Chapter 8: The Iron Straight Man
"Are your hands alright?" Shi Mochi held the hand that was burned red, and his eyes were a little wider than usual.
"It's okay, just rush, I'm used to it." Saying that, He Chunchun got out of bed and walked straight to the bathroom, Shi Mochi silently followed her, "Like us who grew up in an orphanage, bumps and bumps are common, every day when we line up to eat, in case we offend the aunt who serves the rice, this lack of catties and two, hand tremors and scalds is not a matter of minutes?" Alas! Who made us have no father's pain and no mother's love? It's good to have a place to eat, but it's also a little good, it's solid! Who made us wild children, right? ”
Shi Mochi heard her taunt, and her eyes blinked quickly to hide her embarrassment.
"Alas! Blind to your bowl of good porridge, but a low-level lifeform like me is not worthy of drinking your family's expensive porridge, right? So I advise you to let me go as soon as possible. ”
She was the only one in the whole space who spoke, and suddenly stopped, and the room was silent for a moment, which was particularly weird.
He Chunchun looked at Shi Mochi's slightly frowning brows, and had a premonition that he had said the wrong thing, so he immediately laughed and said, "Oh, didn't I say it all?" I won't run anymore, rest assured. When she spoke, she patted Shi Mochi's arm again without fear of death.
"I hate it when people touch me."
"Yo! Brother, you really hate enough things, you hate that others lie to you, you hate that others touch you, what else? Okay to finish it all at once? ”
"I ......"
"Hey, wait, wait for me to open a memo, and when the time comes, I will touch your head again."
Shi Mochi snatched the phone, and those amber eyes stared at He Chunchun motionlessly, making her hairy.
“…… What's wrong? I'm not going to offend you again if I don't die, am I? ”
"Today, I shouldn't have said that about you."
"Clams?"
Shi Mo glanced away and sighed lightly, "What do you want to eat?" I let Mama Li do it. ”
He Chunchun was also not polite, his little head turned, he had an idea, squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "Why don't we order takeout!" You haven't eaten it yet, have you? ”
Shi Mochi seemed to be choked by saliva, and cleared his throat: "I never eat those things." ”
"So you've never eaten before?" He Chunchun's focus is not quite the same as ordinary people, "That's just right!" You don't know, the kind of gutter oil set with more than 20 yuan is the most delicious. ”
Shi Mochi showed a distorted expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
He Chunchun grabbed his arm and rubbed it, "Order, order!" It's right to listen to Sister Chun. Thinking of being warned by him just now, He Chunchun hurriedly let go of his arm.
"Okay."
He Chunchun immediately smiled and flexibly pulled out his mobile phone from his hand.
"What do you want to eat? Braised chicken rice? Malatang? It's still oily noodles, fried noodles and the like. ”
"Whatever."
"Oh well! Then I'll just order it! ”
Shi Mochi stared at the splendid girl sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, and instantly remembered the person who owed it in her heart.
"That's it." He Chunchun raised his head and smiled at him, and Shi Mochi immediately withdrew his gaze.
"How are you doing in the orphanage? I heard that the director of the House of Roses was a great philanthropist, who not only opened an orphanage, but also set up a charitable foundation to help college students who were admitted to university but could not afford to pay the tuition. ”
"The director is really good, the orphanage is also very good, and it's good for orphans like us to live without picking up garbage to eat."
Shi Mochi frowned suddenly, and as soon as he heard He Chunchun's playful tone, he was inexplicably irritable.
In fact, he didn't know that He Chunchun didn't lie to her, before she went to the second orphanage, she lived by rummaging through garbage cans, a seven or eight-year-old child didn't steal or rob, and even begged had no land, if she wanted to live, that was the only way.