Until many years later.

When Vice President Hou recalled this scene, he would remember it vividly.

The little girl's grandmother is saying.

"In this world, there is nothing more delicious than the egg in your hand."

in this world.

No more than a granddaughter with her dirty little hands.

Cherishing the egg wash for grandma.

Something more delicious.

Never again.

Even if the egg wash is dirty, the hands are dirty, and the person is dirty.

But the little girl's eyes are so clean.

A heart, so clean.

At that time, Vice President Hou didn't understand.

He even rushed over suddenly, shouting headlessly.

"What a fart!"

"Have you ever eaten chicken?"

"Pork, beef, a lot of meat!"

"Have you ever eaten the delicacies of the mountains and seas?"

"I've eaten! I've eaten them all! ”

"Which of those doesn't taste better than the dirty eggs you eat!"

"Which one is better than a broken egg!"

He ran up, slapped the egg wash off the little girl's hand, and stomped on it a few times.

When I looked up, I saw that the little girl was about to cry again.

Maybe it's because he's too fierce.

He wouldn't let her cry.

Therefore, she didn't even dare to cry.

He felt guilty, uncomfortable, and the same, a little aggrieved.

He's doing it for their good.

It's true.

"Wait, brother will get you something better!"

"Wait!"

"Wait for me!"

Vice President Hou ran back, and even forgot the big broom.

When he remembered and went out to find a broom.

I found that the ground at the door had been swept clean.

Dead leaves were piled up in small piles by the door, red, red, yellow, and yellow.

The big broom was leaning against the wall.

At this time, Vice President Hou was even more uncomfortable.

He could only convince himself desperately.

Wait, wait for my brother, my brother will steal chicken for you to eat at night!

Damn, brother will eat a bite of chicken......

No, my brother won't eat a bite, can't you give it to your grandparents and grandchildren!

So, so.

Don't cry anymore.

Don't wear such a torn padded jacket anymore.

Are you a padded jacket, and why is it all straw inside?

Is that a red padded jacket?

Why can't you see the red, so black?

……

That night, Vice President Hou really went to steal chickens.

But when he caught the chicken.

He grabbed the chicken's neck, trying to break the chicken's neck at once and take it out.

But hesitated.

Because.

Just such an old hen.

Just such an old hen that lays eggs.

Without it, who will lay eggs in the future?

Who will lay eggs for those poor orphans to eat?

Vice President Hou's mind echoed the songs sung by those orphans when they begged for food.

They are fatherless and motherless orphans.

They are orphans who lost their homes because of the invasion.

They took the bodies of father, mother, grandparents.

When they die.

Who will put away their bodies?

Who will put away their corpses in the cold wind?

Vice President Hou let go of his hand, let go of the chicken, and got out of the chicken nest.

When he was unkempt, he looked up.

I found the master standing in front of me.

The master looked at him with a smile, but only this time he realized that the master was actually smiling so sadly, and it was not fake.

I don't know why, but he cried.

It's a big boy, and he cries like a baby, grinning, regardless of his image, while crying, he wipes his tears, and wipes his nose and face.

"Master, I don't eat chicken anymore......"

"I'm never going to eat chicken again."

"I'm not eating anything."

"Master! I was wrong! ”