Sister Li took it without hesitation. Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief and did not stay long. She exchanged a few polite words with Sister Li and then went back.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Cen Huaian taking a bite of pancake and a mouthful of porridge, his mouth full of oil. He slurped the porridge like a piglet, eating without even raising his head.

Chu Xia sat opposite him, and seeing him like this, she directly brought the pancake over and placed it in front of her. Sure enough, Cen Huaian looked over, anxious and angry.

"Give it back to me!"

"I bought the things, I brought them back, and I cooked the meal. How can this be yours?"

Cen Huaian was irritated and tried to snatch it. He was used to snatching it if he couldn't get it, snatching it from stray dogs and children.

Chu Xia grabbed his hand and looked at him seriously: "I will give you the pancakes, and you will never lack food in the future. But you must promise me that you will slowly get rid of your bad habits."

Cen Huaian ignored her, staring at the pancakes with an unconvinced look on his face.

He knew that buying him shoes and clothes today was fake! His mother is still the same mother, she won't give him food!

Chu Xia knew that Cen Huaian was different from normal children, so she wouldn't push him too hard.

But she still had to finish what she had to say: "I cooked the meal, right? But you ate it before I did. Do you think that's right? If a family wants to eat, they have to eat together. Remember? Also, wash your hands before eating."

Cen Huaian's body stiffened, and the anger in his eyes stopped.

Chu Xia snorted, "I knew you didn't wash your hands. Look, there's still mud in your nails."

Chu Xia pulled him up and pressed his hands into the basin, which was filled with warm water.

Then she washed Cen Huaian's hands one finger at a time. There was only a large yellow soap for laundry at home. Chu Xia applied some soap to him and herself, rubbed them together to make bubbles, and then washed them clean.

"Okay, wash your hands like this in the future. You can only eat after you wash your hands clean. Otherwise, if you eat dirty food, you will get worms in your stomach, and the worms will bite you and make your stomach hurt."

Cen Huaian immediately covered his stomach, as if it really hurt. He had been in pain before, and it hurt so much that he rolled on the ground. Did he have worms in his stomach? Was he going to die? Just like Fatty Li, he lay on the ground and would never speak or get up again.

Chuxia didn't know what Cen Huaian was thinking. She estimated that he also had roundworms in his stomach. She remembered that the deworming medicine given to children at this time was called pagoda candy, which was very famous. She would go and ask and buy it tomorrow.

However, as soon as he started eating, Cen Huaian forgot about it. He had been hungry for too long. As long as he was eating, the only thing he could think about was food.

Chuxia put the pancake in the middle of the table again. Cen Huaian reached out to grab it, but Chuxia grabbed his hand: "Use chopsticks."

Cen Huaian looked at her, but still picked up the chopsticks to pick up the pancake.

Chuxia didn't have many pancakes to begin with. She estimated that the two of them would finish all the rice based on lunch, just enough to be full without feeling full.

Whether you are hungry or overeating, it is not good for the stomach.

When Chuxia was cleaning up the dishes, she took Cen Huaian with her and let him clean up his own dishes.

Perhaps because Chuxia had made him eat too much that day, he no longer resisted Chuxia's words, and followed Chuxia's example, clumsily washing his own dishes.

After dinner, the water in the aluminum pot on the coal stove was boiled. Chuxia put the pot on the ground and started to boil the medicine in the clay pot that had just been used to cook porridge.

It is not difficult to boil the medicine. First boil it over high heat and then simmer it over low heat. The main thing is to pay attention to the ratio of water and medicinal materials and the time.

While decocting the medicine, Chuxia filled a basin of warm water, called Cen Huaian out from the inner room, and asked him to take a bath.

"Can you wash yourself?"

Cen Huaian didn't say anything, his body was very stiff.

It seems that he can't, Chuxia directly took off his clothes. He is just a five-year-old child, there is no need to care so much.

Although Cen Huaian was young, he knew the difference between men and women. When Chu Xia quickly stripped him of his clothes, he covered his lower body, lowered his head, and his ears were red as blood. He said in a very angry voice: "I can wash myself!"

Chu Xia immediately let him go, clapped her hands and stood up, smiling and said: "Well, wash yourself, and make sure you wash it thoroughly. After washing it thoroughly, you can wear new clothes."

Cen Huaian actually didn't know how to take a bath. The original owner didn't pay attention to this. Nowadays, few adults care whether children are clean. It is common for children and adults not to wash once in the winter.

In the summer, they just rinse with water and are done with it. Cen Huaian is the same.

Chuxia saw that he was about to get out after entering the basin, so she held down his body and said, "How can you call this a bath? Look at the dust on your body, it's streaked with dust if you touch it. Don't move, I'll wash you."

He wanted to resist, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, but his mother's hands were so warm, and although it hurt a little when she rubbed him with the towel, he still didn't move.

In his few memories, his mother had never bathed him like this.

Although it was a little painful, he could bear it, he was the one who could bear pain the most.

Chuxia said that she took a towel from the washbasin rack. This towel was the driest and hardest, and the cloth on it was almost transparent after washing, so it was just right to be used as a bath towel.

