Ning Yan finished eating and paid.

The employee also gave two pieces of toffee, and when he saw Ning Yan walking out, he said, "Come back next time!"

Ning An's mood finally improved.

I don't know if it's because the sugar in my mouth is too sweet, or because the employee's laughter is too beautiful.

Back in the courtyard.

Doudou was still digging with a small shovel.

Ning Yan sat in the courtyard and watched Doudou dig the soil.

After looking at it for a while, I walked to the backyard.

Grandma Huo was really pulling weeds in the backyard as she imagined.

"Grandma Huo, Mrs. Yang said that you can go back, Doudou can stay here."

Grandma Huo herself has children and daughters, when she first came here, she could guess with her nose what she said to Wu Youniang, and only orphans and widows could arouse the sympathy of others.

She didn't stay in the capital for long, she saw Taifu stay for a few more days, and when she left, she took Doudou with her.

It's not a problem for Grandma Huo to continue to stay.

And...... When you are old, you should enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren.

"You can go back, it's good to go back, it's good to go back, then the big lady accepts Doudou?"

Grandma Huo breathed a sigh of relief, bent over and stood at the archway, poking her head out to look at Doudou.

In his eyes, with reluctance.

After all, people are human beings, because they have feelings, and they have been together for so long, and they have long regarded Doudou as their own grandson.

"With Mrs. Yang here, what do you think?"

"Hehe...... "Grandma Huo smiled.

Master Taifu has never failed in anything.

"Then, I won't wait, I'll go back today!" Although Grandma Huo was reluctant, she still had to go. Her home is not here after all.

When you get old, you will be an ancestor at home in the future, and you won't come out of Huohuo.

I walked back to my room to pack my parcel and said a few words to Doudou as I walked through the yard.

Doudou smiled and nodded.

After Grandma Huo left, Doudou continued to dig in the soil.

Ning Yan looked at it for a while, and finally realized that something was wrong with Doudou.

If you can't get in touch, you can't see that Doudou has a mental problem at all.

I would just think that this is a well-behaved child.

I don't know if Mr. Xue has any research on spirituality.

There should be, at such an old age, the main focus is medicine, and if there is a mental problem, I am sick.

"Doudou, what do you want to eat at night?"

Doudou put the shovel in his hand on the ground and smiled at Ning Yan with a well-behaved smile: "Eat cake." ”

"Cakes can't be eaten as rice, is it okay to eat buns?"

"Oh, yes." The little head nodded, and found a dry fallen leaf floating from nowhere on the ground.

Take a broom and dustpan and sweep the floor.

"It's clean......" said to Ning Yan, and dumped the contents of the dustpan into the garbage heap outside.

The garbage heap, the real garbage heap.

There were also a few children lying on their stomachs on the garbage heap, pulling the garbage heap with their dark hands, and stuffing leftovers into their mouths when they saw them.

It's not dirty.

Ning Yan shook his head, there was almost no such thing in the future generations.

Back in the yard, he took out one of the white steamed buns on the grate, broke them, and put them in Doudou's hand: "Go and give the steamed buns to a few brothers outside." ”

"Oh~" Doudou nodded, pinched the steamed bun and walked out.

Ning Yan poured a cowhide bag of hot water, picked up a few steamed buns, and followed behind Doudou.

If there are no adults behind the children holding the steamed buns, they will be bullied by those beggars.

Ning Yan followed.

When Doudou walked to the garbage heap, the saliva swallowed by those outcasts looked at the steamed buns in Doudou's hand.

Doudou took a step back

The eyes of these brothers were terrible.

glanced back at Ning Yan and then at the steamed bun in his hand, and walked to the beggar step by step.

I watched it in front of these people.

I found a skinny-looking man and said, "Here you go, eat!" ”

"Give it to me?" The beggar's eyes widened, and the surprise on his face could not be concealed at all.

What about steamed buns......

So white.

So soft.

"Here you go!" Doudou's hand stretched forward.

As soon as the beggar reached out and took the steamed bun, a pitch-black mark fell on the steamed bun

The white steamed buns and black handprints are very contrasting, and there is a hint of embarrassment in the eyes of the beggar.

Holding the steamed buns, he ran to the corner of the alley and untied a shabby cotton coat.

It was a baby less than a year old.

The beggar broke the steamed buns, put them in a bowl with some water, stirred them with his dirty fingers, and put the soaked steamed buns in his mouth.

Feed it to the baby's mouth.

After feeding the baby, there are not many steamed buns in your hand.

The other beggars on the side of the garbage team swallowed hard and walked around the corner.

A battle is about to begin.

Ning Yan cleared his throat.

"Stop fighting, there are still steamed buns here." As he spoke, he opened the paper bag in his hand.

There were seven or eight steamed buns in it, enough for the beggars to share.

"To us?" The tall and thin beggar had doubts in his eyes.

"Well, but I'll answer a question first." Ning Yan was very curious, why did these people wait for the little beggar with the steamed bun in his hand to feed the baby before he did it.

