The landlord nodded, as long as the child has somewhere to go and doesn't bother her.
Ye Qing looked at Hua Hua in the landlord's arms, and the child was crying his heart out, completely soaked.
"Hua Hua?"
"Hey... Isn't this the kid's mother? Finally, someone who can handle things is here." The neighbor across the door recognized Ye Qing immediately.
"What's wrong with your family, leaving the kid alone in the room for two days, are you trying to starve the child?"
"I'm sorry, we were negligent, yes. Hua Hua, my Hua Hua." Ye Qing hurriedly took the child from the landlord, looking around for dry clothes.
These people, who knows how long they've been here, just thinking about their own homes, who really cares about the child?
