It is also a harsh word. Song Baojun and his family have been there once over the years. During this period, they were often rolled and disliked, which led to Song Baojun's impression of his grandfather's family was very bad, and he thought that the family was too snobbish.

Few people like to do this kind of thing, and Song Baojun is the same.

If you don’t like me, I don’t like you either, then you will live your own things and save you trouble.

"I don't know either. Maybe I'll change my mind when I'm old." Wu Guifang sat on the sofa and sighed slightly, knowing why her husband and son were uncomfortable.

She has not felt particularly good over the years, but she is her daughter no matter what, and some things cannot be changed.

Song Shixian snorted coldly and said angrily: "Your father and mother are just like money. When you married me, they opposed it because I had no money. Isn't it because I didn't let us go back over the years because we saw that our family is poor? To be honest, it's fine, I just blame myself for my lack of ability."

"But you tell me that your sister has married the wrong person. She has been so hard over the years. When your health is almost ineffective in the past two years, your father and mother are also cruel and not looking at her. It's really too much."

Song Baojun nodded next to him, agreeing with his father's statement very much.

Wu Guifang's face became even worse. She sighed and then patted her husband's arm, blaming her a little, "Okay, stop talking about these things, everything has passed. Isn't it a good thing for the old man to change his mind now? This year, I happened to take Ruoru back to show them."

Song Shixian complained, but he didn't really refuse. He said, "Okay, when will it go?"

"Let's go the day after tomorrow, go out to buy something today and then pack it tomorrow." Wu Guifang made the decision without hesitation, obviously looking forward to going home for the New Year.

Song Shixian nodded and then began to discuss what to buy and go back.

Song Baojun was beside him and wanted to speak but stopped, but he still didn't say anything disappointing. Since his parents were going, let's go with them.

The parents discussed for more than ten minutes and almost prepared gifts from Song Baojun's relatives on his grandfather. Due to the large number, Song Baojun was also sent out to purchase separately.

This made Song Baojun, who was not happy to come here even more depressed. However, his parents' orders were not easy to violate, so Song Baojun had to change his clothes and tie a scarf, and braved the bitter cold wind on the street to buy things.

It is the end of the year now, and there are many people buying New Year's goods on the street, with traffic bustling and bustling. Moreover, when walking on the street on weekdays, Song Baojun doesn't feel that he can see too many beauties, but by the end of the year there are particularly many beauties.

This made Song Baojun unable to help but think of a joke he said online. At the end of the year, the beauties who worked in Guancheng would return to their hometowns to marry an honest man.

"I'm honest and digging your ancestral grave." Thinking of this, Song Baojun subconsciously couldn't help but laugh and scold.

Wu Guifang told Song Baojun that he bought some health products, such as Naobaijin and other health products for the elderly.

When he ran to the promotional mall to buy everything his mother told him, Song Baojun prepared to go home with gifts. It was really cold on the street, so it would be better to stay in bed and read books and play with your phone.

Walking up the overpass, Song Baojun prepared to cross the overpass and then take the bus back. However, a little girl sitting on the ground by the roadside handed over to Song Baojun with a bowl, and shouted pitifully: "Big brother, please help me, give me some money."

Song Baojun stopped and looked over. The little girl looked about eleven or eleven years old. She was thin and sloppy and had messy hair. She didn't know how many days she hadn't taken a shower.

She just sat on a sack, and her left leg disappeared from her calf. I don’t know how it broke. It looked really pitiful.

Looking at the confusion and depression in the little girl's eyes, Song Baojun subconsciously remembered Han Ruoyi. The same was true for Han Ruoyi at the time. After her mother passed away, she was helpless and lonely.

As his heart softened, Song Baojun smiled gently, took off the scarf around his neck and put it around the little girl's neck, and asked softly: "The weather is so cold. Are you not afraid of the cold wearing such a little clothes?"

"I'm afraid, but I don't have money. Can the elder brother give me some money? I haven't eaten yet." The little girl bit her lip and looked at Song Baojun pitifully and asked.

Just as she was talking to Song Baojun, a few girls passing by were kind-hearted and took out money from their wallets and put them in her bowl. The little girl hurriedly said thank you.

Song Baojun glanced at the money in the little girl's bowl, but did not rush to take out her wallet to pay for the money. He said, "Brother gives you money and you can only eat for a few days. Otherwise, I will contact you with a rescue station and ask the government to send you subsidies every month for you to go to school?"

In this winter, a little girl begging here is like waiting for death. Even if she gets some money to buy food, what if she gets it? After a few days, it gets cold and snow, how can this little girl stand it?

As long as she is willing, Song Baojun can help her contact the rescue station. With her conditions, the Civil Affairs Bureau will definitely pay a minimum living allowance every month. Then Song Baojun donated some money to support the child's schooling, and when she grows up, she will be able to rely on herself.