Chu Xia used up all the water in the kettle after using two basins of water. She finally washed Cen Huaian clean. His skin was quite white. He put on the new clothes that Chu Xia bought for him. Except for being a little too thin, he looked clean and energetic.

This was all her credit. Chu Xia also felt very accomplished, although giving him a bath made her breathless and her waist sore.

Chu Xia went to check the medicine on the stove. He was almost healed. Seeing that Cen Huaian wanted to run out, she grabbed him and asked him to take the medicine before going out to play.

There was no clock at home, so she didn't know the time, but she could hear the adults laughing and the children playing downstairs. She estimated that it was a little after seven o'clock.

Cen Huaian was wearing new clothes. Although his little face had the same expression as before, Chu Xia could see the excitement in his eyes.

As a child, who doesn't like new clothes?

She also likes to buy new clothes, and wearing new clothes is happiness.

The medicine was boiled into a bowl, and Chu Xia carefully poured it out with a towel wrapped in a sand pot. Seeing that Cen Huaian wanted to drink it directly again, Chu Xia grabbed him and scolded him directly: "Why are you in such a hurry! Do you want to burn your mouth again?"

Except for eating just now, Chu Xia has never been so strict with him. Cen Huaian was stunned by being scolded, but he was not angry, and there was a strange feeling in his chest.

In the past, when his mother cried and asked people to endure it and scolded him, he couldn't help but want to hit and scold people, but this time she didn't.

The young Cen Huaian couldn't understand why they were all scolding, so they were different.

But Chuxia also knew that Cen Huaian wanted to go out and play, so she poured the medicine back and forth between two bowls. Soon the temperature dropped to a level that was suitable for drinking, and Chuxia handed the medicine to him.

"It's a little bitter. Drink it in one gulp and don't vomit."

Chuxia just said this. She wouldn't blame him if Cen Huaian really vomited. Chinese medicine is indeed bitter.

Cen Huaian picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp without even frowning, wiped his mouth and looked at Chuxia.

Chuxia was stunned, "Isn't it bitter?"

Cen Huaian: "Bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to the disease. You have a small body and you can't do without medicine. Go play, don't come back too late." Chuxia

had just finished speaking when Cen Huaian ran out. He looked much more energetic than her. Sure enough, children are energetic.

Chuxia then boiled water for herself, boiled the medicine, and prepared to take a bath.

Cen Huaian ran downstairs. There was a large open space downstairs in the family compound. Across the open space was a road with tall trees planted on the side.

The children in the family compound were playing there, and the adults were sitting on one side, fanning themselves and talking.

The boys were in one group, and the girls were in another group, each playing their own game.

Cen Huaian walked over to the boys' group. They were lying on the ground playing marbles. He looked at his new clothes, and then at the boys who were all dirty. He did not lie down with them, but stood aside and watched them play.

"Who are you?"

A child found him, stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and looked at his clothes with curiosity and envy: "Navy captain! You are not from our courtyard, I have never seen anyone wearing clothes from our courtyard!"

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but Cen Huaian dodged his hand, frowned and looked at his dirty hands, and said with disgust: "Don't touch me, your hands are covered with dirt, and you have dirty my clothes!"

"Little rag! He is a little rag!"

The child shouted, and Cen Huaian's face turned black: "Black dog, I am not a little rag, my mother bought me new clothes!"

"Hahaha!"

Hei Gouzi put his hands on his hips and laughed: "You are lying, everyone knows that your mother has no money, and your grandma took all the money. She will never buy you clothes! Where did you steal it from?"

A group of children laughed, dancing and singing around Cen Huaian: "Little rag, rag and rag! You stole clothes and put them on! Little rag, you liar..."

Cen Huaian stared at Hei Gouzi, his eyes were about to spit fire, and his two small fists were clenched tightly: "I am not lying, I am not a thief!"

Then he rushed up and pressed Hei Gouzi to the ground, hissing, biting, hammering and scratching.

Hei Gouzi cried out in pain, and the other children saw Cen Huaian's fierce appearance and were scared and called for their mothers.

They had made fun of Cen Huaian many times, but he would never suddenly rush up to fight like this. As long as they gave him food, he would be fine.

He had robbed them of their food many times when they were alone. He ran so fast that no one could catch up with him, so the boys in the courtyard looked down on him and hated him the most. They liked to watch him pick up the steamed buns they threw at him on the ground like a puppy, and then gather together to make fun of him.

Who knew that he would suddenly start beating people like a mad dog, and Hei Gouzi couldn't beat him.

The adults heard the children's cries and gathered around, separating the two children. Cen Huaian bit Hei Gouzi's wrist tightly, and he would not let go if an adult hadn't quickly pinched Cen Huaian's mouth.

When Hei Gouzi's mother saw her child's hand was bitten and bleeding, she immediately became unwilling and dragged Cen Huaian and Hei Gouzi to Chu Xia's house.

"Luo Chu Xia, look at what your son has done! You didn't give your son food, so he was hungry and bit my son. What's wrong with that? I tell you, if anything happens to my son, I won't forgive you!"