Chapter 947: Ugly is the heart (4)

The little beggar cried.
Yang Zi was so angry that he took him back from the woman and yelled, "What are you doing? Are you still a mother?"
"What am I doing that? It's my business. My son will do whatever I want. Don't worry about it."
The woman reached out and wanted to hug the little boy again, and Yang Zimei ducked away.
"Sister, I do n’t want to talk to my mother. Every day I do n’t have enough money to beg, she will hit me, do n’t give me food, and I wo n’t wear new clothes, oh, my sister will take me away.

The little beggar cried sadly, and grabbed Yang Zimei's arm as if she were afraid of letting go, so she didn't want him.
Yang Zimei's heart tightened.
"Xiao Jin, you bitch, what do you say?"
The woman scolded, "I won't kill you today, I'm not human."
After speaking, she raised her palm to hit the beggar in Yang Zimei's arms.
Yang Zimei reached out and grabbed her wrist. The black pupil was as cold as a man, piercing the woman.
The woman was five big and three thick, and her strength was not small, but Yang Zimei grabbed her wrist without moving.
She was frightened by Yang Zimei's cold eyes like a sharp blade. The original fierce look softened, "You ... you don't have to worry about it. This is my child. I want to fight and scold. It is my business. Outsiders Not control. "
"Foreigners can't control it? Haven't you heard that in this society ruled by law, even parents can't beat their children casually, and you treat him like this, I will go to the police station to tell you that you are child abuse!"
Yang Zimei said angrily.
She couldn't figure out, how could there be such a mother in this world!
"I don't believe your gossip. I just hit my son. The emperor can't help me."
Where does the woman know what laws? In her mind, the child is the parent's private property, which can be scolded and disposed of.
"Then let's go to the police station."
Because of Ye Qing, Yang Zimei had nosy affairs this time, and she could no longer return this child named Xiao Jin to this woman with a vicious heart and disregard for her flesh and blood.
"I won't go to the police station, I won't go to the police station ..."
Regardless of whether or not they break the law, as ordinary people, they are afraid to deal with the police. Although this woman thinks that she has no violations, she still doesn't want to go to the police station, so she yells constantly.
"You must go if you don't go, otherwise, just give me Xiaojin and I will raise him."
Yang Zimei said coldly.
"You support? What do you support? Even if you have the money to support them, I can't allow you to support them. That's my child. I have to support myself. Without him, I can't live."
Women shouted.
"Oh, wouldn't you be able to live without him begging for money on the street every day? Go gambling with a begging money from a disabled son, a woman like you is really not worthy of a mother!"
Yang Zimei sneered, "Even if it is a court trial, Xiao Jin will not let you back to you."
"My son makes money for my use, which is a hindrance to you? Oh, I see. You must be a liar group. You want to take away my money and help you beg and make money. But he can earn at least 50 every day. Lord of the blocks. "
The woman's face suddenly realized.
"Snapped!"
Yang Zimei raised her slap and slapped her hard.
She was really angry.
In these two generations, she has also experienced a variety of chilly worlds, and she has seen a lot of superb products. However, this kind of child who totally takes the bitter life as a tool for making money has never seen it.

[So sleepy, good night, see you tomorrow! 】