The little girl was stunned. Unexpectedly, Song Baojun made such a request. He hesitated for a few seconds before shook his head and took back the beggar bowl, and whispered: "Thank you brother, don't bother. I'll just ask for money here. If you don't give it, just leave."

Song Baojun had no intention of leaving at all, and still squatted in front of the little girl and explained: "I want to help you, I won't harm you. Are you afraid of the rescue station? Don't worry, the rescue station is not as terrible as the legendary one. If you stay in for two days, someone will arrange a house for you. I believe the eldest brother is fine?"

"I said I won't go, I don't want to go, you can leave quickly." The little girl began to get a little impatient, turned her head aside and didn't want to continue talking to Song Baojun.

When Song Baojun wanted to say something, a woman hurried over and stared at Song Baojun and said, "What do you want to do? You are bullying a child if you are so adult?"

After being asked by someone for no reason, Song Baojun frowned and stared at the other party and said, "Which eye did you see that I was bullying a child? I just wanted to help her."

The woman looked about forty years old and was wearing pretty clean clothes. Seeing this woman coming, the little girl immediately lowered her head and didn't speak, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

The woman looked at Song Baojun with her hands crossed her chest and sneered, "Help her? What can you help her? Can you give her one million to study and eat?"

"This aunt, how to help is my business. Do you need to talk too much? I just kindly wanted to help her contact the rescue station." Song Baojun became more and more disgusted with this woman and said unhappy.

"What a shit rescue station? Is that a place where people go? The food inside is the same as shit, and the living dogs are not as good as that. Don't want my daughter to go in." The woman glared at Song Baojun viciously and spat very much.

When Song Baojun heard the other party say it was her daughter, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised. He looked at the little girl and then at the woman in front of him. He really couldn't imagine that they were a mother and son.

Although the little girl is a little dirty, her face looks pretty good, while the woman standing in front of Song Baojun can be described as "sinking fish and falling geese".

When the fish saw her, she wanted to sink to the bottom of the lake and couldn't come out. When the wild geese saw her, she wanted to fall to the ground and die. Anyway, Song Baojun looked horizontally and vertically and looked left and right, but he didn't think that this was a mother and son, and the gene difference was too big.

Ignoring the woman, Song Baojun frowned and looked at the little girl and asked, "Little sister, is this woman your mother?"

The little girl looked a little flustered, looked up at Song Baojun, and before she could speak, the woman had already grabbed her arm and blocked her in front of her, looking at Song Baojun and shouted: "Is she not my daughter, is she your daughter? What do you want to do? Do you want to bully us mother and daughter?"

"Shut up and let her speak." Song Baojun also became angry, and his face turned cold and shouted at the woman.

He is not a fool. He has read a lot of news online and knows that there are such a group of people in this world who specifically control some poor beggars to beg for food in order to make money, and they even call themselves Beggars' Sect.

The beggars they control are all very pitiful people, all disabled people with physical problems. It is said that they have to earn enough money every day according to their standards. If they don’t have enough money, they will be beaten and scolded when they go back.

Even when there is not enough staff, they will catch some children and become disabled, just to make them look pitiful and convenient for begging.

Now Song Baojun was a little suspicious that this woman might be the kind of person who controls beggars and beg for food. Otherwise, if she was really a little girl's mother, how could she let her daughter kneel on the overpass to beg for food in the winter? But she was dressed cleanly and neatly and stood in the distance to rest.

The woman wouldn't give the little girl a chance to speak. She sneered and looked at Song Baojun a few times, nodded and asked, "My friend, who are you having sex with? I'm crazy about trying to grab the territory? Do you dare to interfere in our third master's territory?"

She has been here for half a year, and this is the first time she has encountered such a blatant person who comes to find fault. Most people will get out of trouble if they want to help but say a few words. There are so many such people who are here to make trouble.

"San Master? What is the third master? It seems that your mother-son relationship is very interesting. Do you want me to call the police for you?" Song Baojun stared at the other party with his eyes narrowed, and his tone was a little angry.

Sure enough, this woman is not a good thing, I'm afraid this little girl is the tool she controls to make money.

"Call the police? At most, I won't do it here these days, so you have to consider the consequences." The woman warned in a low voice.

Before Song Baojun could answer, she suddenly sat on the ground and hugged the little girl and cried. "Oh my God, what's the world? We, mother and daughter, are so pitiful. We even have this kind of killing thousands of swords to bully us and have to charge us protection fees. We don't have any money for meals, so where can we give him protection fees?"

As she shouted, passers-by on the overpass stopped, formed a large circle and pointed at Song Baojun.

Chinese people like to watch the fun. Once there is fun, a lot of people will soon come to watch.
Chapter completed!