The three little guys ate very politely. Although they ate very fast, they ate neatly.

Seeing them eating the porridge so happily, Song Zhi also felt hungry. She quickly picked up the bowl and took a bite. Just one bite made her put the bowl down silently. It still had that familiar unpleasant taste.

"Sister, why don't you eat?"

San Ya saw her put down the bowl after taking a bite and asked in confusion.

"I'm not very hungry." Song Zhi curled her lips, feeling embarrassed to admit that she was a picky eater.

She gave them some of the porridge and reluctantly ate a small bowl and an egg to make up for the meal.

After the three little guys finished eating, they took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Song Zhi looked at the three small figures and suddenly thought of something. She stood up and took an iron can, poured some hot water to make a cup of malted milk for each of them, and also made a cup for herself.

"Come here and drink this."

The three little guys looked at the three cups of yellow stuff, not knowing what it was, but they listened to Song Zhi's words, picked them up carefully, and took a sip.

The aroma of wheat mixed with the sweet taste immediately captured their taste buds. The three little ones' eyes suddenly lit up and they began to drink it in big gulps.

Seeing that they were drinking with relish, Song Zhi also picked up the cup and took a sip. The first sip was a rich wheat aroma mixed with a hint of milk. It was not very sweet, but very delicious.

It still tastes like what I remember!

Song Zhi sighed in his heart.

After drinking a whole cup, the three little guys put down the cup and licked their lips with satisfaction.

They had never tasted anything so delicious! It was fragrant and sweet, just as delicious as the candy that the big sister gave them yesterday!

The three little guys looked at Song Zhi with admiration in their eyes. They thought she was so amazing that she could always come up with such delicious food.

Facing those three pairs of sparkling eyes, Song Zhi curled his lips and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink more?"

She remembered that when she was a child, all the children around her loved to drink malted milk.

Malted milk has a fatal attraction to children!

The three little ones frowned in confusion, twisted their fingers and hesitated for a long time, then shook their heads.

"We don't want to drink anymore. We're full."

Dabao said immediately, and used his eyes to restrain Erbao and Sanya.

They have already eaten enough of Song Zhi's food.

Brother Qiu taught them not to push their luck.

"Are you really not going to drink anymore?"

Song Zhi looked at the three little guys whose eyes were full of desire but who were still insisting on ordering, and deliberately waved the bottle of malted milk in front of them.

"If you don't drink it, I'll put it away and you won't be able to drink it in the future." She teased deliberately.

Who would have thought that the three little guys didn't change their words.

"Yeah, we really don't drink anymore."

They thought they were disguising themselves well, but their constant swallowing and their eyes almost glued to the jar of malted milk still revealed what they were thinking at the moment.

"A lying child is not cute at all."

Song Zhi tapped their foreheads unhappily.

"Didn't your brother Qiu teach you not to lie?"

Hearing this, the three little guys' faces immediately turned red, and they hung their heads in shame and embarrassment, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

Seeing them like this, Song Zhi stopped teasing them and said generously, "I'll make some for you."

There's still plenty of malted milk on the shelves in her supermarket.

Seeing Song Zhi quickly make two cups and was about to make the third cup.

San Ya gritted her teeth, ran over and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and said timidly, "Sister, can you please not soak mine for now?"

"What's wrong?" Song Zhi looked down at her curiously.

San Ya mustered up her courage and spoke.

"I want to bring it back for Brother Qiu to drink. Brother Qiu must have never tasted something this good. I want him to try it too."

Seeing the little girl feeling uneasy because of such a small request, Song Zhi reached out and rubbed her head soothingly.

He took out a clean iron lunch box from the cabinet nearby, poured most of the malted milk into it from the can of malted milk, closed the lid of the lunch box tightly, and then handed it to San Ya.

"Take this lunch box back with you. Just remember to bring it back to me tomorrow."

San Ya held the lunch box carefully, her eyes suddenly turned red. After hearing Song Zhi's words, she suddenly started crying while holding the lunch box.

Tears as big as beans fell on Song Zhi's hands, and Song Zhi looked at her in surprise and confusion.

Is this child's mood so unstable? He says it's going to rain and it starts to rain?

"Why are you crying?"

Song Zhi hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and asked.

San Ya sobbed and sobbed, her small shoulders trembling constantly. She looked at Song Zhi with red eyes and stammered, "Except for Brother Qiu, no one has ever been so kind to me. Sister, you are such a good person. You are the best person I have ever met besides Brother Qiu..."

The little girl was crying so hard that her nose was full of snot bubbles, but she kept giving herself the good guy card. Song Zhi didn't know what to say for a moment.

When Dabao and Erbao heard what Sanya said, they lowered their heads and their eyes turned red.

"Why are you crying? These are just trivial matters. Don't take it to heart."

Song Zhi coaxed them with a headache.

Although she had given birth to a child in her previous life, she had no experience in coaxing children. Her Qingbai was very well-behaved and rarely cried when he was a child.

Her words made the three little ones cry.

Looking at the three of them shaking their shoulders, Song Zhi had no choice but to shut up and silently handed them a handkerchief to wipe their tears.

"Are the people in the village not nice to you?"

She was silent for a while, then asked.

Given what happened to these three of them, many people should feel pity for them and won't treat them too badly.

San Ya nodded, then shook her head, leaving Song Zhi confused and even more confused as to what was going on.

It was Dabao who explained, "We have a bad background and have stolen things before. People in the village hate us."

Having said this, he choked again and looked down at his toes.

"No one wants to pay attention to us. Da Niu and Er Niu also look down on us, saying that we are poor and unworthy of playing with them. Only Brother Qiu will take care of us."

"Brother Qiu left all the good things for us and taught us how to read. If it weren't for Brother Qiu, we would have long ago..."

The three little guys choked up when they talked about this.

Although they were young, they suffered from all kinds of contempt and hardships, and starvation was just the simplest of them.

After hearing these words, Song Zhi was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She didn't expect their lives to be so hard.

She looked at the thin shoulders of the three little cubs and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Her kindness to them was not pure.

Song Zhi felt a little ashamed.

Thinking of their future, Song Zhi's heart sank.

Since she has the opportunity to change the future, she might as well give them a hand.