Chapter 233 (Catching Bugs)
"Ayin, it's time to eat."
In the dim room, a girl was curled up on the floor beside the bed with a dull look in her eyes. The door was not locked, so when it was pushed open from the outside, bright light poured in.
But the person who pushed the door open was also a girl.
A girl with extensive burns all over her body, twisted and winding scars covering her cheeks and all exposed skin, and her eyes were equally dull.
The two girls looked to be about ten years old.
When Wu Yin heard the shouting, she looked up towards the door. The face illuminated by the light was covered with traces of tears.
Yun Mian stood at the door, his eyes fixed on her face for a moment, without saying anything useless to comfort her, he just repeated softly: "Come out to eat, I made rice with lard, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
"...Okay." Wu Yin spoke in a hoarse voice after a long time.
Yunmian let go of the door handle and went to the living room to get the food first.
In the bedroom, Wu Yin wiped the tears from her face, sniffed, took a deep breath to adjust her mood, and then followed him out.
In the living room, Yun Mian saw her come out and put a small bowl of rice mixed with lard on her seat.
After putting down the spoon for rice, Yun Mian brought out a small bowl of oil residue sprinkled with sugar from the kitchen and placed it on the dining table, then sat down with chopsticks in her hand.
"Let's try it. The pork fat that the uncle at the market gave me today will be enough for us to use for a long time."
Yun Mian said this and pushed the small bowl towards Wu Yin again.
Wu Yin blinked hard to cover up, wiped away the last bit of dry tears, and then tried to scoop a spoonful of lard into her mouth.
There was no doubt that it was delicious, but she bit the spoon and tears fell one by one when she looked at Yunmian.
"Mianmian, I want to transfer schools..." she said softly, her tone revealing the grievance and resentment that could not be concealed.
"You've been bullied again." Yun Mian stated calmly.
"..." Wu Yin did not answer, but just lowered her head and scooped a large spoonful of lard rice into her mouth.
This bowl of lard rice looks greasy, but in fact, although the soy sauce and lard perfectly wrap each grain of rice, the taste is just right. Every bite is so satisfying and healing that she can't help but want to cry.
Yun Mian stopped eating and looked at her. The large, hideous, flesh-red burns on her face made her look more like an ugly monster, and her voice became hoarse and unpleasant from being burned by the fireworks.
She said, "You are not afraid of being bullied, you are afraid of Li Zhaozhao, right?"
She has always been so sharp, from the beginning to now after the fire ended. Time has not made her lose this sharpness, but she herself has become riddled with holes and scars.
Wu Yin clearly saw her tears falling onto the bowl of lard rice, one by one...
She raised her head and cried, "I couldn't choose where I was born, but why? Why does she have everything, but I have nothing? Whether it's the Li family or Wu Wan, they all love her and hold her in their hands. They love her so much, why did they give birth to me and raise me? Is it just to make her happy when I grow up?"
At home, Wu Wan would always ask her if she had seen Li Zhaozhao at school, and ask her if Li Zhaozhao was doing well, whether he had lost weight or grown taller, and whether he was eating well.
At the school gate, she would always see familiar drivers and the Li couple, who had never put down their work to pick her up when she was a child. No matter how busy they were, they would always take time to pick Li Zhaozhao up from school.
In school, Li Zhaozhao is an excellent student in the eyes of teachers, a favorite among classmates, and a classmate and friend that everyone likes. There will always be someone to stand up for her, and she will always be cared for and protected...
And Wu Yin is just a small and pathetic mouse compared to Li Zhaozhao's halo.
Ever since the first time she couldn't help but stop Li Zhaozhao from provoking her, Wu Yin's school life became difficult.
Exclusion, bullying, pranks, sarcasm, being dragged to the toilet for a lesson, suddenly having no pen before the exam...
All these things were spontaneous actions of those classmates, just to stand up for Li Zhaozhao. Li Zhaozhao herself was protected very well. She even couldn't remember how important Wu Yin's current mother Wu Wan was to her when she was little.
So to Li Zhaozhao, Wu Yin was more like an inexplicable stranger. She didn't pay attention to Wu Yin's life. Her own life was filled with everyone's care and love, and almost everything she saw was truth, goodness and beauty.
But as Yun Mian said, Wu Yin is not afraid of those who bully her. She will fight back one by one, even if the next time she faces more excessive bullying.
"...I'm not afraid of her, I just don't want to see her again." The back of Wu Yin's hands were covered with traces of tears. She emphasized in a muffled voice: "I don't want to see her so happy and blessed. I don't want to see her being better than me in every way and being praised by everyone. I don't want to be a tool for Wu Wan to understand Li Zhaozhao anymore!"
She seldom went home, and even when she did, she would just have a big fight with Wu Wan and then come to Yunmian's place to stay.
The two children depended on each other despite being rejected by everyone. No one taught them, no one cared about them, and they grew up stumbling along, supporting each other.
Yun Mian wanted to reach out and help her wipe away her tears, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw the flesh-red skin that had grown on her hand where the flesh had been cut off. She was stunned for a moment, then took out a tissue and handed it to her, then put her hand into her sleeve to cover up.
"If you want to transfer schools, then do it." She lowered her head and ate her meal slowly, lowering her eyes and saying, "Aunt Wu, I'll take care of you. You go to the new school and study hard. My mother said that only by going to college can you find a good job and no longer have to work hard to earn money. I can't go to school, but you can."
