Chapter 302 can't figure it out

At the gate of the small courtyard, the little girl with a blue face and a purple face looked at the teenager nervously.

Seeing that he hugged the little boy back, the nervousness in the little girl's eyes became even heavier.

She was afraid that her brother, who had just taken her in, would turn around and not want her.

It's not been a day or two since she was thrown into Shiwa Lane, and she knows how hard it is to live in Shiwa Lane.

Today, if it weren't for her brother's appearance, she would have been beaten to death by those bastards.

I finally have a brother, and I must not let others snatch it away.

The young man who was holding Chu Yin saw the little girl, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Xu wanted to pull out a smile, but he didn't pull it out.

"Let's go back."

The young man said three words in his voice, and fell into the door with Chu Yin in his arms.

The little girl looked at the young man's back and stood for a moment, looking timid and nervous.

Seeing the young man enter the house, he raised his feet and slowly walked into the small courtyard.

Following the little girl, Wuyue and Cangli also followed into the courtyard.

Three mud-tiled houses, exposed everywhere.

The one with a slightly more intact window was the boy's room.

The other two, one with miscellaneous items and one vacant.

The boy placed Hatsuyin on the wooden bed in his room where only three fades remained, and a corner was made of stones.

Looking at the unconscious Chu Yin, the young man's lips pursed.

This doll, at first glance, is fainting from hunger.

There was only a little brown rice at home, a little coarse grain that he had saved with great effort.

Looking at the current situation, it can't be saved.

The boy sighed and turned to leave the room.

After the boy left, Chu Yin opened his eyes and sat up quietly:

"What a silly boy."

Seeing the words, Chu Yin said to Wuyue: "If you choose this kid, wouldn't the final fate be the same as the seven people in Dingjie City?" ”

"Yes." Wuyue directly gave a positive answer.

"That.... Or forget it. ”

Chu Yin hesitated: "Actually, this kid's qualifications are not much better." ”

"Soft-hearted?" Wuyue smiled.

"What is soft-heartedness?"

Chu Yin pouted: "I just can't figure it out, what does this kid think."

Obviously, he can't even feed himself, so why do he still have to pick up people at home? ”

Wu Yue smiled: "You have to find the answer yourself." ”

The words fell, and Wu Yue and Cangli left the room in hiding.

Chu Yin raised his hand and scratched his scalp, threw himself down on the bed, closed his eyes, and then fainted.

Outside the house, the young man distressed and put a little brown rice into the pot.

By the stove, the little girl swallowed her saliva and stared at the rice soup in the pot, reluctant to blink.

Although, not long ago, I just ate a piece of white flour dry cake.

But such a small dry cake is not hungry at all.

Smelling the aroma wafting from the pot, the little girl's stomach rumbled again.

If she wants to change the past, she will endure hunger.

But today, she couldn't bear it.

It looks like a big pot, but in fact there are only two bowls of rice soup.

It's not that the boy doesn't want to cook more, it's just that the brown rice he saved is only enough to cook two bowls.

That's it, it's still less rice and more soup.

The rice soup is cooked.

The boy took out a rough stone bowl and filled half a bowl for the little girl.

He took out another bowl and walked towards the room.

There is still a small half bowl of rice soup left in the pot for yourself.

He hadn't eaten a bite of food today.

On the wooden bed, Chu Yin took a bite of rice soup in his mouth, and almost sat up and spit out the rice soup in his mouth.

Compared with the food made by Di Ya, this rice soup is just a pot of water.

It's no worse than brushing pot water.

Fortunately, he still knows the purpose of his laying.

Bite the bullet and drink it.

A small bowl of rice soup is not much.

In addition, there is more water and less rice, and the bowl will soon reach the bottom.

Seeing that the doll who had drunk the rice soup was a little stronger, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, he was hungry and faint.

The boy left, and Chu Yin's divine consciousness left the room with the boy.

Outside the house, by the small shed, the little girl was adding a spoon, and when she saw the young man coming out, she froze on the side of the stove and didn't dare to move.

The big round eyes were red, and before the boy could walk in, tears flowed.

The boy approached the stove and took a look.

The rice soup in the pot is gone.

Looking at the spoon in the little girl's hand, the boy still didn't know what was going on.

The boy didn't know how to react for a moment.

Angry, not angry, doesn't seem right.

Looking at the frightened look of the little girl, she knew that she also knew that she had done something wrong.

The young man suppressed the slightest stinging pain in his heart, stretched his hand and touched the little girl's hair and said softly:

"It's not right to steal food.

If you want to eat, you can ask your brother for it. ”

Seeing that the boy was not angry, the little girl carefully took the boy's hand: "Ah, ah.."

It seems to be apologizing, and it seems to be making a guarantee.

Shao Young breathed a sigh of relief: "You play by yourself at home, and my brother goes out." ”

The little girl nodded, and pointed to the room where Chu Yin was a little nervous.

It seems to be asking the boy, what should the little boy in the house do?

The young man glanced at the room and said softly, "My brother is sleeping, don't go and quarrel with him,

The elder brother will be back soon. ”

Hearing this, the little girl let go of her hand and nodded heavily, unspeakably well-behaved.

The boy is gone.

The little girl looked at the bowl on the stove that had served Chu Yin's rice soup earlier, and then looked at the door.

After a quarter of an hour, the little girl quickly ran to the door, looked left and right, saw no young man, and quickly ran back to the yard.

The two small hands clenched into fists, one step, two steps slowly approached the room where Chu Yin was.

Chu Yin was lying on the bed, still unconscious with her eyes closed.

In her sense, the little girl stopped outside the door, and her little face was blue and purple.

I want to enter, but I dare not enter.

Just when Chu Yin thought that the little girl was going to turn around and leave, she saw the little girl reach out and push open the door.

The door opened, and the little girl walked to the side of the bed step by step, looking at Chu Yin on the bed and struggling again.

A pair of small hands trembled and stretched out to Chu Yin's neck, and they were about to choke his neck and quickly retract it.

Repeated back and forth several times, looking at Chu Yin was anxious for her.

Pinch or fuck off.

Chu Yin really wanted to sit up and yell at her.

Fortunately, he held back.

The little girl turned her head to look out the door, but she didn't see the boy come back, and then glanced at the empty bowl on the stove, and the struggle on her little face was gone.

If there was no such little boy, that bowl of rice soup would also be his own.

The brother said that as long as she wanted, he could let it be given to her.

If it weren't for this little boy, that bowl of rice soup, he might be able to resist leaving half a bowl for his brother.

It's all to blame for this little boy who suddenly came running.

Rather than let him survive and rob his brother and food with him, it is better to die.

Thinking in her heart, the little girl's hand no longer hesitated to pinch Chu Yin's neck.

Just as he was about to exert himself, the courtyard door rang.

The little girl quickly withdrew her hand when she heard the movement, and took two steps back.

The boy came back and didn't see the little girl, but when he saw that the door of the room was ajar, he came over.