Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

After the incident with Second Grandma Wu, half the number of people in the ward suddenly disappeared.

All those who stayed were close relatives of the two families. Some people who were not so close did not dare to go forward and hold the child, for fear of being stared at by the people around them and feeling nervous.

Seeing Aunt Lu holding Qin Ruobai's hand tightly, with sweat on her forehead and neck due to fear, Li Xiangnan knew that the scene just now had frightened the Zhou family a lot.

He exchanged a tacit glance with his wife Qin Ruobai, who sensibly began to comfort Aunt Lu and Wu Wanchun in a gentle tone.

Seeing this, Li Xiangnan called Zhou Feng and Zhou Yuejin out of the ward, came to the corridor of the airway, and gave them a cigarette.

Zhou Feng's hands were shaking as he held the cigarette.

Li Xiangnan lit the cigarette for him, took a puff, and asked the question he had previously raised.

"Uncle Zhou, I remember when I first met you at the machine repair shop, I knew you didn't have many relatives. How come so many relatives showed up just as Sister Wanchun is about to give birth?"

"Hey!"

Zhou Feng didn't answer, but sighed and took a deep puff of his cigarette.

After panting for a long time, he looked at the cigarette butt and said, "I didn't smoke much before, but now that I've encountered more things, I smoke one occasionally! It's just like people, everyone changes! Those relatives are also people!"

His words more or less revealed a sense of Zen.

Zhou Yuejin said helplessly, "We really did have very few relatives in the past! My father's branch had only one son for several generations, but those branches around my grandfather's generation had many children! Over time, they've always looked down on our family! When I was serving in the army, some people even said behind my back that I was dead a long time ago! Tell me, why are these family members so mean? They just wish I were really dead!"

"I don't even know how these relatives found out about my late spring birth! They just showed up out of nowhere, visiting me at the hospital and bringing me gifts!" Zhou Feng was also very emotional. "Then I thought, why are they doing this?"

"It's because Yue Jin came back, got a lot of retirement pay, opened a small shop, and married a beautiful wife. We're living a good life! People see it and think we're rich!"

Zhou Feng said this, glanced at Li Xiangnan, and sighed: "How could they know that without the help of you and your wife, Xiao Li, we would not have been able to live so well? But they don't know, people's hearts are like this, they will always dislike your poverty, fear your wealth, hate you, and laugh at you. Now that you are rich, you can't leave them behind!

So… taking advantage of the opportunity of having a baby in late spring, many people came to ask Yuejin to take them to work! What should they do if they don’t have money? They asked Yuejin to lend them money and sell goods on credit to them…”

What the hell is this called, when you are poor in a busy city no one cares about you, but when you are rich in the mountains you have distant relatives!

We are all poor and happy, why should you get rich first?

Now that you are rich, you must take us with you, otherwise you are not a family member!

When we were poor in the past, we never saw these people!

Once life gets good, these bad guys will immediately show up!

Li Xiangnan has a deep understanding of this.

He smoked his cigarette very quickly, and his emotions were turbulent.

"It seems the Wu family is going through the same thing as you! They've watched helplessly as you two, a young couple, enjoy a good life. They've all been watching covetously, afraid that you'll live better than them! It really is true what they say: the only ones who truly hope you live better than them are your parents!"

Li Xiangnan said in a resounding voice: "People are sometimes so selfish!"

He turned his head and looked at the Zhou father and son.

"Uncle Zhou, Brother Yuejin, relatives of the Zhou and Wu families, those who are truly close can rest assured. Those who want to take advantage of the situation with ulterior motives must be carefully identified! Protect yourselves and protect the children!"

Li Xiangnan's words were a reminder to Zhou's father and son, as well as a reminder for himself to be on guard in the future.

……

Beijing in July looks like a huge brick kiln.

The scorching sun was scorching the earth, and the road was oily and soft, sticking to the soles of shoes when you stepped on it.

The leaves of the poplar trees by the roadside were drooping, and the cicadas were chirping at the top of their lungs, adding to the heat.

