"Brother, do you smell the fragrance?" Beibei snorted, and a fragrance of white rice porridge wafted over. Just smelling the fragrance made her feel so happy.
Dabao smelled it.
"Who is cooking porridge? It smells so good!"
The two children sniffed the aroma of the rice porridge greedily, with satisfied smiles on their faces.
We haven't tasted white rice porridge for a long time.
Gu Qinghuan walked over slowly, holding a flashlight in one hand and an aluminum lunch box in the other.
It was impossible for her to have a flashlight originally, so she found it in the emergency box in the villa.
It was late at night, and there was not even a kerosene lamp, let alone electric lights or flashlights, so I could use a flashlight first.
A strong light hit the kang.
A slender figure appeared before his eyes. At first glance, it looked like a corpse, which scared Gu Qinghuan.
The man was skinny and bony, like the skulls in TV dramas, and was especially scary at night.
Why do I have such an intuitive feeling? It's because the man's lower body is almost naked, covered with an old towel, from thighs to feet are exposed, skinny and scary.
His face was thin, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, his hair was long and spread out on the kang, and his beard had not been shaved for a long time. He looked like an addict.
Although he looks weak, he has a weird, yandere beauty. This guy must have been a handsome guy in the past. Even if he is so crazy, it is hard to take your eyes off him.
He was very tall, and was tied up with a hemp rope as thick as a finger. I guess his life must have been difficult.
Liu Guifang was not nice to the second child. Whenever there were others around, she would pretend to serve him a bite of food.
When no one is around, he goes crazy and I forget to feed him for days.
She did it on purpose, wanting to starve him to death so that everyone would be relieved.
The result was not satisfactory. Although Crazy No. 2 was skinny and bony, he still survived tenaciously.
Because the two children often shared their food with the men and cleaned up the dirt on her body, at least allowing her to survive.
Although the two guys were not that scary, they were skinny and wore ill-fitting, worn-out clothes, but their faces were clean.
The children huddled around their father, looking at Gu Qinghuan like frightened birds. The girl hid in her brother's arms, trembling.
We already know that grandma spent money to buy a stepmother to take care of dad.
I heard from the children in the village that stepmothers are terrible, cannibalistic, don't give children food, and drive them out early.
Therefore, the two children were naturally a little afraid of Gu Qinghuan, even though she looked so beautiful and was the most beautiful person they had ever seen.
The man on the bed felt the strong light and slowly opened his eyes. He frowned, his eyes slightly squinted, and looked impatient, like a lion about to get angry.
Obviously, he didn't like this kind of stimulating bright light. He became inexplicably anxious and his whole body was screaming and beating.
Gu Qinghuan hurriedly shone the flashlight behind him, fearing that he would anger the madman and cause more trouble.
The man slowly closed his eyes.
The two children's eyes suddenly stopped on the white rice porridge in her hand.
It turned out that it was the stepmother who made the white rice porridge.
It smells so good!
The two licked their lips and did not ask for anything beyond their capabilities.
Past experience tells us that any delicious food or drink at home does not belong to us.
Gu Qinghuan looked at the two pairs of frightened and confused eyes, feeling indescribable pain in his heart, and placed the rice porridge on the broken wooden table at the door.
"Here you go, share it among yourselves. You don't need to wash the lunch boxes after eating. Leave them at the door and I'll pick them up tomorrow." After saying that, he left.
She was hungry.
After returning to the space, Gu Qinghuan remembered that she had just forgotten to bring tableware for them. Who cares? She thought they could handle this matter themselves. She didn't want to go there again. That crazy guy looked too scary.
She sat down and began to enjoy her dinner, a medium-sized egg, two boiled eggs, and a bowl of rice porridge, which filled her stomach.
On the other side, the two children looked at the direction Gu Qinghuan left in, with confused expressions on their faces.
She actually wants to give us white rice porridge?
This is a full lunch box of rice porridge!
Beibei, only four years old, was greedy at the time. He looked at the steaming rice porridge greedily and said, "Brother, we have rice porridge to eat!"
The stepmother was such a good person that she gave us rice porridge.
Dabao is 4 years old now, and he already knows that there is no free dinner in this world.
Jing Jing said, "Erdan said that before kidnappers kidnap children, they always give them something delicious to make them dizzy. Is she planning to sell us out?"
In fact, Dabao had an even scarier guess. He thought that the stepmother would not tolerate us and might even want to poison us to death. However, he did not dare to tell his sister about this idea.
In their short lives, the two children felt very little kindness, so if someone suddenly treated them a little bit nicely, they would think that there was some ulterior motive.
However, it was because of his prudence that he managed to survive.
When Bei Bei heard that he was going to sell her out, she shrank back in fear: "Then, brother, what should we do?"
The two looked at the fragrant white rice porridge, but they didn't dare to eat it, for fear that they would never see their father again after eating it.
My stomach started to growl again.
There was a stalemate for a while.
Dabao looked at his poor sister, bit his lip, and made a decision.
"I'll take a bite first. Wait for a while. If I'm fine, we'll share it. If I'm fine, you mustn't touch that bowl of porridge."
Beibei wanted to hold her brother back, but failed. Dabao climbed down from the bed as if he was sacrificing his life heroically, picked up the rice porridge and took a sip.
The rice porridge just entered my mouth with the residual temperature, slid down my throat into my stomach, fragrant, soft, and glutinous... I can't believe that rice porridge can be so delicious.
This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life. Many times in the future, I still remember the taste of this bowl of white rice porridge vividly.
After tasting such delicious food, I would accept being poisoned.
He went back to the kang again, lying straight, waiting for his body to react.
Beibei licked her lips and said, "Brother, is the rice porridge delicious?"
She has never eaten white rice porridge in her life.
A sad tear fell from Dabao's eyes. He vaguely remembered that his living environment was pretty good until he was 18 years old. Later, he was sent to Xujiatun, and then he started to have no food to eat.
When my younger sister came over, she was only one year old, had just been weaned, and had never even eaten rice porridge.
"It's delicious, Beibei. I will make sure you can eat white rice porridge every day in the future."
Dabao really hopes that he can grow up quickly so that he can take better care of his father and sister.
The two children waited for a long time, until the rice porridge had cooled down. Dabao showed no reaction from his body, did not faint, and was not poisoned to death.
Then, this white rice porridge should be fine, right?
It’s edible, great!
Dabao carefully brought the rice porridge to the kang, and in the moonlight, the brother and sister took turns slurping it.
Although it was cold, it was a rare delicacy, and the two of them cherished it very much.
Dabao tried it lightly and left the rest to his sister and father.
Beibei was sensible and stopped when half of it was left.
Dabao fed his father the remaining half box of porridge, and then he lay down satisfied.
"Brother, white rice porridge is so delicious." Beibei touched her belly.
"Be good, go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to find food."
Dabao has a lot on his mind and is not as optimistic as his sister.
Why did my stepmother give us food? Such precious rice porridge.
Now that we have been kicked out of the house, along with our dad, how are we going to live the rest of our lives?
Winter is coming soon. Can this old house with leaks everywhere help us survive the severe winter?
There are so many problems that need to be solved. Grow up quickly, and everything will be fine when you grow up.