Qian Chunhua smiled bitterly. How could he get the buns if he didn't leave? He couldn't make them appear out of thin air. He could make buns appear out of thin air, but he couldn't do that.
"Cong'er, Aunt Hua is here to get the buns. Count ten times. After ten times, Aunt Hua will be back." Qian Chunhua coaxed Dong Cong in a soft voice.
Even Qingfeng helped his mother, "Dong Cong, I'll play with you, ten times quickly."
Dong Cong was skeptical and let go of Qian Chunhua's corner, "Auntie Hua, please come back soon. One, three..."
Before Qian Chunhua turned around, Dong Cong had already counted to three. Qian Chunhua laughed to death. Does this kid have such a poor sense of security?
"Stop..., don't count like this, wait until Aunt Hua steps out the door before starting, and start one... three..., count like this, Qingfeng, you count." Qian Chunhua said.
Qingfeng sat down proudly, and pulled Dong Cong to sit next to him, ready to start counting.
Qian Chunhua hurried to the kitchen. Fortunately, Qian's mother was not in the kitchen. At this moment, she was sitting in the lobby with the village chief and others, watching the two beggars.
Qian Chunhua found a plate and took out five steaming big buns from the space. Qian Chunhua thought that Dong Cong would want to eat them, and Qingfeng would definitely want to eat them too, so she planned two for her son.
When Qian Chunhua appeared at the door with the buns, Qingfeng had already counted to eight. The boy deliberately slowed down, and only counted to nine when he heard his mother's footsteps.
"Look, my mother shows up." Seeing Qian Chunhua appear, Qingfeng stopped counting and turned to Dong Cong and said.
Qingfeng doesn't like Dong Cong in his heart. He thinks this boy always steals things every time they meet. The first time they met, he wanted to steal his schoolbag, and this time he even wanted to steal his mother.
Not only that, he was crying like a woman.
My mother once said that she was a real man who shed blood and sweat but not tears.
Dong Cong didn't have time to think so much. He was shocked and scared, and even more hungry.
He had been the baby of the family since he was a child. Having experienced all that, seeing Qian Chunhua was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Cong'er, come and eat quickly."
Qian Chunhua put the plate on the table beside the bed, took a wet towel, and wiped Dong Cong's two little hands clean. Then he wiped Qingfeng's little hands clean as well.
"Eat it." Dong Cong took the big bun and started to devour it. Qian Chunhua also handed one to his son.
Qingfeng took the big bun and started eating it in small bites.
Looking at the boy next to him wolfing down the food, Qingfeng felt that this boy must be from a poor family, so poor that he couldn't even afford black porridge.
Otherwise, he wouldn't look like a starving ghost just by eating a bun.
I remember when I ate the big meat buns for the first time, although I was very greedy, I still ate them bite by bite and was reluctant to finish them all at once, unlike this kid.
Thinking in his heart, Qingfeng no longer hated Dong Cong so much. Instead, he felt sorry for Dong Cong as he couldn't even afford a big meat bun.
Qian Chunhua had no idea that his silly son, after such a short while, actually felt pity for the son of the richest man.
"Eat slowly, I'll pour you a glass of water." Dong Cong ate too fast, and Qian Chunhua was afraid that he would choke.
Dong Cong nodded and reached out to take another bun.
Qian Chunhua's punctual appearance after her first departure gradually made Dong Cong feel at ease, and he no longer forced the other party to stay in his sight.
After the two children had eaten and drunk their fill, Captain Zhang from the yamen appeared in the lobby with five detectives.
They arrived very quickly, in just half an hour.
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