Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

The day Qiu Yingying returned home, it was just before dawn. She carried her several large bags of New Year's goods downstairs.

The car was crammed full of things, piled high in the back seat, with gifts for her parents on the passenger seat. She fastened her seatbelt, started the car, and the familiar electronic voice from the navigation system announced, "Let's go!"

Duoduo lay on the instrument panel, its tail circling around itself: "Host, are you happy to be home?"

"I'm so happy!" Qiu Yingying laughed. "My mom is definitely going to nag me about getting fat again, and my dad is definitely going to secretly slip me a red envelope."

Duo Duo meowed and patted her phone with her paw: "Then drive carefully."

Once on the highway, the traffic gradually increased. Qiu Yingying drove steadily, listening to music and occasionally chatting with Duoduo.

When she drove to a section of road with relatively little traffic, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person squatting by the roadside ahead.

"Hmm?" Qiu Yingying frowned and slowed down the car.

It was a woman, wearing a thin coat, holding a child in her arms, with a suitcase beside her. Her head was down, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and she looked helpless.

"Duoduo, look..." Qiu Yingying's heart tightened. "How did she end up on the highway?"

Duoduo peeked out and frowned. "Host, she seems to be in trouble."

Qiu Yingying bit her lip, thought for a moment, and then slowly parked the car in the emergency lane, turned on the hazard lights, took out the warning triangle, and carefully walked a short distance back to place it.

She returned to her car, walked over to the woman, and asked softly, "Hello, why are you here alone? Did something happen?"

The woman looked up, her face pale, her eyes red. The baby in her arms was fast asleep, but its little face was a little sallow. When she saw Qiu Yingying, she grasped at her like a lifeline, her lips trembling, "I...I was abandoned here by my husband."

Qiu Yingying's heart sank: "Don't panic, get in the car first, it's too dangerous here."

She helped the woman move her suitcase to the trunk, then helped her into the back seat, and thoughtfully turned up the air conditioning a little.

"Thank you, thank you so much," the woman said repeatedly, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Have some water first." Qiu Yingying handed over a bottle of mineral water. "Where are you going? Let me see if it's on my way."

The woman took the water but didn't drink it. She just hugged her child tightly and said, "I need to go to Yancheng Bus Station. I want to go back to my parents' home."

Qiu Yingying was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "What a coincidence! I'm heading in that direction too. I can take you to the station."

The woman was stunned, her eyes instantly filling with tears: "Really? Thank you so much. I... I didn't know what to do."

Qiu Yingying felt even worse, but she still comforted her, "Don't think too much about it. Let's get to the station safely first."

Along the way, the woman slowly recounted what had happened.

She married far away from her hometown to Shanghai, and they've been married for ten years. This year, she finally convinced her husband to take her and their child back to her parents' home for the Chinese New Year. But halfway there, her husband suddenly changed his mind, saying that as a wife, she should spend the New Year at her husband's family home, and they started arguing.

"He said I was being unreasonable, that I should listen to him." The woman covered her face, her voice choked with sobs. "We had a really bad argument, and then... he kicked me and the child out of the car and drove off."

Qiu Yingying tightened her grip on the steering wheel, recalling her past life, where Ying Qin's mother had always looked down on her parents: "How could he do this?!"

The woman gave a bitter smile, her tears falling even more profusely: "He's not just like that. For the past ten years, I've been a stay-at-home mom, without a job or income. He... he also has affairs and cheats on me. I've wanted a divorce for a long time, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid I won't be able to win custody of the children, I'm afraid I can't afford to raise them. But if I give the children to them, they'll find a stepmother, and the children might not even survive. Their lives will be ruined."

She looked down at the child in her arms, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness: "I really don't know what to do."

The car fell silent instantly, with only the sound of the child's even breathing.

Qiu Yingying felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart. She wanted to encourage her to get a divorce and start over, but in the end, she didn't say it.

As they approached the bus station, Qiu Yingying quietly took out two thousand yuan from her wallet, folded it neatly, and slipped it into the inside pocket of her coat while the woman was looking down to soothe her child.

She did it so lightly and naturally that the woman didn't even notice.

"We've arrived." Qiu Yingying parked the car at the station entrance and helped her take down her suitcase.

The woman thanked her again, saying, "Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you."

Looking at her haggard face, Qiu Yingying felt a pang of sadness, but still smiled and said, "From what you've said, your family has always loved you very much. Go home and talk to them properly; there'll always be a way. Be careful on the road."

The woman, carrying her child and suitcase, walked into the station, glancing back every few steps.

Qiu Yingying stood there for a long time, until she could no longer see her figure, before slowly returning to the car.

"Host..." Duoduo called her softly.

Qiu Yingying sniffed and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

She started the car and continued driving home.

Inside the train station.

The woman finally found a seat and sat down; her child was still asleep in her arms. She breathed a long sigh of relief, only then remembering that she needed to buy a ticket home first.

She reached for her ID card, but as soon as her hand went into her pocket, she bumped into a stack of hard objects.

She was stunned for a moment, then took it out and saw that it was a stack of RMB.

"This..." The woman was stunned. She counted the money; it was exactly two thousand yuan.

Her mind went blank; she had no idea where the money came from.

Suddenly, she remembered how Qiu Yingying had helped her adjust her coat and hold her child, and her warm smile.

is her.

It must be her.

The woman's hands began to tremble, and tears welled up instantly.

She covered her face, her shoulders trembling violently, and her long-suppressed emotions finally erupted at that moment.

People around turned to look, some with curious glances, some with puzzled expressions, and others with a soft sigh.

But the woman didn't care about anything else.

As she cried, she kept saying in her heart, "Thank you, thank you..."

For her, that two thousand yuan was not just money, but also a token of kindness from a stranger, a helping hand extended to her in her most desperate moment.

It brought her a touch of warmth in a cold world.

This also made her journey back to her parents' home less difficult.