With her appearance and without parents or guardians, almost no school would accept her. Yunmian also didn't want to go to an unfamiliar school and be stared at and talked about by countless strange eyes.
Wu Yin always remembered Yunmian's words, and also remembered the bowl of lard rice mixed with her tears, so she studied very hard afterwards, tried her best to make a name for herself, and wanted to live a decent life with Mianmian.
But Mianmian did not wait until that time, and Wu Yin did not completely let go of all her obsession with Li Zhaozhao until her death.
The two children who would snuggle together to spend the difficult nights when they were young, neither of them expected that they would die one day in the future. Life is so short and the end is so abrupt that they don’t even know who to leave their last words to.
"Sister, why are you crying?" The childish concern in her ear brought Wu Yin back to her senses.
Yun Mian looked at her with concern, reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face that had not yet fallen into the bowl, then leaned in and hugged her, comforting her softly: "Sister, don't cry~ Are you missing home? Mom said that you will have a new home in the future, and we can go to school together. I am very good at school and can protect you~"
After saying that, she gently patted her sister's head, just like her mother used to pat her to comfort her.
The two adults at the dinner table also looked at Wu Yin.
Wu Wan was a little at a loss. He reached out and pulled out a tissue and handed it over, his tone showing concern: "Ayin..."
Wu Yin raised her hand to wipe away her tears. For the first time, she did not use reason to convince herself to accept Wu Wan, who had done nothing in this life. Instead, she turned around and hugged Yun Mian, burying her head in the child's neck, and finally vented all the grievances and longings from her previous life while crying.
When she got the first place in the exam for the first time, Mianmian was happier than anyone else. She spent a lot of money to buy a pig's trotter to stew for her, and told her with a smile that she should keep working hard and get the first place in the exam every day in the future.
When she did terribly on her final exam because her family affected her mood and grades, Mianmian sat on a small stool and helped her make dumplings. After they were made and cooked, she found a round coin in the dumpling. Mianmian sat opposite her and said, "This coin is a hidden dumpling. Whoever eats it will have a smooth test next time."
In fact, only Wu Yin needed to take the next exam, and Yun Mian marked the dumpling and put it in her bowl.
Before the college entrance examination, she was nervous and worried that she would not do well in the exam. Yunmian and she each held half a watermelon and said to her: "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam. At worst, I will cook at home and you can sell it at a stall. Although you won't make much money, we can always live well."
But Mianmian did not live to adulthood, and Wu Yin did not live up to her expectations.
The fifteen-year-long longing spanned a whole lifetime of longing. Wu Yin never thought that he would see Mianmian again.
Seeing this little girl with a fair and clean face, dimples when she smiles, bright and round eyes, and a healthy body, Mianmian.
Everything seemed like a dream from which one could not wake up. Wu Yin did not care how much love and happiness Li Zhaozhao would receive in the future. She endured it for a few days. It was not until now, when she ate this bowl of lard rice that tasted exactly the same, that she truly confirmed that she had embraced Yun Mian again, whom she had not seen for fifteen years.
Yunmian is still a chubby little bun.
Yunmian hugged Sister Yinyin in a daze, and soon she felt that the clothes on her shoulders seemed to be all wet by Sister Yinyin's tears.
The child looked at her mother for help. She was still in the middle class of kindergarten and she didn't have enough vocabulary to comfort others...
Yun Jinyan rubbed her daughter's hair and said gently, "You've been tired all day. Mianmian, take your sister Ayin to our house to sleep for a while. When you wake up, mom will bring you food."
Yunmian touched the back of sister Yinyin's head and asked her softly, "Sister, do you want to go to my house to sleep? My house is so nice and soft, and there are lots of toys and snacks. I can share them with you~"
Wu Yin nodded while crying.
When she and Yun Mian arrived at the door of the Yun family hand in hand, Wu Yin looked at the familiar house number and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
This was the place where she hid from all the unpleasant things in the outside world in her previous life, and it was the home where she and her friend Yunmian depended on each other for survival.
Everything seemed to have gone back to the previous life when they were very young and had no mother to take care of them.
Yunmian tiptoed to open the door, found her cute puppy slippers for her sister to change into, and then took her to the bedroom to sleep.
Everything had a familiar layout, but there were many more things that had been sealed away from the previous life.
Wu Yin quietly looked at every corner of the room, and then when Yun Mian was about to close the door and go out, she called her in a hoarse voice.
Yunmian: “…”
Mom, this little girl is so clingy that she even needs me to accompany her to sleep.
But looking at her sister's red eyes and thinking that she had just come to a strange place and had a new mother, Yun Mian's heart softened again.
Mianmian: (sighs) Too clingy!
Who wouldn't want to have a nice sleep hugging a Mianmian puppy?
Happy Children's Day, my darlings. I'll update for the kids tomorrow!
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
1 Zishujun;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Plum is so deep that winter is not seen 259 bottles;
Years 146 bottles;
Shangguan Yanzhi, Gui. 40 bottles;
Jenny 33 bottles;
AA 30 bottles;
Hawaiian style 20 bottles;
56638162, endless night, the state of mind, strong liquor as betrothal, divorce with two children 10 bottles;
47253186 5 bottles;
Lazy, also picked 3 bottles;
Over the years, 28281713 1 bottle;
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