Lin Xiaoxiao slept until five or six in the evening. When she woke up, the little kid held his face in his hands and lay beside her bed looking at her. When he saw that she was awake, he immediately said.

"Sister, my second brother cooked rice porridge and also made pancakes."

After a nap, Lin Xiaoxiao felt hungry. When she heard that there were pancakes to eat, she got up quickly.

There was nothing special about the pancakes made by Lin Rui, he just added a little more oil. I don’t know if it’s because this body has never eaten anything good, but he actually thought it was pretty good.

Before she knew it, she ate too much.

…

After what happened last time, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't want to borrow a sewing machine again. She took out the cloth she bought, trimmed it, and started making handmade underwear.

Little Milk Bag sat next to him and watched with great interest, while Lin Xiaoxiao chatted with him intermittently.

"Milk bag, you stayed at home all afternoon and didn't go out to play?"

"I have to watch the snails and not let them run away." The snails would always crawl out of the basin, and he would pick them up.

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled. "Snail runs very slowly and can't get out of the house. Next time you go out to play, you don't need to watch."

He is so young and it is time to play. When school starts in the second half of the year, you can send him to school with his milk bag.

The little kid didn't say anything. He lowered his head and stirred his two fingers together restlessly. After a while, he said something in a very low voice.

“No one plays with me.”

Lin Xiaoxiao paused in sewing and asked softly, "Why don't they play with you?"

Little Milk Bag is a more mature boy. He is not the kind of naughty kid who likes to hit others. There are so many children in the village, he should not be without friends.

"Brother Xiaocheng said I was a wild child picked up from a garbage dump and wouldn't let anyone else play with me."

Lin Xiaocheng not only instigated others not to play with Xiao Naibao, but if anyone insisted on playing with Xiao Naibao, he would join forces with other children to beat them up. Bullying Xiao Naibao was a common occurrence.

Seeing the little kid speaking cautiously, Lin Xiaoxiao felt a pang of sadness. Such a small and innocent child must be hurt by being treated like this, right?

She hugged the little kid into her arms and said, "Don't listen to their nonsense. They are just jealous that their brothers and sisters are so nice to you."

"Play with whoever you like. If Lin Xiaocheng dares to bully you again, I'll beat him till his teeth are all over the floor."

Hearing this, the little kid looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, which suddenly became very bright, like little stars in the night sky. But before long, the light inside turned into confusion.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm so touched." Has she become prettier?

"Sister, you didn't care about these things before. You only listened to Sister Nuonuo."

In the past, Lin Xiaoxiao always spent time with Lin Nuo, and the two of them would whisper and laugh together.

He was bullied, and Lin Nuo said it was normal for children to fight and quarrel with each other, so Lin Xiaoxiao believed him.

“…”

What a sin!

No wonder the original owner was a supporting female role. With that kind of brain, it would be a waste of talent if she wasn't a supporting female role.

Children's thoughts are very simple, especially little Milk Bag, who only has brothers and sisters in his life. Lin Xiaoxiao comforted him with a few words and he fell asleep happily.

Lin Xiaoxiao sewed two pairs of underwear for herself and her baby, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Before going to bed, she secretly decided that she must not let the little kid be bullied by others again.