Li Xiangnan rode the Jialing motorcycle and slowly drove out of Nianwei Hospital with his wife Qin Ruobai.

There were still a few cans of malted milk and brown sugar in the truck bed that had not been delivered - ever since the incident with the second grandmother of the Wu family, the atmosphere in the delivery room had always been indescribably awkward.

Although Zhou Yuejin and Wu Wanchun thanked him repeatedly, the chill of being stabbed in the back by someone they trusted lingered for a long time.

In comparison, they are more grateful to their comrade Li Xiangnan for his friendship with them in countless times.

So, he refused to accept the gift that Ruobai brought no matter what.

Qin Ruobai leaned on her husband's broad back, subconsciously protecting her already bulging belly with her hands.

Her face was a little pale, not only because of the scorching sun, but also because she had something on her mind.

The embroidery needle taken out from the sole of the baby's foot pierced everyone's heart like a thorn.

How could a baby who was only two days old be hated so much?

"You'll have to be extra careful from now on." Li Xiangnan's voice came through the wind, heavy and piercing. "Some people in this world smile on the outside but harbor daggers in their hearts. Especially in your current state, you must be especially careful."

Qin Ruobai hummed softly and pressed her face against her husband's sweaty back.

She could feel the tension in Li Xiangnan's back and knew that he had not yet recovered from the incident.

The motorcycle passed by Dongsi Street, and her eyes accidentally swept over the dense shade of locust trees at the corner, and she was suddenly stunned.

In that rare shade, two small figures were kneeling.

The older one was a boy, about eight or nine years old. He had no clothes on his upper body and was so thin that his ribs were clearly visible, as if a layer of skin was wrapped directly over the skeleton. He looked so attractive that one could not take his eyes off him.

The slightly younger one was a girl, about five or six years old, wearing a floral jacket that was so dirty that its original color could not be seen. The cuffs were too short to reveal her thin wrists.

Having just experienced the stabbing of the Zhou family's child, Qin Ruobai, who was kind by nature, subconsciously became sensitive to all the children around her.

She stopped her husband and they both looked at it carefully.

In front of the two men was a broken enamel bowl with a few coins scattered in it, glowing faintly in the sunlight.

What is touching is not their dirty appearance!

What is most shocking is the scars on their bodies!

The little boy buried his head. There were purple-red marks on his back extending from his neck, as if he had been whipped by something long and thin.

The poor girl's exposed arms were covered with bruises, with new and old scars overlapping each other.

"South, stop..."

Qin Ruobai suddenly shouted, her voice filled with an urgency that she herself didn't even notice. As she spoke, she even wanted to jump out of the car.

Li Xiangnan braked the car, followed his wife's gaze, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"and many more!"

He called his wife and frowned deeply!

He often went out and had seen many begging children, but there was something obviously wrong with these two children.

When the boy saw someone paying attention to him, he began to kowtow in panic, his forehead hitting the hot concrete floor, making a dull "dong, dong" sound.

The little girl shrank back timidly, her big eyes full of fear, like a frightened deer.

Qin Ruobai subconsciously wanted to get out of the car, but Li Xiangnan held her back: "Don't worry. I'll go take a look!"

He took out a few banknotes from his pocket, walked over, bent down and put them into the bowl.

The boy kowtowed even louder, mumbling "Thank you, sir and madam" incoherently.

Li Xiangnan's gaze lingered on the scars on their bodies for a moment, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where do you live? Where are your parents?"

The boy stiffened and lowered his head even lower: "No, no... We are fleeing from famine..."

Just then, a sharp whistle was heard not far away, like some kind of signal.

A sudden change occurred!

The boy and girl in front of him jumped up suddenly as if they were electrocuted. They didn't even bother to take the money in the bowl. They turned around and ran into the alley, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The speed was astonishingly fast, not at all like a child who had been hungry for several days.

Li Xiangnan stood there, looking at the two disappearing figures with a serious expression.

He noticed that in the direction where the whistle came from, there was a man wearing a straw hat pushing a bicycle slowly away. It looked ordinary, but there was a red rope tied to the handlebars of the bicycle, which was particularly eye-catching.