Mu Lianshen returned to the Mu family and saw the white porridge prepared by Chen Ye on the dining table.
Seeing him come in, Wei Xue Ze said, "Lian Shen, come and have some porridge. You haven't eaten much in two days."
"Is there any wine...?"
Hearing his words, Chen Ye and Wei Xue Ze looked at each other and saw the expression of "as expected" in each other's eyes.
Just now the two were still guessing that the kid would definitely not give him a good face this time.
You can tell from his expression that you guessed right.
Chen Ye smiled and pushed the porridge to him. "There is no wine, only porridge. Eat it yourself. I am sleepy and I am going to sleep."
"Lian Shen, I'm going to sleep too. After you finish your porridge, remember to wash the pots and bowls in the kitchen."
Wei Xue Ze also followed Chen Ye back to the room.
Mu Lianshen was the only one in the living room now.
He sat at the dining table, stunned for a long while, then lowered his eyes and drank the porridge bit by bit.
I picked up the bowl and walked into the kitchen, and cleaned out the dishes and chopsticks that had been soaking in water for a long time.
Although it was late at night, it was possible that he had slept too much.
Not even a lick of sleepiness.
Then I cleaned up the entire kitchen.
Then I went back to the room, lay on the bed, and stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.
...
Since Fu Xiao fell asleep in the room, she has been recalling her past life.
In her previous life, she was an orphan.
He grew up in a very backward orphanage.
In novels or TV dramas, there are always many people who come to adopt children from orphanages.
But that's not reality.
The orphanage where she lived was located in a very remote small county town. As far as she knew, most of the children here were abandoned. As far as she could remember, she had never seen a child being adopted.
In reality, this orphanage hardly receives donations from wealthy people.
Don’t even think about donations to charities on TV. Such things don’t exist in a small county town with no publicity value.
They all live on government assistance.
But how can we be sure about the relief?
So there is competition in this orphanage. If you are too weak, the food in your hands will be taken away.
The staff at the orphanage are all in charge of very young children who are unable to take care of themselves.
For older children, it is inevitable that there will be negligence in management.
When she was four or five years old, she started to compete with others for food.
At first she knew nothing and the food given to her was always snatched away. After going hungry once or twice, she began to imitate the children who snatched food.
At first, he protected his own share, and later he snatched it from others.
When she's older, she can go to school.
But it's only free for nine years.
Fortunately, a kind teacher told her that the school would waive tuition and miscellaneous fees for students who study well, and sometimes even offer scholarships.
So she is almost always among the top three in every exam.
Although the school waived tuition and miscellaneous fees, she still had to eat.
So after school and on holidays, you can always see her small body working in various restaurants.
Her classmates all knew her background and didn’t seem to like playing with her, so she had no friends.
She still remembers the looks in the eyes of her classmates whenever she met them outside while working.
There was contempt, disdain, pity, and even worse, some bullies began to bully.
Of course she would not accept it submissively.
I learned in the orphanage that endurance is useless.
On the contrary, she fought harder than anyone else, so they didn't dare to bully her anymore.
But no one paid any attention to her.
She experienced these isolations numbly...
Faced with the ridicule of her classmates, she did not feel any embarrassment or awkwardness.
As long as we can survive, why can't we abandon our pride and self-esteem?...
But sometimes she still wonders what kind of people her parents are.
Why abandon her?
Maybe it's not abandonment, but is there some hardship behind it?
She hates holidays, no matter what they are.
Whenever a festival comes, the Internet is full of publicity and the streets are full of families.
Every time at this time, she would feel particularly lonely.
During the Chinese New Year, thousands of lights are lit outside, and the reunion day...
Only she is always alone.
Even the Qingming Festival is a scene of commemorating family members.
She didn't even have anyone to pay tribute to her.
Whenever she couldn't bear it any longer, she would find a cemetery and cry loudly in front of an unfamiliar tombstone...
If you cry on this day, no one will say anything to you.
At most, when you are crying, the family of this tombstone happens to come over and look at you with a subtle look.
Every time she vents, she will be revived with full blood.
She studied hard and was admitted to a good university, thinking that she could finally have a new life.
At this time, the end of the world has come...
In order to survive, she began a new round of desperate efforts.
She died at the end of the world and thought she was dead. There was no point in living anyway, so she was quite happy at the time.
Come to another world.
Falling into a very warm embrace, "Dear little Xiaoxiao, I am your aunt, welcome home." This is Li Xiufen.
She felt a wrinkled hand stroking her hair, and when she looked up, she saw Grandpa Fu's face. "Be good, call me Grandpa from now on..."
The honest uncle Fu Wei Bo went up the mountain alone to look for her. When he found her, he did not blame her but said gently: "Let's go, let's talk about it when we get home."
The tough second uncle looked at her with eyes full of doting: "Xiaoxiao, I am your second uncle..."
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