The clothes on the three mothers were all patched and patched, and several of the toes of the little boy standing on the ground were exposed.

In the woman's arms, she carried a vegetable basket. The vegetable basket was filled with cabbage, radish and other common vegetables in this season.

Two or three pennies can buy half a basket.

There was not a bit of pork or half a fish in sight.

At this moment, mother and son were also standing at the door of the bun shop. The little boy named Bao'er was obviously attracted by the fragrance wafting from the bun shop and stood there unable to move his feet.

He looked longingly at the busy bun shop, the drawers of hot white buns that had just come out of the pan, and swallowed his saliva.

"My dear, are you hungry for steamed buns? Just stand here and wait, and my mother will buy them for you."

The woman put the vegetable basket slung in her arm at Bao'er's feet, let him look at the basket, and then took out a small purse that was also patched.

I rummaged through my purse and finally found two pennies.

The woman came to the front of the bun shop and asked the prices of the buns with different fillings one by one.

Yang Ruoqing knew these prices by heart.

Except for the meat stuffed buns, which cost one penny each, all other steamed buns cost one penny each.

The woman turned her head and glanced behind her at Bao'er, who was also looking up at her. She gritted her teeth and handed over the two cents, "Shopkeeper, bring me two meat buns."

The woman happily returned to Bao'er with two meat buns in her hands and squatted down.

"Here, I'll give you this one, and I'll keep the other one for my sister to eat when she wakes up."

As the woman spoke, she put a meat bun in a banana leaf and carefully brought it to Bao'er.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it." She warned softly.

Bao'er's eyes lit up when he saw the meat buns.

He put it under his nose and sniffed it vigorously, looking like he was intoxicated.

When the woman saw this, she also smiled.

She stood up straight and gently rubbed Bao'er's head, "Let's go home."

She wrapped the other meat bun that was left for the little girl on her back in a banana leaf and put it in the vegetable basket. She freed up one hand to hold Bao'er's little shoulder, and the three girls planned to cross the street to the other side.

Yang Ruoqing watched the mother and son leave. This scene reminded her of when she was a child, Mrs. Sun protected her three siblings like a hen protecting its chicks.

No matter how poor the family is, the place where there is a father and a mother is home.

Parents are like those weak soybean oil lamps. Even if the range they can illuminate is limited, even the weak light and the heat emitted by the light can still warm the children under their wings and pull the children to grow up.

Just when Yang Ruoqing was about to look away, there was suddenly a rush of horse hooves and the sound of wheels rolling across the ground.

Immediately, in the flying dust and smoke, a gorgeous carriage sped towards this direction.

There was obviously a fork in the road here, but the carriage showed no signs of slowing down.

Yang Ruoqing subconsciously looked at the mother and son opposite. Apparently the woman also saw the carriage that suddenly rushed over.

The woman quickly quickened her pace and dragged Bao'er to the opposite side. She was about to run over, but at this moment,

While running, the meat bun in Bao'er's hand fell to the ground and rolled several steps away.

"steamed stuffed bun!"

Bao'er shouted, broke free from his mother's arms, turned around and ran towards the middle of the street to pick up the buns.

At the same time, the speeding carriage had already arrived in front of Bao'er.

It seemed that only then did the coachman realize that there was a child squatting on the ground in the middle of the street. He quickly grabbed the reins.

"hiss……"

The horse neighed, its front hooves pointed upward, and its whole body stood upright.

As long as those pair of iron hooves fell again, they would trample on Bao'er's body steadily.

"Baoer!"

The woman screamed in surprise, rolled her eyelids and fainted.

The vegetable basket in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the cabbage, radish and the meat buns reserved for the little girl all spilled out and scattered all over the floor.

When passers-by saw this thrilling scene, they were all frightened.

Seeing that the child was about to be trampled into a pulp by the horse, many timid people did not dare to look at it and subconsciously covered their eyes.

At this moment, a black snake-like thing suddenly shot towards the horse's front hooves and wrapped around the horse's front hooves. The horse's body was forcefully pulled to the side by the black thing.

past.

When everyone took a look, it turned out to be a young woman holding a long whip in her hand. The whip wrapped around the horse's forelimbs, and the horse's huge body was pulled to the ground.

The entire carriage behind was shaken by the huge backlash, and the coachman rolled from the front to the ground.

The curtain of the carriage was angrily opened by a hand, and two young women in brocade clothes came out.

"What happened? How did you catch the carriage?"

One of the women, wearing a woman's bun, her hair covered with pearls and emeralds, and exquisite makeup, roared angrily at the coachman who was lying on the ground.

The coachman hurriedly knelt down and said, "Reply to Madam, it was the child who suddenly ran over. The little kid made an emergency brake and there was no time..."

Before the coachman finished speaking, the noble lady rushed to Bao'er.

"Where did the little bastard escape from? Are you looking for death?"

The woman pointed her long, bright red nails at Bao'er who was squatting on the ground, and slapped him with her hand.

"Snapped!"

After a crisp sound, Bao'er's little face suddenly became red and swollen.

"Wow……"

Baoer burst into tears and looked for her mother in the crowd of onlookers with tearful eyes.

The woman was still angry and pushed Bao'er to the ground, and the meat buns fell from his little hands to the ground again.

The woman stepped on the bun, smashing it to bits. The meat inside was squeezed out, and the soup splashed onto the embroidered shoes on her feet.

This made her even more unhappy. She leaned over and picked up Bao'er, then picked up her other hand and continued to hit him.

"enough!"

A clear drink suddenly sounded.

The woman's hand above her head was suddenly held by a strong force and she couldn't open it.

"Who are you? Mind your own business!"

She glared at the unfamiliar woman in front of her who held her wrist, and said angrily.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "Adults bully children? Do you want to lose face?"

After the words fell, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and slapped the lady in front of her across the face several times.

She is a practicing practitioner, so this slap requires technique.

After these slaps, both sides of the lady's face became numb.

"Okay, you, you dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? I am..."

"Bah bang bang!"

A few more slaps were slapped on the lady's face, directly cutting off her next words.
Chapter completed!