The knocker had a girl-like delicate and sharp voice, which made Ye Han almost stunned.

He thought to himself that whose child was so rude, he dared to call a fifty-year-old middle-aged uncle by his name, and added the word "small" in front of it.

He slowly opened the door, and then looked around, and everything in front of him was almost dark except for the street lamps in the distant street.

He lowered his head again, and was greeted by a boy of a small size.

This little boy is much smaller than Hu Lingxi, and it can even be said that he has not yet walked out of his childhood.

He is half a cut shorter than Ye Han, and there is a small braid behind his small flat head, which is extremely cute, and his big watery eyes are full of pure innocence.

There is no kind of eye more crisp, clean, and harmless to humans and animals than his eyes.

He needed to raise his head vigorously to see Ye Han's face, and when he saw Ye Han, he suddenly made a delicate voice timidly, and said, "Big brother, let me in!"

Ye Han thought it was very interesting, touched his smooth little flat head, and let go of his body. Then, I saw the little boy slip in front of him and run in it.

In the end, he stood in front of Father Hu, pointed to his nose and said, "Little Hu Xiang, I'm here to grab medicine again!"

Father Hu smiled and said, "Are you hungry?

The little boy shook his head and continued: "No, I've already eaten it, Xiao Huxiang, it's time to grab the medicine quickly." ”

Ye Han frowned, clasped his hands around his chest, and felt that this little boy was so strange, he was timid when he saw a living person, and when he saw Father Hu, his voice was magnified a few degrees, and it became extremely sharp, and there was no respect or humility between his words.

So, he couldn't help but step forward, ready to teach him a serious lesson.

Father Hu just wanted to say something, but he only heard Ye Han intercept and say: "Go, go, whose child, when you see an adult, you have to call uncle or grandfather, it's really rude!"

The little boy turned his head and looked at Ye Han again with those watery eyes.

His eyes seemed to have magical power, and when Ye Han saw his eyes, all the unhappiness in his heart softened.

I saw him muttering, as if unconvinced, "I call him grandpa, I'm his uncle!"

Ye Han's eyes widened again this time, and he said sharply: "It's really uneducated, I'll take you to your father and ask how your father taught you?"

The little boy only pouted, and his eyes had already looked at Father Hu and Hu Lingxi.

Hu Lingxi sat on the side, covering his mouth and laughing secretly.

No one can describe her smile, which is like giving a man honey.

But why did she laugh?

Ye Han was very puzzled, and just wanted to ask, only to hear Hu Xiang suddenly laugh awkwardly.

It wasn't long before he lost his voice and said, "Ye Han, you don't know, this kid's name is Hu Nie, and his father is a distant relative of mine, named Hu Zhe. I call him Daddy the third grandfather!"

Ye Han was stunned in surprise, thinking that the Hu family's seniority was indeed too different.

An old man in his fifties who is about to enter the sixtieth year, and he wants to call a child who is less than ten years old, Uncle Tong, this is a surprise to anyone.

How many generations does it take to reproduce to create such a strange generation?

However, it is no wonder why the little boy is so arrogant.

But a child is a child after all, and even if the seniority is there, he still has to listen to the adults.

Ye Han glanced at the little boy, then put him on the ground, and suddenly thought that he had just recognized Hu Lingxi as his sister, Hu Lingxi had to call Hu Nie a grandfather, and he had to call him a grandfather, and he also felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but it was also very interesting.

Hu Nie muttered at this time, looked at Ye Han, and then continued to Hu Xiang: "Little Hu Xiang, my Abba has finished taking the medicine, hurry up and give my Abba a little more, he is going to die of discomfort." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of shredded paper money from his trouser pocket.

When Ye Han saw the dime and dime of broken paper money in Hu Nie's hand, he suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

When Hu Nie was standing outside, he didn't notice Hu Nie's dress because of the dim light.

When he entered the house now, Ye Han looked at the child carefully again, only to find that his clothes were basically patched, not so much as clothes, but broken steps.

And the one he just paid for could only be put under the pocket of Ye Han's two fingers, and there was even a small hole.

His gray socks were already torn, revealing two small toes.

However, the toe has been worn off and reddened.

As for his slippers, they had already been unglued, and the underside was rubbed with uneven hair, and it was obvious that Hu Nie's heel had covered the back edge of the slippers.

The slippers were noticeably much smaller than his feet.

No one could have imagined how many miles he had walked and how many years he had been wearing these shoes that were about to be scrapped.

Ye Han can now completely imagine how difficult this child's family situation is.

Soon, Hu Xiang called Hu Lingxi to lead Hu Nie to the pharmacy, and then Ye Han sat down, sighed and said, "This kid is pitiful!"

Ye Han frowned and asked, "Hu Nie, ...... he?"

