Now she is not alone, and the child is now growing up again, so she can't pick so much anymore, she has to buy some meat.

This child is also pitiful, he looks like he is only five years old, but he was abandoned by his parents and almost froze to death on the street.

She went back to her house, took off her cloak, cleaned up the snow on it, and hung it up, and when she went to buy meat, she went to the pharmacy to buy some ointment for chilblains and medicine for wounds, and applied the ointment to the children's hands and feet, and treated the wounds on her body by the way.

During this period, the child kept his eyes closed and did not wake up, but the tip of his nose kept making a slight humming sound.

The black and thin little face looks particularly pitiful.

Wen Xien sighed, inexplicably feeling a little sympathetic, both of them were outcasts, and she was not alone in the empty and dilapidated house.

Although raising a small child would make an already poor life even more difficult, Wen Xien did not regret it in the slightest.

After Miao Hua woke up, he felt that his hands and feet were very comfortable, no pain or itching, and his body should have been medicated, the pain was much relieved than before, and the tip of his nose was still wrapped with a slight fragrant and slightly bitter smell of herbs.

The bed was very warm, it was the best sleep he had since coming to the mortal world, and he even wanted to lie on the bed and didn't want to get up.

Rolling on the bed, perhaps because of the fact that he became a child, made his mind drop a little.

And this quilt is very fragrant, he likes it very much, and he can't help but rub it twice.

But soon, Miao Hua was attracted by a strong aroma.

Almost subconsciously, he swallowed his saliva, and his eyes looked out, because he was wearing too thin, and as soon as he left the quilt, he was shivering from the cold, so he could only shrink into the quilt and stretch his neck to look out.

Therefore, the line of sight was not large, but he could barely see that it was Wen Xien who was boiling something around the open pot.

He couldn't help but make a little noise, trying to attract Wen Xi'an's attention.

This childish action made Miao Hua frown, and after entering the child's body, it seemed that some children's childish instincts also affected him, such as he was now moving around like a child wearing a quilt.

Hearing the sound of rustling, Wen Xien put down the things in his hand and hurriedly walked over, seeing that he was awake, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"Are you hungry? Wait a minute, I'm cooking noodles, you can lie down in bed for a while. ”

Saying that, Wen Xien took out a cotton coat from the old box, it was snowing a lot today, all the shops in the village were closed, Wen Xien didn't have time to buy cotton clothes, so he let the child wear her first.

The child was very thin and looked malnourished, and he should have worn much larger clothes.

She squatted down and touched the child's withered yellow hair, "Does it still hurt in your body?" I haven't even had time to ask you what your name is, what is your name? ”

Gentleness and patience surprised Miao Huadu.

He couldn't help but glance at the pine and bamboo-like person in front of him, Wen Xien was not very old, just looking at his appearance, he was the kind of clean and clear, as beautiful and white as the moon in the mountains.

The best thing is that pair of eyes, clear and distinct, just looking at it can tell that the owner's heart is excellent.

The back bone is straight and graceful, and the shabby cotton clothes can't hide the outstanding temperament.

Could such a person really be a villain who framed his fellow disciples?

Miao Hua was still thinking about it, but his head was touched again, and he came back to his senses, Miao Hua was not smiling, and he was not used to being treated like this, so he turned his head dissatisfiedly and hid.

He pursed his lips like a little adult, "I...... No name. ”

It is impossible to say his real name, so Miao Hua can only pretend not to know.

Wen Xien said happily: "Then I'll help you get one, what's the name......

After thinking about it, Wen Xien's eyes lit up: "How about I call you Xiaohua?" ”

Miao Hua: "......"

Wen Xien seemed to have a special liking for this name, and she bent her delicate eyebrows and eyes, which was a little more lively.

"Little Flower, Little Flower, do you like the name?"

Of course, Miao Hua didn't like this cheesy and rotten street name, although he didn't care much about such a name, but he couldn't stand it.

So the child protested in a low voice: "Don't." ”

Such a whispered protest certainly couldn't stop Wen Xien from changing her mind, she couldn't help but gently touch the child's hair again, heard the gurgling sound on the stove, and knew that it was something cooked, so she walked over.

After a while, she came over with a porcelain bowl, Miao Hua stretched her neck slightly, and it could be seen that the noodles were ready, and there were slices of meat on it, which looked full of color and flavor.

Wen Xien helped the child get dressed first, the child was really thin, like a child who stole adult clothes, the trouser hems and sleeves were rolled up several layers, but his expression was still a very serious little look, and there was an inexplicable anti-cuteness.

As soon as it was served, Miao Hua picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl and was about to pour it into his mouth, so that it was steaming!

"Slow down!" Wen Xien took a big jump, and hurriedly took his hand and taught the child: "It's still hot!" ”

Even though Wen Xien's speed was very fast, the child was really hungry, and his movements were faster than her, and he was still burned after all.

The child was so hot that he almost dropped the bowl, and physiological tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Hmm......"

Wen Xien looked a little funny, but thought in his heart, could it be that when people become smaller, their minds will also become smaller?

Who could have seen that this crying child would be the famous Miao Hua Xianzun.

"Take a mouthful of snow and slowly ice your mouth." Wen Xien filled the bowl with clean snow for the child, and reached out to wipe away a few tears from the child's face, and the child avoided it, otherwise she would wipe it.

The snow melted in the mouth, and the mouth was still numb.

Wen Xien didn't bother with him, scooped up another spoonful, blew it, and waited for the temperature to be almost sent to the child's mouth: "It's not hot now, let's taste it." ”

Miao Hua drank it obediently, he was silent for a while, and whispered awkwardly: "I can eat it myself." ”

The sound is as low as that of a mosquito.

"Xiaohua, open your mouth obediently." Wen Xien pretended not to hear.

When Miao Hua heard this name, his expression distorted for a moment, he saw that Wen Xi'en's face was serious, and the noodles on his mouth were still fragrant, and he hesitated again and again and finally opened his mouth with difficulty.

The taste is not very delicious, but it is particularly delicious for Miao Hua now, he thought that Wen Xien would feed him a bowl, but he didn't expect to let him eat it himself after feeding a few bites.

After finishing, he said uneasily, "Wait until it's cold before eating, don't burn your mouth anymore." ”

It turned out that he was afraid that his mouth would burn, so Wen Xien was actually teaching him to eat just now.

Good night

(End of chapter)