The boy looked even smaller, with a dry face, no flesh, big dark eyes, and tattered clothes.

If it weren't for her appearance in this village, Du Yurong would have wondered where she came from.

The boy raised his head and asked again earnestly, "Do you still want local chickens?" I also have chickens at home, and they are better than everyone else's, and I dig earthworms every day to feed them! ”

For some reason, Du Yurong's heart beat suddenly.

She looked at Shi Sulan, her voice trembling: "This child is ......"

Shi Sulan shook her head and lowered her voice and said, "She is the granddaughter of Shi Daqiang on the top of the mountain, and she is six years old this year. Six years ago, Shi Daqiang's son died in a car accident, and she was a widow. After her mother gave birth to her, she ran away with others, and she was brought back by Shi Daqiang to raise her. ”

This is a real village child, not someone who has been trafficked.

Du Yurong's heart fell back to the same place.

The moment she saw this child, she thought it was her daughter.

But the age is not right, and people also have parents. It should be just that she feels very pitiful when she sees this child, and her mood is wrong.

Du Yurong squatted down, "Little friend, how many local chickens do you have at home?" ”

The little girl counted with her fingers, a little embarrassed, "I don't know, I don't know how to count." ”

Six-year-old children, supposedly have already finished kindergarten and are ready to go to elementary school, how can they not even count?

Shi Sulan's expression was not quite right, but in front of the child, Du Yurong didn't ask much.

The reason is nothing more than that the family is poor and cannot come up with money to send her to school.

In this backward and closed village, the gender of the girls is already the original sin.

For Shi Daqiang's family, the little girl can't pass on the ancestry, and she was left behind by her own mother, so it's very good to be able to give her a bite to eat.

When Du Yurong saw this poor little girl now, he couldn't help but feel compassion.

Perhaps, if she treats someone else's daughter better, someone else will treat her daughter better?

"Then let's go to your house and help you count?"

Du Yurong suggested softly.

The little girl nodded.

Du Yurong glanced at the thin clothes on her body, took off her scarf, and wrapped it around the little girl, "It's very cold, you put on my scarf first." Next time I come back, I'll bring you some clothes. ”

The little girl was flattered, "This, this is very expensive, right?" I'm dirty, don't stain your scarf......"

Du Yurong held her little hand without refusal, "It's not expensive, I've been wearing it for several years, and I'm planning to change it!" Little girl, what's your name? ”

The little girl was a little embarrassed.

This aunt's hands are really warm, and she speaks softly and softly, exactly like her imaginary mother!

She replied seriously: "My name is Shi Daya." Auntie, are you from the city? What's the city like? ”

The more Du Yurong listened, the more sad he felt.

Poor people, I'm afraid this big girl Shi hasn't even gone out of the village, right?

She told Shi Daya in the softest voice, "There are many tall buildings in the city, as well as cars, and there are ice cream and candy that your children like to eat...... If you have a chance in the future, I'll take you to see it? ”

Shi Daya was moved, but quickly shook her head, "I still don't want to." Grandpa said that it costs a lot of money to go to the city, and it is already very hard for him to support me. Our family doesn't have the money for me to go to the city, thank you Auntie! ”