You know, babies don't eat much, though.

But......

That's also food.

"You ask." The tall and thin man had defensiveness in his eyes, staring closely at the steamed bun in Ning Yan's hand.

"Why did you just do it now, just watched."

"There are so many whys, but it's just a small thing to feed a little bit, and it doesn't have a big impact."

"Really?" Babies eat a lot.

Ning Yan felt in her heart that this answer might be a tall and thin man who casually came up with it to deal with her.

But......

It doesn't matter anymore.

"Here you go, one for each person." Ning Yan handed the paper bag in his hand to the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man hugged the steamed bun and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. That's when the steamed buns were distributed.

Ning Yan felt that if she hadn't been staring here, this tall and thin man might have run away with the steamed buns.

Seeing that these people were all divided into steamed buns, one person was half smaller, and it was estimated that they would not be able to eat enough

These days, there aren't many people who can eat enough!

Gouziwan is living well now, even if the family has money and food, they still eat at most sixty percent full, and Ning Yan knows how deep the obsession of hungry people is with eating.

In later generations, the older generation often recited the noon of hoe day.

Ning Yan took Doudou's hand and walked to the baby's side.

The cloth wrapped around the baby was no longer of any material, and it was black and muddy.

He had a wooden pendant around his neck.

The small face is also pitch black.

This environment ......

I was able to survive.

He was less than a year old, and there was no one to take care of.

Ning Yan sighed and picked up the baby.

"What are you doing, put the doll down." The beggar who fed the steamed bun to the baby glared.

"Can you feed him?"

"I ......"

"I'll take him back, at least eat and drink without worrying." After Ning Yan finished speaking, he took Doudou and walked towards the courtyard.

As for the beggars in the garbage heap.

Ning Yan felt irritable in his heart.

What are the emperors doing these years, can't you see these beggars desperately trying to get food.

scolded the emperor a few words in his heart.

She has a way to help those beggars, but she was just educated by Mrs. Yang in the morning.

Ning Yan really didn't dare to show kindness.

Take a look at the little baby you are holding, smile lightly at a pair of bright eyes, feel a little better, and put the baby on the bed in the house.

Boil hot water, put it in a wooden basin, and wash the dirty milk doll.

Washed babies are still ugly.

It's not easy to be thin and alive like this.

Crush the millet, boil some porridge and feed it to the baby a little bit.

After eating and drinking, the little baby fell asleep.

Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

turned around and found that Doudou had been quietly following her.

After such a long time, he didn't even say a word.

"Doudou, this will be your brother in the future!" Help little babies find their loved ones. Forgive Ning Yan for not having this idea.

Either way, the adults have to pay the consequences if they lose their children.

She picked it up, and she kept it.

Or, when the baby grows up, he wants to find his family, and Ning Yan will not stop him.

The impact of Mrs. Yang's words is estimated that even Mrs. Yang himself does not know.

I have to go to see the national teacher.

What kind of person is a national teacher?

Will you find out that her soul is wrong and treat her as a demon?

Maybe just an old liar?

Ning Yan didn't know the bottom in his heart.

However, you probably know it when you meet people.

Pulling Doudou to the yard together: "You don't like to talk?" ”

"No, I like to talk!" Doudou opened his mouth, and his voice was still milky.

It's much more comfortable to listen to in your ears.

"Okay, then talk to me."

"Oh." Doudou nodded.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Will Grandma Huo come back?" ”

"No, but you can see other grandmothers later, ducks, geese, dogs...... They'll play with you. ”

"Goose ......" Doudou's brows tangled.

Ning Yan smiled.

Little boys are more afraid of geese.

"Sleepy? Would you like to sleep? ”

"Don't be sleepy, sleep again at night." After Doudou finished speaking, he yawned.

It's all like this, and I haven't slept yet.

Sure enough, I was too stimulated before.

How did the princess kill Doudou's mother? Ning Yan thought about it.

"Then, if you don't want to sleep, go dig the soil."

"Hmm!" Doudou nodded, walked under the tree with a shovel, found a pit, and continued to dig.

Children like to play with soil, but there don't seem to be many like Doudou so much.

Ning Yan's gaze fell on Doudou.

Doudou has a smile on his little face, and he is always smiling...... There are several kinds of laughter, but the smile on Doudou's face is like a freeze frame.

……

I really want to pack my bags and go back now.

Doudou's mental state is very wrong.

Looking at the baby picked up again, there was no way, Ning Yan walked to the flower hall, poured out the pastries and preserved fruits in the eight treasure boxes, and knocked on the door of the neighbor opposite.

The family on the opposite side is grinding tofu, and there are eight people in the family, surnamed Du.

Ning Yan knocked a few times, and the door opened from the inside.

The door was opened by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, dressed in a coarse cloth skirt and holding a bamboo bandage for embroidery.

"Who are you, what are you doing at my house?"

"I'm on the other side," Ning Yan smiled and pointed to the small courtyard where she lived.