Yang Muyi simply smiled and patted the child's head, then said to Shen Jing, "Why aren't you eating your porridge?"
"I'm full, you can eat." Shen Jing leaned back in her chair.
"I...I've already eaten."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Yang Muyi's stomach started rumbling.
The two children didn't think anything of it.
But Yang Muyi glanced at Chen Jing somewhat awkwardly, "Porridge is just easier to digest."
Shen Jing pushed the white porridge and the last sweet potato toward her, "Eat it."
Yang Muyi could no longer hold back.
She picked up a spoon and began to eat the bowl of fragrant rice porridge.
In fact, those scumbags didn't have much supplies left.
The rice used to cook porridge now is the rent paid by Shen Jing, while the sweet potatoes are the "wages" that those people brought back last night.
Yang Muyi knew that Shen Jing didn't want to take advantage of them.
But now, I can eat such delicious porridge and fill my stomach, all thanks to Chen Jing's help. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said as calmly as possible, "I don't need to pay rent anymore, and I don't need instant noodles either."
In every respect, there are only benefits to Shen Jing moving in.
Surrounded by a cannibalistic world, she might not be able to save her two children...
Shen Jing shook her head. "We ate the sweet potatoes too, so the bill is already settled."
It's as if she ambushed those people just for the sweet potatoes.
But Yang Muyi insisted, "In the future... if I need anything, I might need your help..."
So, he wanted to entrust his children to someone before his death.
Even though it's troublesome, Shen Jing still prefers to pay the rent!
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