CHAPTER 859: CHAPTER 337: SCREW YOUR TRAGIC BEAUTY (PART 7)_2

"I, I’ll be obedient, I’ll do more work, I, I won’t dare to eat two pancakes in one meal like today!"

He Xiaobao was so anxious that he couldn’t speak clearly, stammering and stumbling.

Ms. Hetian quickly freed a hand to gently pat He Xiaobao’s back, "Don’t be afraid, Xiaobao, don’t be scared!"

"Mom won’t sell you, and she won’t let anyone else sell you, whether it’s my own parents or my own brother, they can’t hurt my Xiaobao!"

"Mom doesn’t want them to sell you, that’s why she doesn’t want to stay with them anymore."

Ms. Hetian took the opportunity to mention the reason for her "transformation."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, He Xiaobao, who had been so anxious and in tears, immediately stopped crying.

He blinked his beautiful phoenix eyes, and after being washed by tears, his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Mom? Is everything you said true? You won’t sell me? And you won’t let Grandma, Uncle, sell me either?"

With hope in his eyes, He Xiaobao cautiously asked.

Facing He Xiaobao’s gaze, Ms. Hetian nodded firmly, "That’s right, mom will absolutely not sell you!"

Staring at Ms. Hetian, for a long while, He Xiaobao finally grinned, showing a radiant smile.

Great, my real mom still loves me!

She won’t sell me.

And only then did He Xiaobao completely digest what his real mom had just said.

Despite his young age, his precocious nature made him keenly grasp a key point, "Mom, you just said you won’t be with Uncle and them anymore?"

So, mom won’t leave him to work like a horse for the Tian Family?

"That’s right, I gave everything to the Tian Family, but they wanted to sell my precious son, how can I stay with them?"

Ms. Hetian naturally said, emphasizing the words "precious son" with particular ease.

He Xiaobao was a bit shy, secretly delighted, but still quietly asked, "Mom, am I your precious son?"

As precious as Tian Fugui, the treasure of the family?

"Of course. You are my life; if I lost you, mom wouldn’t want to live either!"

Ms. Hetian wasn’t joking, speaking with great seriousness.

"No, I don’t want mom to die. Let’s both be well!"

He Xiaobao’s little heart felt as if it was soaked in a hot spring, warm, hot, with a slight tinge of sourness.

However, while being moved, He Xiaobao didn’t want to hear such ominous words, so he covered Ms. Hetian’s mouth with his small hand and urgently said, "Mom, I won’t die, and you don’t die either, okay?"

"Okay! We mother and son must live well!"

What natal family, what brothers and nephews, none of them are more important than herself and her son.

For the rest of her life, she would no longer do those foolish things sacrificing herself for others.

She would only live for herself and her son.

Having discussed everything thoroughly, Ms. Hetian didn’t treat He Xiaobao as a child but as a member of the family, with patience.

And He Xiaobao? He completely forgave his mother’s past absences. In his young heart, his real mom had become his most important and trusted person.

"Hmm? Someone’s spying again!"

Ms. Hetian, while warmly interacting with her son, was also secretly calculating the supplies in the donkey cart.

With her six senses becoming exceptionally sharp, she managed her multi-tasking while still catching that spying gaze.

Ms. Hetian adjusted her angle, making sure not to make her action look too abrupt, yet clear enough to observe the spy.

Zhaodi!

It was indeed her again.

This time, Qiu Zhaodi was quite close, just a few steps away.

She was hiding behind a large rock, and since she was skinny, when she curled up, the grass concealed her, making her not very conspicuous.

But Ms. Hetian’s eyesight was so sharp that she spotted her immediately.

Being closer, Ms. Hetian could clearly see her expression.

Hmm, that girl was observing He Xiaobao with a look of pity again.

Moreover, Qiu Zhaodi’s way of looking at people was strange, besides pity, there was also a vague and indescribable feeling.

Ms. Hetian thought for a while and finally realized -

Qiu Zhaodi was obviously a more pitiable child herself, yet when she looked at He Xiaobao, there was a strange sense of superiority.

As if she was some omniscient deity, having opened the God’s Eye View.

She seemed to know that something bad was going to happen to He Xiaobao!

Could it be that Old Lady Han’s plan to sell Xiaobao had already leaked out?