Chapter 385 - 385: The Poor Child
I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
MO Ruyueâs gaze couldnât move away from that woman. She never thought she would see this scene.
The strong shock made her speechless, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
Gu Ying went over and said something to the little boy, and a desperate cry made MO Ruyueâs nose sour.
Was this the feeling of sadness?
She thought that she would never have the chance to experience it in her life.
Very quickly, Gu Yingâs figure flew over with the little boy in his arms. The little fellow who was still sobbing and crying instantly quieted down. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. It was such a cruel and desperate scene, but there was still a glimmer of hope in front of him. One could imagine the impact it had on him.
âMother, Iâve brought someone back. Look, Iâve even brought a steamed bun.â The little boy suddenly knelt down and handed over the untouched steamed bun in his hand.
âYounger Brother has long been weaned off milk, so why is he drinking it again today? Mother, you eat steamed buns while it is still warm.â
When he saw that his mother and brother were ignoring him, he took the initiative to break a piece and put it in the young womanâs mouth. His hand loosened, and the steamed bun fell to the ground.
MO Ruyue stood at the side and watched. Neither he nor Gu Ying said anything.
The little boy slowly picked up the steamed bun that had fallen on the ground, tore off the dirty skin, and brought it to the young womanâs mouth again.
Her cold lips touched his fingers. As if they were frozen, his hands trembled. âMother, youâre feeding Little Brother, but if you donât eat⦠You canât go without food. Even if weâre on the road, we have to be full before we have the strength. â
His voice gradually sounded like he was about to cry, and bean-sized tears began to fall from his eyes.
No matter how much he tried to stuff the steamed bun into the young womanâs mouth, he couldnât pry open her stiff mouth. He could only kneel and move a few steps forward. With both hands, he finally put the piece of steamed bun in.
âBenefactor, I beg you to save my mother.â
The little boy suddenly turned around and fiercely kowtowed to MO Ruyue. He didnât care about the debris and stones on the ground that had already cut his hands and knees into pieces.
MO Ruyueâs reaction was extremely fast. The moment his forehead was about to hit the stone, she picked him up.
âIâll pay for this first. If you die here, wouldnât it be unfair? Are you going to leave your little brother to me?â
She deliberately said it in a very impolite way.
The little boy looked like he had lost all hope. If she showed any sympathy for them, he might really leave his brother behind.
âNo, my brother was exchanged for my motherâs life. I will never leave him!â
Although the little boy was being held in the air, he did not look flustered at all. On the contrary, his eyes revealed an extremely firm expression, and his words were even more resolute.
This was more like it.
MO Ruyue quite admired his tenacity.
At such a young age, he had experienced such a drastic change and witnessed his motherâs tragic death in front of him. Yet, he was still able to remain rational and calm. He would definitely be a rare figure in the future.
Although she had a high opinion of him, he was still too young, and there were too many variables in the future.
Even without such a natural disaster, it would be a difficult problem for an eight or nine-year-old child to raise a three-year-old brother to survive, let alone in this situation.
MO Ruyue didnât continue to think about it. It wasnât convenient for Gu Ying to participate in the following matters. After all, the young woman was currently naked. Even if it was just the corpse, it wasnât appropriate.
She quickly cleaned up the remaining stones and the beam that was pressing on it, and moved the body of the young woman out.
In order to keep the body from stiffening, MO Ruyue had even used silver needles to stimulate the acupoints to maintain the flexibility of the joints. So even though the young woman had passed away for a long time, her limbs were still soft when she was dug out.
She quickly pulled up the young womanâs lapels and used a handkerchief to clean the dust and sand on her face. At last, she managed to preserve the last bit of dignity of the deceased.
The little boy carefully held his sleeping brother in his arms. His tears had stopped when his mother was dug out, but his eyes were red and swollen as he watched MO Ruyue restrain his mother.
There was no place to look for coffins in the face of natural disasters, but this was not a problem for the omnipotent Gu Ying.
He had only left for a short while before returning with a huge coffin.
âYing, you went to the mortuary to rob?â
MO Ruyue lifted the lid of the coffin and saw the white cloth used to wrap the corpse, the white candle, the yellow paper, and even the linen mourning belt and a pair of spiritual puppets.
âYes, I just walked around and saw that I could use them, so I brought them all.
MO Ruyue didnât think that her casual question would actually get the right answer. This was probably Gu Yingâs style and something he would do.
The little boy didnât expect to be able to collect his motherâs body. He was so excited that he wanted to kneel down and kowtow again.
âStand up straight! Youâre a man and you kneel at every turn. Are your knees that soft?â
MO Ruyue was the most impatient to see people kneel. Even if they were given a second chance at life, they just had to find a way to repay the favor. Kneeling to the heavens, kneeling to the earth, and kneeling to their parents was not something that anyone could accept.
The little boy immediately stood up straight when he heard that.
He swore in his heart that even though he couldnât do anything now, he would definitely repay the favor in the future. Even if he had to die, he wouldnât hesitate!
The carriage left and returned. The injured people who had been waiting at the settlement heard the sound of the wheels and looked over.
They saw that the carriage was dragging a cart with a huge coffin on it. They then saw the little boy walking beside the cart with a sorrowful face and immediately understood.
âSigh. What a poor child. He lost his mother just like that, and I donât know where his father went. The older one is taking care of the younger one. How is he going to live in the future?â
âEven if his mother was still alive, is it easy for a woman to raise two children?
This mother is free, leaving behind two children, itâs really a sin!â
âShush, lower your voice. We donât have the time to sympathize with others now. We donât even know if we can survive!â
All the discussions were like a thorn in the little boyâs heart.
He looked expressionlessly at his sleeping brother in his arms. Even if he had to cut his flesh and drain his blood every day to feed his brother, he would do it without hesitation!
As for asking for help from his two benefactors, he did not dare to have such a thought again.
His benefactor had already helped him a lot, and he should learn to be content with what he had. This was what his mother had taught him again and again when she was still alive.
No matter how difficult it was, he would still slip through.
Gu Ying drove the carriage to a barren mountain outside the city. Now that the entire city was almost destroyed, there were naturally no guards or access controls.
In order to prevent the hungry refugees from digging up the desecrated corpses, Gu Ying had even walked up the mountain for a long time.
Even though it was pitch-black around him, he was still able to use the starry sky to determine his direction and found a relatively open and flat area.
This place faced the south, and it was considered a good burial ground.
While they were digging, the little boy also worked with them. He waved his heavy pickaxe or used a dustpan to push the soil out of the pit.
His hands were blistered with blood, but he did not cry out in pain.
Soon, a new grave was erected.
It read, âthe tomb of the first cilin, the Liu family.â
The unfilial sons, Lin Zheng and Lin Yun, stood in respect with tears in their eyes.
In the end, MO Ruyue didnât know the real name of the young woman, but she knew the names of this pair of little brothers..