Chapter 223: Skinny

Shen Yingyue looked up at him.

The two of them sit in a row together, one big and one small, Liang Hanchu is very tall, she hasn't completely lost weight, but after all, she is young and her skeleton is small, so she looks petite when she sits next to him, which makes her feel a sense of oppression inexplicably.

Of course, this sense of oppression mainly comes from her lack of heart.

She is just a wisp of ghost from a few hundred years later, occupying this body, the husband of the original owner, and the life of the original owner.

Should you tell him or not?

Husband and wife should be honest, Liang Hanchu can pay 100% for her, and she doesn't want to hide anything from him.

"Brother Chu, in fact, I ...... Hey? Before Shen Yingyue finished speaking, she saw a figure approaching.

The figure was small, thin, and a little timid in its walking posture.

The starry sky in autumn was not as bright as in summer, and with a campfire lit on their side, their vision was not very clear when they looked into the darkness, and it took her a while to recognize the person as Liang Jing.

"Ah Jing, what are you hiding there for? Come here. Shen Yingyue beckoned to him, although she didn't like Liang Zhenxing and the Qin family, she still liked Liang Jing quite a lot.

"Don't steal ......" Liang Jing pulled his hands and lowered his head, refusing to come over.

Shen Yingyue simply walked over and hugged him.

"Auntie...... I...... Don't steal. Liang Jing wanted to push Shen Yingyue away, but the seven or eight-year-old child was thin and weak, where could he push Shen Yingyue away.

Shen Yingyue carried him to the bonfire before putting him down.

"What did you say?"

"My father and mother said that my aunt likes me and will not drive me away and let me steal meat...... I don't steal. Liang Jing pointed to the ingredients that Shen Yingyue had piled up next to the room and said.

"Good boy." Shen Yingyue touched his head, this child really deserves her liking.

She was a little distressed, and a little angry. Liang Zhenxing and the Qin family are really not worthy of being parents, and they let such a young child do this kind of stealing chickens and dogs, if it weren't for Liang Jing's good heart and not listening to them, wouldn't he be raised as a bad child?

"Auntie...... I don't steal...... Like aunts, don't steal aunts. ”

"Good, good boy, don't steal." Shen Yingyue got up and asked him to sit on his small pestle, took his own bowl and filled a bowl of soup, and put a chicken leg for Liang Jing.

"Ah Jing is a good child, drink soup, you have to drink it to finish, and your aunt likes you."

"Ah Jing eats, auntie has to like Ah Jing." Liang Jing hugged the big bowl, picked up the spoon and drank the soup gently.

He was too thin, long-term malnourished, clearly seven years old, but he looked no more than three or four years old, with a big head, a small body, and skinny limbs, she didn't know if the child had eaten a full meal, and he was holding a bowl in his arms, which was almost bigger than his body.

In her previous life, when she was on a mission with the army, Shen Yingyue had seen some refugee children in war-torn areas, Liang Jing really looked a bit like a refugee child, so thin that it was distressing, and it was also very distressing for him to have such a pair of parents.

She had to teach the parents who didn't deserve to be parents a lesson.

After seeing him obediently sitting and eating, Shen Yingyue turned around and walked towards the ingredients that the villagers had given her and Liang Hanchu. She found a few ropes and a few rags.

"Yueniang, what are you doing?"|

"You'll know in a while, you help me watch Ah Jing first, don't let him fall, that bowl is too big."

"Okay."

……

On the hillside, Liang Zhenxing and the Qin clan were looking at the foot of the mountain.

"See, Ah Jing sat down to eat with them, I will definitely be able to steal some things and come back in a while, we have meat to eat this time."