The taste of this egg custard is so much better than the wild vegetable porridge and the whole grain steamed buns. And this white rice porridge looks even whiter than the white flour buns that Dabao eats.

Xiao Haifeng secretly glanced at Shen Zhihuan beside him, whose thin face showed a maturity beyond his age.

Noticing the little guy's gaze drifting over, Shen Zhihuan pretended to be unaware and stuffed the freshly peeled boiled egg into the little guy's hand.

"Eat more. Children need to eat more to grow taller."

What kind of experience must a little over four years old have to have to be like this...

sensible.

She is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed! "Auntie Huan, I don't like eating eggs..." Xiao Haifeng looked at the eggs in his hand at a loss, and his thin face turned red instantly, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or shyness.

"Aunt Huan doesn't like eating boiled eggs in plain water either. Can Xiao Haifeng help Aunt Huan eat this boiled egg?" Shen Zhihuan pretended to be distressed.

Xiao Haifeng was naturally willing to help the beautiful Aunt Huan.

Xiao Haifeng nodded with a red face and finished the boiled egg in just a few bites.

The woman lowered her eyes and looked at her son who was smiling foolishly beside her. The tears in her eyes that had finally subsided began to rise again.

The Su family and Yu Jingyan had no relationship with them, but they could lend a helping hand. But her uncle's family...

When Shao Yunlong was around, they had nephews on their left and right. They would borrow money and grain today and look for bills tomorrow. Shao Yunlong would always agree immediately. Even if he didn't have the money at home, he would find a way to help them find it.

Who would have thought that as soon as Shao Yunlong died, that family of wolves and tigers would turn against them.

She got up before dawn every day and did not return home until dark. She worked like a slave in that family, but she could not even afford a full meal for her son.

Not to mention something as precious as eggs.

"Mrs. Peng, life will get better and better in the future." Shen Zhihuan patted the woman's hand soothingly.

The woman lowered her head, secretly wiped away her tears, and nodded hurriedly.

After breakfast, the woman helped Zhang Fengxia clean up the dishes, while Shen Zhihuan took Xiao Haifeng to the yard where Old Man Shen and his family lived.

Xiao Weidong has to go to school on weekdays, so he doesn't stay here very often. He is usually picked up on Sunday mornings and sent back in the evening, so there aren't many spare clothes left here. Shen Zhihuan found a slightly smaller set of clothes for Xiao Haifeng to change into.

She went back to the house and found some new clothes that she had never worn and packed them up.

The woman was not very tall, and her clothes were suitable for a woman to wear.

Zhang Fengxia also went back to the house and found some of little Qiping's clothes and a few pairs of shoes.

These were little Qiping's clothes from two years ago. Zhang Fengxia thought they were new and couldn't bear to throw them away, so she planned to give them to her grandson in the future.

"These are the small clothes my grandson took off as he grew taller. Please don't dislike them." Zhang Fengxia said with a smile.

Shen Zhihuan also stuffed the bag in his hand into the woman's hand.

"Mrs. Peng, I saw that we are about the same size, so I found some of my own clothes for you to change into."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The woman's tears burst out again.

She took Xiao Haifeng and bowed solemnly to Shen Zhihuan, Zhang Fengxia and others.

"Mrs. Peng, I told you not to be so polite. If you continue to be so polite, I will be angry." Shen Zhihuan held the woman and sighed helplessly.

She has always been a casual person and is not used to people saying thank you left and right.

"Yes, Mrs. Peng, don't be so formal. If you have any problems in the future, you can talk to me, Su Ziyu, and the little girl." Yu Jingyan also said from the side.

Thinking of the scene he saw when he went there, Yu Jingyan couldn't help but sigh.

The whole family sat in the main room eating with their mouths drooling, but the woman and her child huddled in a leaky thatched hut, chewing on throat-irritating steamed buns made from whole grains.

The little guy was eating it with gusto.

Several people sent Peng Pingping and her son to the slum.

The house is not big, with a living room and two bedrooms. There is an area about two meters wide on the eaves which is the kitchen.

The pots, pans, and utensils are all ready.

Rice, flour, oil and salt are also neatly placed in the corner of the kitchen.

Although the tables, chairs and benches in the living room looked a bit old and had some paint peeling, they were all clean.

The bedroom is also well stocked with cotton quilts, sheets and quilt covers.

Although the little one is not big, Su Ziyu still prepared quilts, sheets and quilt covers for two beds.

Peng Pingping looked at the clean and tidy house and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Ever since her house was washed away by the flood, she has never lived in such a bright house again.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Mrs. Peng, while Su Ziyu and I are here, can you take a look to see if there is anything missing?" The room was not big, and Yu Jingyan finished the turn in the blink of an eye.

He is a man who has everything done for him at home. It's okay to ask him to buy some food and drinks.

It would be better to let him see how many stars there are in the sky than to let him see what is missing at home.

"It's not bad, nothing is bad." Peng Pingping quickly wiped the tears from her face and smiled at Yu Jingyan.

"Mom, this quilt is so beautiful!" Xiao Haifeng's chicken claw-like little hands gently stroked the quilt cover printed with red, yellow and pink peonies.

Peng Pingping smiled and rubbed her son's hair, which looked a little yellow due to malnutrition, and responded softly.

Shen Zhihuan looked up at the man beside him.

Good straight male aesthetic.

The man reached out and held his young wife's hand, "Does it look good?"

Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips, smiled and nodded.

Although his Brigade Commander Su has a very straight male aesthetic, the things he prepared are quite complete.

From small items like Sichuan peppercorns, dried chilies, salt, and ginger to large basins for washing sheets and quilt covers, everything was prepared.

If she were asked to buy it, she would definitely not be able to think so carefully.

Xiao Haifeng seemed very happy. He ran around the three rooms, touching here and looking there.

Perhaps thinking of something, the little guy timidly walked up to Shen Zhihuan and said, "Auntie Huan, can my mother and I really live in this beautiful house?"

"Of course you can. This is the house for you and your mother to live in." Shen Zhihuan gently scratched the little guy's nose.

After making proper arrangements for the mother and son, Shen Zhihuan, Su Ziyu, Yu Jingyan and Zhang Fengxia left.

There were so many children in this slum that I ran into several little kids running around like crazy before I had walked far.

Worried that they would bump into Shen Zhihuan, Su Ziyu and Zhang Fengxia protected him in the middle, one on each side.

When Yu Jingyan told Zhang Fengxia what he had learned and how he had picked up the person, she cried out that it was a sin.

No wonder he is only that tall after being over four years old...

"Mom, when you have nothing to do in the future, please come and visit them more often!" Su Ziyu sighed.