[Chapter 13: Changes in the Shen Family]

Chapter 13: Changes in the Shen Family

The three of them worked in the kitchen for two or three hours.

Fortunately, Shen Lubai had fallen asleep at this time, otherwise he would have fainted from hunger.

Under the repeated guidance of Uncle Zhang and Uncle Chen, Huo Ting finally cooked it. He not only cooked porridge, but also made chicken soup.

At first, Zhang Bo was watching at the door, but in the end he couldn't bear it anymore and immediately joined the battle between the two of them.

After trying several times, it was finally ready to eat, and Huo Ting brought the soup and porridge upstairs with satisfaction.

But at this moment the kitchen was indeed in a mess, with pots, pans, and bowls scattered everywhere on the floor and table.

There were several failed products in the sink.

Uncle Zhang followed Huo Ting upstairs, and Uncle Chen quietly cleaned up the "aftermath" for his young master in the kitchen.

Huo Ting walked in gently and saw Shen Lubai still sleeping in bed, with no sign of waking up.

So he put the soup aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked the boy's little pink hair.

"Xiaobai, get up and drink your porridge. Eat until you are full before going to sleep."

Shen Lubai heard the sound in a daze in his sleep, opened his eyes and found Huo Ting in the room.

"Huh? Didn't you just go out?"

"My dear, it's already 5 o'clock in the afternoon."

Huh? I slept for so long, but he still felt very sleepy and weak.

"Be good, get up and drink before going to sleep."

With the help of Huo Ting, Shen Lubai sat up reluctantly.

Zhang Bo stood aside and immediately brought the porridge on the table to Huo Ting, smiling and saying, "Master Shen, this porridge was made by the Master himself, please try it."

Shen Lubai looked up at Huo Ting in surprise.

He actually went to the kitchen to cook for himself. Just now he thought Huo Ting would let Uncle Chen do it directly.

Huo Ting is such a proud person, but he actually cooks for himself.

It would be a lie to say that I'm not moved.

Looking at the boy's piercing eyes, Huo Ting suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

So he pretended to cough lightly and said, "Try it and see how it tastes. This is my first time making it, so I don't know if it's good or not."

“I’m sure your cooking will be delicious.”

Shen Lubai took the bowl from Zhang Bo's hand, but was turned away by Huo Ting halfway.

"Be careful, it's hot. I'll feed you."

In fact, Huo Ting was still a little nervous. After all, it was his first time. He was afraid that if he didn't do well, Shen Lubai would not be friends with him in the future.

After Huo Ting made sure that the porridge was not hot, he served a spoonful to Shen Lubai.

Shen Lubai took a sip, then another sip, and then smacked his lips.

"Huo Ting, didn't you add salt?"

"Yes, but considering your health, you can only eat light food now."

After Huo Ting finished speaking, he put the porridge aside, and then picked up the chicken soup aside.

"Here, try this."

When the chicken soup was served, Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhang both tasted it and found it to be neither too salty nor too bland, just the right flavor.

Unfortunately, after Shen Lubai drank a few sips, he still felt that it had no taste at all, just like boiled water.

That's impossible.

Huo Ting also took a sip and confirmed that it had a taste, but it was a little lighter.

It was Zhang Bo who was more experienced and said, "I guess the young master has a cold and has lost his sense of taste for the time being."

Shen Lubai let out a distressed cry when he heard what Uncle Zhang said.

"Ah, then wouldn't it be a waste of Huo Ting's intentions?"

What's more, this is Huo Ting's first time cooking.

"It's okay. When you're better, if you want to eat, I can continue to cook for you."

"real?"

Huo Ting hummed, and then asked Zhang Bo to take these things away.

"Are you still sleepy?"

Shen Lubai nodded and shook his head.

Huo Ting smiled. "So am I sleepy or not?"

"I'm sleepy, but I want to look at you."

Huo Ting's heart suddenly softened.

"Be good, I'll sleep with you."

Then Huo Ting changed into home clothes and lay beside Shen Lubai.

As soon as Huo Ting lay down, Shen Lubai turned over and rolled into his arms.

Then I found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

Huo Ting patted Shen Lubai's back gently, looking at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, and felt that no matter how much he loved him, it was not enough.

More than ten years have passed, and Huo Ting still vaguely remembers what he looked like when he first saw Shen Lubai.

At that time, he was just a very small baby, as white and plump as a glutinous rice dumpling and very cute. He followed me closely and called me brother.

At that time, Huo Ting just thought that this little guy was really annoying. His short legs were so short, but he ran so fast that he couldn't get rid of him even after following him.

The next time we met was at his parents' funeral.

The little milk bag has become a little bigger, but it is still a little milk bag.

Huo Ting was just in the first year of high school at that time. At that time, the relationship between the Huo and Shen families was very good, especially when Grandpa Huo and Grandpa Shen were young, they were brothers who were as close as brothers.

Huo Ting vaguely remembered that the sky was gray at that time and a heavy rain was coming.

Not many people came to Shen's parents' funeral.

More than half of the people who used to be on good terms with the Shen family did not come. In fact, it was all about interests. Without interests, there would naturally be no relationship.

The little milk bag, who used to smile when she saw Huo Ting, now has eyes like two walnuts.

She stood in front of the tombstone and cried, calling out "Dad and Mom" ​​all the time.

At that time, it was Old Man Shen who kept coaxing him, and the atmosphere in the entire cemetery was very depressing.

Then Huo Ting felt that his feet were out of his control and walked over.

When Shen Lubai saw Huo Ting, he rushed over and shouted, "Brother Huo Ting, why don't Mom and Dad want me?"

Huo Ting couldn't tell what he felt when he saw the little one crying and almost fainting.

I just felt inexplicably blocked in my heart by this atmosphere.

"My dear little Bai, Mom and Dad don't abandon you. They just went to a very far place. When you grow up, they will come back to find you."

"Our Xiaobai is so pretty and cute, how could mom and dad bear to give you up?"

"Really?"

Shen Lubai cried and sobbed, "But they all told me that I no longer have a father and a mother..."

"You still have me with you, don't worry, I will never leave you."

Not long after, Mr. Shen couldn't stand the blow of seeing his son die before him, so he left.

The side branches of the Shen family were only concerned with dividing up the Shen family's property, and no one cared about Shen Lubai at all.

Later, Huo Ting went to Shen's house to find Shen Lubai, and found that he was snatching food from the dog at home. The white, clean, cute and delicate little milk bag had completely changed.

The white school uniform he was wearing had turned yellow and black, and it was obvious that it had not been washed for several days.

And his hair and face were all messy.

Happily eating the food snatched from the dog's mouth.