An An ate the cake in three or two bites, and walked home while drinking the porridge.

Halfway through, I was a little uneasy, and I turned a corner and went to the riverside thatched hut in the west of the village.

The old Zhang Tou didn't immediately want to pick up the dog's eggs, but discussed with the stepmother Liu, probably to invite a doctor, but I am afraid that it will take a while to come over.

She still has a mouthful of porridge left for him to drink, maybe he can resist it, lest he starve to death if he can't hold on.

An An entered the small hut again, Zhang Goudan's eyes were closed, and he seemed to fall asleep again.

An An reached out to touch his forehead, and found that there was fine juice on his forehead, and the fever seemed to have subsided a lot, thinking that it was probably because he was sweating after covering Mianshu, and he couldn't help but exhale.

Although there is not much way to go back and forth, it is not easy for her as a disabled person, she is tired enough to choke, sit on the grass chop on the side, and panting.

The movement on the side made Zhang Goudan open his eyes again, and he looked at An An blankly.

He thought that An An had come before, and feeding him water was actually a dream, but it turned out that the dream had not woken up yet.

She's gone and she's back.

She also reached out and touched his head...... So gentle, so warm, I hope this dream never wakes up.

"Let's drink some porridge."

Where can An An know Zhang Goudan's thoughts, looking at his eyes in a daze, Mu Mu was a little anxious, "Forget it, look at you like that, I'm afraid that you will be burned and confused, and you will have no strength to eat." ”

As she spoke, she tilted the porridge in her hand to Zhang Goudan's lips, and at this time she could only feed it.

I haven't eaten for a few days, and as soon as I smell the aroma of porridge, my eyes are straight and I open my mouth reflexively.

The warm porridge entered his stomach, igniting not only his consciousness, but also his spirit.

This...... It's not that he's dreaming.

It was really she who brought her food.

People who have been hungry for a long time can't eat too hard at once, An An saw that he drank a big mouthful, so he took the porridge away, planning to wait for him to feed it slowly.

After drinking some porridge and knowing that this was not a dream, Zhang Goudan's spirit suddenly improved a lot, his eyes were clearer, and he looked at An An's eyes a little cautiously.

He doesn't speak.

An An didn't expect a sick person to say anything, he only handed over the porridge to feed him, but he tilted his head and piled the porridge to An An, which meant that he was worried that An An was also hungry and asked her to eat some too.

This person is not stupid, he is about to starve to death, and he is still thinking about others, no wonder he was bullied by that Liu clan.

An An didn't know whether it was angry or angry, and said angrily, "I've eaten it." ”

After speaking, he pushed the porridge over and fed him another mouthful.

There was only one bowl, but on the way here, An An drank a few sips by himself, and there was not much left, and the two sips were gone, so he knew that he should have left a few more sips.

The porridge was gone, and Zhang Goudan licked the bowl unsatisfied.

An An didn't laugh at him, because in the past few days, she wanted to lick the bowl clean after drinking the disgusting scraps that Erya sent at night. She didn't do that, but it was the residual dignity of her modern soul that sustained her.

An An saw that he looked at her without speaking after licking the bowl, so he said, "You wait here, I have already gone to your house to inform your father just now, and he should bring a doctor to treat you soon and take you home." ”

After speaking, she didn't wait for him to say anything, turned around and left, she didn't want to touch Lao Zhangtou, lest she be nosy.

After An An turned around, Zhang Goudan stretched out his hand to grab An An but didn't catch it, opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he never said anything, and finally hung his hand weakly.