Finally, they came out of the platform. Zhao Qingjie carried the luggage to the corner, "Xuemei. Wait here, I'll go check what time the train is."
Qi Xuemei nodded, pulling her son to sit on the luggage.
"Zhiping, when your dad comes over, I'll buy you a candied hawthorn.
Next time when you see something you like, tell me, and I'll buy it for you. Standing there silently, what if someone takes you away?
You wouldn't be able to find your dad and us, and then you wouldn't have a home anymore.
They kidnap children to eat them. Just like killing a pig, they kill them and then cook the meat."
Qi Xuemei was just trying to scare her little son, thinking she must make him afraid from the inside out.
If the child really got lost, Qi Xuemei figured she wouldn't be able to live either.
Zhiping finally got scared. He burst into tears, "Mom, I won't dare anymore from now on."
