New Return of the Pearl: The Group's Pet Swallow Flies

Duanmu Qing saw that the child was aggrieved and didn't say a word, but just shed tears silently. It was very much like himself when he was a child. When he was wronged, he would never cry loudly, but just shed tears silently.

Just because no one cares and no one feels sorry for me.

Although he grew up in a wealthy family, he was just one of many children in the family. It would be better to say that he was like a second-generation rich man who had accomplished nothing, who had power and money, but just did not receive much love.

His mother died of a serious illness when he was young. Later, his father remarried another woman to be his stepmother, saying that she was there to take care of him, but in fact, his father just wanted to be lonely.

Later on, his stepmother gave birth to a son and a daughter. His father doted on his two younger siblings. The most common words he heard were, "Your mother doesn't want you anymore, and your father doesn't want you anymore either."

Although he had countless wealth, he had to endure his illnesses on his own. No one cared about him or what he liked or needed. He was only interested in making his way in the world because he didn't want to leave those poor children without a home.

When he was a child, whenever he was wronged, he would always shed tears silently, or hide in a corner, watching his father and stepmother's family living happily and harmoniously, while he could only watch and shed tears secretly like a rat in a gutter.

Now, he was so rude that he made the child cry, which reminded him of his helpless self in his childhood.

Duanmu Qing regretted it very much. He was just joking and didn't really want to make the child cry.

He quickly squatted down and carefully hugged the poor and lovely child. The water stains on his body were not dried in time, but he was afraid that his arms were too cold and would catch a cold, so he quickly used his internal strength to warm his arms.

"I'm sorry, uncle just made a slip of the tongue, it wasn't intentional. Don't be sad, it's because no one wants you. Little Qiqi is so cute, how could no one want you, right? Qiqi is the best."

Duanmu Qing remembered the name he had heard before and hurried to coax her, with a big smile on his face but a hint of bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

Huo Yuqi bit his lip and shed tears silently. He didn't know why he felt even sadder when he heard what this bad uncle said. His tears fell even harder. He choked up and said, "Qiqi doesn't have a father. Daddy doesn't want Qiqi or mother anymore. I, I am also an unwanted child."

When Duanmu Qing heard this, he felt that he deserved to die even more. In his heart, he began to curse the scumbag who abandoned his wife and children, but he kept coaxing her, "Qiqi, be good. Qiqi, how could no one want you? You are the cutest and the most lovable. Qiqi, be good. Let's stop crying, okay? I'll take you to find your mother."

While coaxing him, he also reached out to wipe the tears from his face. Looking at this cute child with red eyes, Duanmu Qing felt very sorry and thought he was a real bastard for making the child cry.

Now he really began to doubt whether he was a bad uncle. Otherwise, why did he kidnap someone else's daughter Xiaoyanzi during the day and make this cute little boy cry at night? He really felt that he was so bad.

When Huo Yuqi heard that he had to go find his mother, he still thought of his sister at the door. If his mother and sister saw him crying, he would be so embarrassed. He quickly shook his head and said with a sob, "No, I won't go. Not now."

Duanmu Qing didn't know how, but he guessed the awkward thoughts in this child's mind. Or maybe it was because the child's action of wiping tears was too familiar. It was just like when he was a child, crying secretly and didn't want to be seen by others, looking embarrassed and stubborn.

Mingming cried, his eyes and nose were red, you could tell at a glance. Mingming had obvious tear marks on his face and a heavy nasal tone, you could tell at a glance. But why, when others saw him as a child, no one was willing to hug him or comfort him?

Duanmu Qing didn't know, but he was not reluctant to reach out to the child and give him a warm hug. Inexplicably, he wanted to give him a place where he could talk and hide, in other words, a small home.

"Okay, okay, uncle won't take you out, so wash your face first, okay? It's easy to be discovered if your eyes are swollen from crying. Stop crying, let's wash our faces and eat something."

Huo Yuqi nodded, stretched out her chubby little hands and wiped her face randomly, then smiled at this bad uncle who made her cry and then coaxed her.

When he was a child, he always stayed alone with his mother. His mother said that his father had gone to a very far place. He heard from others that this very far place meant that he had passed away, died, and was no longer in this world. Otherwise, why wouldn't his parents be together? Why would his mother raise him alone? It must be that his father had died and was no longer with him.

So, from childhood to adulthood, this was the first time that he was hugged, comforted, and whispered to by an uncle. It felt so good.

"Okay, I won't, I won't cry anymore, okay."

Hearing the sound of the child snorting milk and seeing the smile on his face, Duanmu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing. He took his hand and pulled him to the basin of clean water, wet the towel and wrung it dry, then gently wiped the tear marks on his face and applied a compress to his slightly swollen eyes.

He wanted to ask his father why he didn't want him anymore, but he was afraid of causing him sadness and making him even sadder, so he tried to find other topics to chat with him.

Huo Yuqi was touched by his gentle and caring behavior, and felt that having such an uncle made her feel safe.

He gradually lost his sense of security. He said, "My mother and I have no home. My grandmother and the others dislike us and don't let us live at home. We have nowhere to go, so we have to travel around."

Hearing what the little guy said, Duanmu Qing inexplicably felt sorry for the woman outside. He didn't expect that it was so difficult for her to take care of a child alone and no one helped her.

He endured it again and again and asked, "What about your father? Where did your father go?"

"My father has passed away and is no longer in this world."

Huo Yuqi lowered her head and spoke with a sad face.

Duanmu Qing was shocked, and felt that the child was even more pitiful. Before he could open his mouth to comfort him, he felt his nose itchy for some reason, "Ah, Ah, Ah!"

Who is scolding me? He muttered to himself.