Chapter 95: We Are All Poor People

"Lord, it's okay, I can still take care of it." In fact, she was not being polite to the Lord, but she could survive.

"Okay, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

The Lord got in the car and left. Xiaoxiao held the cat and walked to the small courtyard. She took out the spare key from the crack of the stone at the door and opened the door. Just as she opened the door, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be someone lying by the wall beside her?

First, she carried the cat in and put it on the sofa. Then she came out and walked to the wall. Is there really a person lying there? Then the moonlight could see that the clothes on the stranger were a little tattered. He couldn't see his face clearly with a hat on. Could he be a homeless person?

She looked down at her own body, which was also tattered. We are all poor people...

'Zizizizi...' Mosquitoes flew around outside. She swept her hands. We were both wanderers in the world. Haha, meeting each other was fate.

Thinking of this, she squatted down and dragged the homeless person into the room.

‘Huh…’ The homeless man seemed to be still sleeping. He didn’t react even after being dragged in. Under the light, she finally saw the clothes on the homeless man, but they were tattered and looked like he had crawled out of a wolf’s den.

Heh… This homeless man is interesting. Why is he wearing a hat? She squatted down and wanted to lift the homeless man’s hat.

“Um… Mommy… Mommy. Bad guy, fake grandma is a bad guy.” At this time, the murmur of the cat came from the sofa.

Without saying anything, she didn’t care about the homeless man on the ground anymore, and ran directly to the sofa: “Cat, how are you? Is it painful?”

And the cat still closed its eyes, and what she said just now was just like a dream.

Xiaoxiao let out a helpless breath, or take the cat to the hospital tomorrow. She took the cat back to the room to sleep, she was already exhausted.

The next day…

Xiaoxiao opened her eyes from the haze. Yesterday’s excessive exercise made her body hurt. The warm sunlight reflected into the room, and her eyes opened completely.

"Ah!" She screamed and sat up, because when she opened her eyes, she saw a man standing by the bed, leaning over and staring at her.

In the room, Xiaoxiao looked at the man by the bed in horror. It took a long time for her to calm down.

"Hello, my name is Yin." The man spoke. He was wearing purple ragged clothes, a hat on his head, a pair of silver-framed glasses on his face, and some stubble.

Isn't this the homeless man she picked up from outside yesterday? In such a daytime situation, he is not sloppy at all. Although his clothes are a little torn.

"It's you... Your name is Yin?"

"Yes." Yin smiled, and the stubble at the corners of his mouth looked very manly, but his clothes were a little torn.

"You fell asleep at the door of my house yesterday, so I dragged you in. Since you are awake, you can leave if you want." Xiaoxiao stood up. The wound on her body made her feel a little painful.

Yin didn't say anything, but stood up straight: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person if you take me in?"

"It doesn't matter, there's nothing valuable in my house, and I'm not a good person." She said lightly. Taking in a homeless person, maybe she would only give a little material things, and wouldn't drag him back to her home, but she really tasted the warmth and coldness of the world these days. The pain of loneliness, the pain of being abandoned. So seeing this person lying at the door, he was also in tatters and would do such a thing.

"You are not a good person? Bad people won't drag people back to their homes. You saved me, otherwise I would be bitten to death by those mosquitoes."

'Puff' Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing. How could anyone be bitten to death by mosquitoes? At most, there would be a few lumps. After laughing, she turned her head and looked at him: "That... I want to change clothes, can you go out for a while?"

"I'll help you change. You saved me, I want to repay you for saving my life." He said seriously.

What?

Xiaoxiao was stunned, staring at the bearded homeless man in front of her. This man must be in his twenties at least! She was a woman: "Are you kidding me?"

"You saw through it." He smiled and walked out of the room.

Xiaoxiao exhaled deeply. Although this man looked like a homeless man, he didn't sound like one at all when he spoke. Did she really save the wrong person? Forget it, he will leave later anyway.

Put on the clothes.

"Mommy..." Mu Maomao rubbed her eyes on the bed.

"Maomao, are you awake?" After sleeping for a day, her son finally moved again. She ran to the bed excitedly and leaned over to look at Maomao.

Slowly opened her eyes, squinting lazily. When she saw her mommy's face in front of her, Maomao immediately widened her eyes and woke up instantly: "Mommy! I knew you wouldn't die. The bad guy, the fake grandma, lied to me that you were dead..."

"I am an invincible little flying dragon. How could I die so easily?" She hugged her son tightly, and watched her son wake up and her head became clear. The big stone in her heart was instantly put down a lot.

Maomao stretched out her hand and wanted to hug her mother: "It hurts..." But the little hand felt pain.

"Maomao, don't move, don't move, your left hand is injured, you can't move for the time being."

"Yeah." Maomao nodded.

"Does it still hurt?" She raised her hand to touch her son's face. Although the redness and swelling on her son's face had subsided by half after a night, it was still so obvious.

Maomao shook her head.

"What did Hong Xuemei do to you? Maomao... I wronged you."

Maomao smiled: "Mommy, I don't feel any pain at all. I don't feel wronged." He didn't tell his mom what the fake grandma did to him in the room, for fear that it would scare his mom to death. The clever little head turned and looked, oh, it felt dizzy when the head shook, it didn't hurt. Self-hypnotizing.

Hearing her son say this, she was even more sad. Sighed.

"Mommy, we are home!" Maomao stood up excitedly and looked around seriously. Finally home, he missed home so much.

Walked out of the room with his son.

Sniff...

Smelled a strong smell of food.

"It smells so good, mommy, have you cooked?" Maomao ran out quickly. There was a table of dishes in the dining room. He climbed onto the table in a few seconds. Although his body was covered with wounds, he was very agile in the face of the temptation of delicious food.

Xiaoxiao frowned, looking at the table full of food. How could she cook when she just got up... At this moment, the kitchen door opened, and a ragged man came out with a pot of soup in his hand.

"Yin?"

"You got up too late and the food is cold."

"Did you cook it?" Xiaoxiao looked at the food and was really shocked. It was delicious and tasty. Not to mention that a homeless person couldn't cook it, even ordinary people couldn't cook it.

"I got up early in the morning and wandered around your house for a while. You don't mind, do you? I broke into your room and saw you were sleeping, so I made something first."