Hu Xiang sighed again, and continued: "His father has a heart attack and can't do heavy physical work, so he can only earn a little money every day by helping others look after the shop. When he was born, his mother died in childbirth, and now he has difficulty even going to school. So every time I come to grab the medicine, it is only a symbolic penny, so I catch the medicine to him, thinking that after all, he is a relative, and he will try to help if he can!"

Ye Han nodded, and out of nowhere, a stream of sour water had already rushed from his back to the tear sac, and in an instant, hot tears were about to burst out of his eyes.

Seeing Hu Nie's situation, Ye Han was a little touched by the situation, thinking of when he was young.

Since he was a child, his grandfather raised him, but his grandfather is also elusive every day, so when his grandfather is away, he is often bullied, and all his life has to be completed by himself.

When I thought of my bitter and tearful history at that time, I had no other feelings except for feeling Min Huai.

Now that after so many years, the country is getting better and better, and he really can't imagine that there are such poor families in such a well-off society.

What did his father do? Why was his family so poor? Why did he feel free to let Hu Nie come and get the medicine alone?

……

Hu Nie had already finished taking the medicine, and his right hand, which should have looked tender but unexpectedly rough at his age, was holding a plastic bag, and inside the yellow plastic bag were several boxes of Chinese and Western medicines.

Due to his height, the plastic bag was about to be dragged to the ground, but Hu Nie still dragged it carefully, as if holding a life-saving straw for his father.

Before leaving, he still kept smiling, and when he laughed, he showed a row of cute little tiger teeth, and said to Hu's father: "Little Hu Xiang, I'll go back first." ”

Hu Xiang nodded kindly and said, "Be careful on the road." Then he looked at Ye Han again, his eyes seemed to show a look of concern, and said, "Ye Han, you send him, the big night will avoid danger." ”

Ye Han agreed without thinking, and then took Hu Nie with one hand and walked out.

Hu Lingxi saw Hu Nie's dress, and felt inexplicably bitter, and said to Hu's father faintly: "Dad, Xiao Niezi is not a way to do this!"

Hu Xiang sighed, picked up a dry pipe, and took a few puffs before sighing: "There is no way, although we are relatives, we are too far apart." The relatives on the other side of his house are unwilling to help, and those of us who are far away can only help as much as we can, but we ourselves are still living in dire straits!"

Hu Lingxi pursed his lips, then his eyes flowed and he looked out of the door.

There was a bright light inside the door, but outside the door was a dark patch.

Anyone hates going from the light to the dark, but Hu Nie has become a habit.

For the past year, he has basically come to pick up medicine at this time every week.

However, every year there are reports on the Internet about the time when traffickers abduct children, and such a young child will undoubtedly become the target of traffickers.

Hu Lingxi really didn't know where his father got such the courage to dare to let him walk alone for such a long night journey.

Thinking of this, she just sighed wistfully, sat down slowly, and continued to eat absentmindedly.

Her expression of pity for Hu Nie is like cherishing her own life, and anyone who sees such a look seems to be moved by her kindness.

……

Hu Nie's family lives in Fengyuan Village.

Fengyuan Village is a small village around Zhichuan Town, which is mainly rich in rice.

There is a distance of more than 2,000 meters from Zhichuan Town to Fengyuan Village, but this small distance requires walking through a dark field path, followed by a morgue, a few stinking garbage dumps, and a few small shops.

The owners of small shops used to be members of society, some had been in prison, some had fought before, some were street gangsters, and some were once unemployed.

By chance, they got together, each opened their own shop, and life settled down.

However, this road to Fengyuan Village has no street lights, and there is not even a person walking.

Ye Han is also the first time to walk such a road, in the autumn night, the wind is howling, the rice fields are sizzling, and there are all kinds of autumn insects chirping, all kinds of sounds come and go, and with the gloomy air here, it is permeated with a strange atmosphere.

In particular, the road passing through the morgue was even more eerie.

The morgue had a dilapidated iron door that could not be closed, and a pair of old, neat mahogany coffins housed in the room.

It is said that when people die here, they put their bodies in that coffin and then bury them.

When it's windy, the iron gate always "creaks".

No one can describe the horror of this place at night, and such a sound, with such a place and scene, is not made to frighten people.

Therefore, this is also the reason why no one comes here for a walk.

Ye Han and Hu Nie didn't say much along the way.

Hu Nie doesn't seem to be like other children, they are all the same in front of their acquaintances, chirping and chattering.

He seemed to be very quiet in front of the living, so quiet that it didn't feel like what he should be at his age.

Perhaps, this is what makes him different.

After they passed by the morgue, Ye Han lowered his head and looked at him, and asked curiously, "Do you come to Hu's clinic every Friday night to pick up medicine?"

Hu Nie nodded timidly and said, "Hmm!"

Ye Han continued to ask, "Is this the point every time?"

Hu Nie replied, "Yes!"

Ye Han suddenly turned his head to look at the morgue behind him, and then said lightly: "Every time you pass by here, aren't you afraid?"