Zhang Limei walked in.

She had just eavesdropped on the conversation of the two brothers outside the door, heard what they were talking about, and thought of the lunch box that Wei Zhao was holding when he came back, she suddenly couldn't stand still and pushed the door in.

Wei Jin saw that Zhang Limei's eyes were not good, and her small body shrank behind Wei Zhao, like a poor little quail, looking very afraid of Zhang Limei.

In fact, he wanted to take the opportunity to block the steamed buns hidden behind him.

Zhang Limei didn't suspect it, because when Wei Zhao was away, Wei Jin saw her, and she was as cowardly as a mouse saw a cat.

Wei Zhao's peaceful eyes instantly turned cold: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Limei was not afraid at all, she took a few steps forward against Wei Zhao's cold gaze, and a pair of eyes with slightly drooping eyelids swept through the room, not letting go of any dead end.

In fact, you don't need to take a few steps forward at all, you can see the whole room at a glance.

The house where Wei Zhao and Wei Jin lived was the most corner one, with the worst lighting and the smallest area, which was pitifully small.

There was a wooden shelf bed in the room, which took up two-thirds of the place, and a desk, so small that it was difficult to turn around.

Other than that, there is no furniture.

The aluminum lunch box was placed on the table, Zhang Limei reached out and pinched the lunch box, and shook it up and down, empty, light, and nothing.

I thought that the two of them were hiding in the room to steal food, but it seemed that she was thinking too much, so Zhang Limei pursed her mouth and threw it away.

The aluminum lunch box hits the solid wood tabletop with a muffled sound.

Wei Zhao's dark eyes were deep, staring at Zhang Limei.

In the poorly lit room, half of the man's face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see clearly.

The cold, piercing gaze in his dark pupils made him look like a wolf that had been provoked but hibernated for a fatal blow.

Zhang Limei bumped into this look, her heart tightened suddenly, she realized it later, the anger that broke into the door before was instantly discharged, and she was a little stunned in her heart, "What do you see?" I just wanted to get you two out for breakfast. ”

Over the years, as Wei Zhao has grown up, Wei Zhao's momentum has become more and more indespised, and his body is strong and strong, like a high wall, telling her that Wei Zhao is no longer the weak boy who needs to raise his younger brother and let others knead him.

Zhang Limei smiled: "The porridge is cooked, hurry up and eat it." After saying that, he quickly slipped out.

Wei Zhao's fist hanging on his side was released, and he snorted lightly, even if she ran fast, if she was one step late, don't blame him for doing it.

Zhang Limei broke in without knocking on the door, what could he not know?

At the age of eleven, he went up to the mountains with the old hunter to hunt, and since then Zhang Limei has always burst into the house from time to time and rummage around, lest he hide wild things or money.

Without finding any wild objects or money, Zhang Limei suspected that he was hiding, and all kinds of disgusting people's small actions intensified: from three meals to two meals a day, sweet potato rice became thin porridge, and Wei Zhao was not allowed to eat enough, but when he turned his head, his family hid in the house and ate and drank.

She never thought about how Wei Zhao, who was only eleven years old, could hunt? Or she knew everything in her heart, just to deduct Wei Zhao and Wei Jin's food and find an excuse.

I wish that Zhang Limei, who didn't eat or drink for their brothers, would kindly ask them to eat?

Wei Jin jumped down from the stool, swept away the look of the poor little quail before, his face showed a smart look, and with small steps, he pushed the door over and closed it.

"Finally gone!"

He took out the steamed bun and continued to eat.

Wei Zhao's face was calm, and his eyes were thoughtful.

In the years when he was very hungry, survival taught Wei Zhao a lot, and he was no longer the child who was stupidly looking forward to the warmth of his family.

In order not to starve to death, and in order not to let Zhang Limei get her wish, the wild things he hunted were never kept at home, exchanged for money or other food to support himself and his young brother.

As he gets older, the more he will go, and the more he gets rid of the dilemma of survival, he can live well with Wei Jin in this family.

Zhang Limei didn't give them a full meal, and ate porridge as thin as water every day, boiled wild vegetables or sweet potatoes without oil and salt...... It doesn't matter if he and Wei Jin eat it or not, it's not rare anyway.

But where can Wei Zhao let Zhang Limei take advantage of all the advantages?

"Hungry? I'll eat it later. He patted Wei Jin on the head and said, "Go out first and serve the porridge outside, don't cheap others." ”

Even if he doesn't need that little porridge to fill his stomach, he can't stop eating it, and it's cheaper for Zhang Limei.

This is Wei Zhao's attitude towards Zhang Limei.

"I listen to my brother." Wei Jin nodded obediently, in fact, he was afraid that Zhang Limei or Wei Wei and Wei Yingzi would break in and snatch his steamed buns, so he couldn't wait to finish it early.

But with his brother here, Zhang Limei's old pious woman shouldn't break in again today!

After the porridge was cooked, Wei Yingzi in front of the stove took tongs in front of the stove and put the charcoal formed after burning the wood into the small jar.

This charcoal can be used to burn a fire in the winter.

Zhang Limei went to the main house and called Wei Fei and Wei Wei to get up.

Wei Wei didn't sleep enough, and was a little angry after being woken up by Zhang Limei, so he got up in a daze and roared: "Got it!" Mother, don't shout, don't let people sleep? ”

Zhang Limei regarded Wei Wei as the root of her life, of course she didn't get angry, and her tone was very spoiled: "Mother knows, don't call you, you continue to sleep, I'll bring breakfast in later." ”

Wei Yingzi pursed her lips and picked up the heavy pot, intending to move it to the dining table in the courtyard.

But she needed her body, her arms had no strength, and she stumbled, and almost fell to the ground with a pot.

Wei Zhao casually helped her put the pot on the table.

Wei Yingzi's legs and hands were trembling, and he didn't know if he was overexerting himself or was frightened by the fact that he almost dropped the pot, looking like an embarrassed and pitiful puppy.

Inside the house, Wei Wei muttered a few words, his voice was too small to be heard clearly, and he only heard Zhang Limei respond softly: "I know, I know, this time we will definitely let Wei'er eat enough, and we will eat meat in a few days...... The more he spoke, the quieter he spoke, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Wei Zhao's eyes sneered.

Wei Jin followed behind him, looking cheerful, and washed the dishes and chopsticks by himself.

Wei Zhao and Wei Jin's chopsticks are separate from Zhang Limei's chopsticks.

The reason is that Wei Wei has loved to bully Wei Jin since he was a child, and he always loves to deliberately break Wei Jin's bowl with a bad heart, and framed Wei Jin to blame, telling Zhang Limei and Wei Fei that Wei Jin fell it himself.

Zhang Limei's face sank.

Since then, Zhang Limei has given two bowls to Wei Zhao and Wei Jin to use, and let go of the cruel words, don't use the bowl to eat after dropping this bowl again!

Wei Zhao simply put the dishes and chopsticks in his room, and resolutely did not put them together with Zhang Limei and the others.

After Wei Jin finished washing the dishes, Wei Zhao held the spoon in his hand, stretched it out into the porridge soup, and scooped a large spoonful of porridge rice into the spoon.

Begging for a living under Zhang Limei, how to get the most out of the skills, Wei Zhao is full.

With this shot, you can scoop out a few rare porridge rice from the pot, which is stable and full.

Two large bowls of gruel, at least half of the porridge rice.

Wei Yingzi, who was on the side, looked at him in a daze, and shouted: "Big brother......" His eyes were pleading and pitiful.

She didn't call "brother" like last time, for fear that Wei Jin would not be happy. Wei Jin was not happy, and Wei Zhao would definitely not bother with her.