiao Wenzhou, "Where does it hurt? Are you hurt?"

Qiao Wenzhou pursed his lips, My heart aches...Ahhhhhhh!!!

With tears streaming down his face, he said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts... It hurts so much, Mom..."

Ye Wenxin's heart also felt like it was being torn apart. She asked anxiously, "Where does it hurt? Baby, where does it hurt?"

Qiao Wenzhou could only tolerate his indulgence for a short while. He stretched out his right hand and lowered his eyes slightly, "...My fingers hurt."

He lied, and he continued to lie, "I accidentally caught it when I was closing the window just now."

Ye Wenxin immediately held Qiao Wenzhou's red fingers and said carefully, "Mom will blow on them and it won't hurt."

“Hoo-hoo-hoo,” she blew gently while soothing him softly, “It hurts, Feifei, blow it and it will stop hurting~”

As Ye Wenxin chanted the Buddha's name over and over again, Qiao Wenzhou gradually stopped crying in vain.

He knew that crying was just a way to vent emotions and would not help solve the problem at all.

After blowing for the last time, Ye Wenxin raised her head and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt anymore?"

Qiao Wenzhou nodded gently, "Yeah."

Opening her arms naturally, Ye Wenxin said, "Come, mom will hold you back to sleep."

At that moment, Qiao Wenzhou almost burst into tears again.

He tried his best to suppress his tears, and then raised his wrist, "No hug, hold hands."

"Okay." Ye Wenxin stood up and held Qiao Wenzhou's hand.

Before leaving, Ye Wenxin hit the window and snorted, “Humph, broken window, you dare to bully the baby!”

A child's body, an adult's mind, a reborn person Qiao Wenzhou: "..." Why do I feel... a little ashamed?

He quickly retracted his gaze and urged in a low voice: "Mom, I'm sleepy."

Ye Wenxin then stopped criticizing the broken window, "Okay, Mom will take you to bed now."

Because of his rebirth, his three-year-old body could not bear the mature soul of his adult, and he often became sleepy and absent-minded, which was why Ye Wenxin suspected that he was sick.

Again, this is why the doctors couldn't find anything.

She put Qiao Wenzhou on the bed, sang a nursery rhyme to him, and coaxed him softly, "Baby, go to sleep."

After crying, children can always fall asleep quickly because their energy has been released. Coupled with the aftereffects of his rebirth, Qiao Wenzhou soon fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Wenxin gently tucked in the quilt for Qiao Wenzhou, then quietly got up and left.

Suddenly, she felt a pulling force, and when she looked down, she saw a small hand that had grabbed her without her knowing.

With a warm smile in his eyes, Ye Wenxin carefully let go of the little hand.