Chapter 2323: Softening (1) Chapter 2323: Softening (1) “You got into a fight.” Song qingxiao’s words were not a question, but a confirmation.

Through her divine sense, she saw the scene of the child being surrounded and beaten up.

“Yes.” He nodded, but then he was a little depressed.

“So you know.”

He remembered the ‘mark’ that song qingxiao had mentioned. Since she could hear what he said to others, she might have seen him being beaten up by his companions.

This made him feel a little embarrassed and angry.

“Why won’t you help me?”

“Why should I help you?” Her calm question caused the child, who was trying to hold back, to explode.

“You’re my mother!”

“Fake!” Song qingxiao replied lightly, ” you’re lying to me even when you told me your name.

“But … But I really did call you mother!” He was so angry that he squatted in front of the jar, his little body shaking.

“Then mother is going to help me!”

His voice already carried a sobbing tone, looking extremely pitiful, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Song qingxiao was silent for a moment.

She had dealt with all kinds of fierce, cruel, and evil people, whether they were humans, ghosts, or demons, and she was not afraid of their tricks. However, she had never had such a strange relationship with a child like this.

She had also never heard a child criticize her for not helping in such a tone.

She didn’t know why, but when she saw him curl up his petite body and secretly lower his head to wipe his tears with his back facing her, her extremely hard heart seemed to be touched by some kind of emotion.

“Don’t cry.” She advised him with a calm expression, ”

“If someone beats you up next time, I’ll help you.”

“Really?” He didn’t believe it, and there was a faint sobbing sound in his nose.

“I’m not lying,”

The child squatted in place, thinking about something. After a while, he muttered, ”

“I’m not crying.”

As if he had made up his mind, he took out a bag from the ground and moved it to song qingxiao’s side.

“Mother loves me, I love mother too.” He presented the item to song qingxiao as if he was presenting a treasure.

“Mother, eat this. This thing can fill your stomach.”

He seemed to have adjusted his emotions and put on his mask again. He presented a cloth bag to song qingxiao.

The bag was filled with food, and after being left there for a while, there was already a strange smell.

Song qingxiao shook her head and pushed the food away.

“I don’t need to eat.”

He rolled his eyes.

“Mother is an immortal. Immortals definitely don’t eat such things.” He then said fawningly, ”

tomorrow. Wait for me tomorrow. I’ll go to the Upper East Side to get better food for mother.

Perhaps he was too hungry, he reached into the bag and took a piece of the moldy black food with a determined attitude. After weighing it again and again, he finally put it in his mouth and chewed.

After he finished eating, he licked his fingers cherishingly and tied the bag back up. He weighed it in his hand again, as if he was a little worried.

In the end, he didn’t say anything and crawled back to his original place, burying the bag of food again.

At night, he curled up in a corner to sleep. It seemed to be a little damp there, and he couldn’t stand the cold.

The unconscious child subconsciously yearned for warmth and slowly inched towards song Qing’s direction.

It was purely an instinctive action, and he was not aware of his own actions at all.

It was only when he leaned against song qingxiao’s side that his awareness seemed to have awakened and stopped him from taking any further actions. He obediently rolled into a ball and slept beside song qingxiao’s feet.

In the darkness, she stared at the child’s face, wondering if he had anything to do with the voice that called her ‘mother’ in the heavenly Dao temple.

If that voice was him, then what was the relationship between the baby born by miss Zhang and the voice in the heavenly Dao temple?

The night passed, and the child finally woke up when it was almost dawn.

When he woke up, he realized that he was sleeping next to song qingxiao. He was even hugging one of her legs. His face was filled with horror.

The dynasty had not been peaceful in recent years. Even in the capital city under the emperor’s feet, crimes had occurred frequently.

A large number of refugees poured into shengjing city and occupied the houses.

In the Western District, there were often people who killed and robbed, took women, and killed children.

He had no parents and lived alone. The reason he could live until now was not only because of his glib tongue, but also because of his extraordinary vigilance.

But last night, he was in a deep sleep. He was caught off guard and slept beside this woman of unknown origin.

She did not kill him, nor did she take his food.

The child was stunned for a moment. She turned over and sat up, using the action of rubbing her eyes to hide the fear in her heart.

“Mother, did I disturb you?”

“No, I didn’t,”

Song qingxiao shook her head. He was sitting beside her and his height only reached her chest. After hesitating for a moment, he looked up and asked, ”

“Mother, are you hungry? do you want to eat some food?”

“No need,”

He revealed an expression that was either relieved or uneasy, and nodded.

After sitting for a while, he sat by the jar as if he was touching the food he had stored. In the end, he still limped out.

Not long after he left, song qingxiao also got up and left the underground cellar when her divine sense could no longer sense his presence.

The child’s ‘home’ was hidden in a collapsed abandoned house, and the entrance to the cellar was blocked by a pile of old straw mats.

The straw mat reeked. When she came out, she pushed the straw mat aside and the flies that had gathered on it dispersed with a ‘whoosh’, but they still surrounded her and refused to leave.

There were a few other auras nearby, but they were all extremely weak.

The entire Western District was filled with the stench of despair, death, poverty, and disease, making the people here look like The Walking Dead.

She recalled the child who was afraid of the cold last night and used her divine sense to enter the ownerless houses.

Many of the houses here were empty, and the things that were of little value had been moved away. It was a strange silence.

Song Qing snuck into a few houses and encountered several corpses along the way. She left quietly.

Finally, he found a large pile of straw in a house and packed it up.

In a day’s time, she had walked around the area and understood the place very clearly. She then returned to the cellar and meditated again.

When it was dark, the child limped back. He still had no results today.

There was a lamp in the cellar. It was an oil lamp that song qingxiao had found in a family that had just died. There was still a little oil in it.

The light illuminated the cellar. Under the dim light, the child, who had just returned, was at a loss, as if he was not sure if he had gone the wrong way.

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