Chapter 2 Why don't you eat and leave?

Suddenly, he sat up.

The little girl, whose hair had been dried and her clothes had been changed, looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of her a little blankly, her brain was blank as always, and she didn't know where she was.

Habitually observe the surroundings.

The off-white window paper let in a dim light, and it was a small room.

A clean square table is under the window, a few small stools on both sides and some miscellaneous items, and there is a large carved wooden cabinet with an old color nearby, a warm and dry brown-red carved wooden bed, and a quilt of arabesques on the body, which is not pretty, but not ugly.

Lift the thick quilt.

The lack of creatures or environments around her that made her feel threatened made her more relaxed, and she didn't know why she didn't have a memory and knew what these things were called.

It's a matter of course.

Stepping on the ground barefoot.

Under the bed was a pair of small and delicate pink shoes, with cute pointed toes and smart ruffle embroidery, but it wasn't hers, and when I compared the feet, they were about the same size.

To wear or not to wear?

She knows that people have to wear shoes.

"Sanya woke up, come, your brother is back, just in time for dinner!"

The woman's gentle voice came from the door of the room that was pushed open, and then a fragrance that stimulated the taste buds poured in, so fragrant! The little girl couldn't help but refute that she was not called Sanya.

For the time being, she still understands the language of the place, but she has not spoken it.

Inside the hall.

Following the aroma of food, the little girl was obediently placed by the woman at the small square table.

Especially when the little hand that was rubbed grabbed a big white flour steamed bun and took a bite, the soft and slightly sweet food taste that melted in the throat made her feel that it was nothing to be called Sanya.

If it's ugly, it's ugly!

As long as there is delicious food every day, it doesn't matter what the name is!

Erhu, who was also holding a steamed bun in one hand and taking a bite of chicken soup, looked at the little girl who was gobbling it up, and the steamed buns on the table in front of him that were enough for the mother and son to eat for three or five days were instantly reduced by nearly half.

The small mouth seems to be connected to a bottomless cavern.

The food disappears so fast!

So edible?

Originally, he still thought that if his mother liked it and she didn't get sick again, it would be good to let this girl stay with her as a companion.

But now it seems......

No way!

Their family can't afford to raise it at all!

In front of his mother, the smart boy didn't say anything.

But after his mother was called away by the aunt next door outside the yard, Erhu quickly covered the remaining steamed buns and chicken on the table with a wooden lid, "This is tomorrow's food, why don't you work so much!"

White Fang lit up, and his eyes glared fiercely at the little girl who was a lot shorter than him.

Intimidation is intimidating.

Watching the little girl dazedly retract her outstretched little hand.

He smiled with satisfaction, a little sly...... Well, she doesn't look ugly, if this girl doesn't eat much, it's nothing to raise one more person in the family, and he can work anyway.

Click!

Erhu's gaze couldn't help but move along the little girl's little hand and voice.

When I saw that the corner of the Yunshan wooden square table with a hard material and simple appearance was pinched into wood powder by the small palm and scattered, the scattered wood powder seemed to be as pale as my own bone powder, and I couldn't help but stiffen my expression.

The next moment, he looked blank and decisively lifted the wooden lid......

............

In the courtyard, at the corner of the gravel fence.

After the meal, the second tiger girl went to wash the dishes, and the second tiger pulled the 'three ya' and said that she was going to eat, and after answering the word that she would take care of her sister, she blocked the person in the corner, and one big and one small stood face to face at a half-step apart.

He had recovered from the shock brought by the wood powder.

He is a man who has seen the world.

Erhu sorted out his thinking, organized his language, and said very seriously:

"Let me tell you, don't try to eat and drink for nothing at home, remember to help my mother work more, and eat less in the future, at most one percent... No, 30 percent of the amount! Otherwise, my family can't afford to support you!"

After a pause, he said:

"Moreover, the village has a lot of strength, and the second uncle of the village's martial arts training chief is a three-pattern martial artist, who came back from the county seat!

Erhu said with foaming at the mouth, mentioning Wusheng yearning, his eyes were bright.

Then take a look at the little girl.

The little girl looked about six or seven years old, wearing a slightly tight embroidered dress, half a head shorter than the boy, her washed face looked white and cute, her big eyes were extremely dark, but her eyes did not fluctuate and looked a little crazy.

It seems to be listening, but it doesn't seem to be hearing.

This kind of expression that made people tremble inexplicably made Erhu, who had come back to his senses, annoyed.

"Do you know what Yunshan Wood is? It is the kind of tree that is full of mountains behind us, and is more than 50 years old, and is also called the iron tree, and can make good weapons, arrows, and spears...... Anyway, it's much harder than the table you were born on in those years!

The little girl still didn't answer.

This made Erhu even more angry, he grabbed a handful of emerald green vines crawling all over the wall, splashed mud and slag, and moved his head closer to the little girl lowered her voice and said fiercely:

"Are you dumb or stupid?"

The little girl glanced up at him.

The eyes are mediocre.

Erhu was vicious, reached out and grabbed her two new comb girls, and sneered: "It turns out that it is really a stupid ......" Before the word could be spoken, he felt a sharp pain in his knees, and the whole person crashed into the wall.

Trying to use some of the techniques learned to keep your balance, but still rolling around the rubble wall as you roll over on your side.

Bang bang!

His head and face were covered in mud.

"Sanya, are you okay?" An anxious voice came, and the little girl who moved her feet again seemed to be stunned, and involuntarily turned around to see the woman in the green skirt running with a worried face.

The little girl's expression remained unchanged.

"Mother, it's me who has something!"

Erhu was extremely dissatisfied, the kind of food was robbed, and the anger of his mother was also robbed rushed straight to his head, turned over and got up from the ground, and the mud in the courtyard that had just sunny, was wet, making him dirty and embarrassed.

But his mother carefully examined the little girl before turning her head to look at him.

"Mother, this stupid... Dumb kick me!" Erhu found that his mother's gaze turned around on his muddy clothes, and he had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly pointed at the little girl to complain, who knows......

Bang Bang Bang!

"I'll let you bully my sister......!

The slender branches used for sweeping the floor, tough and strong, are the supreme magic weapon that must be used to train naughty children, and every parent is proficient in the 'whipping method', of course, due to practical problems, the degree is still different.

The little girl quietly nibbled on the fuchsia fruit handed to her by the woman who claimed to be her mother.

Sweet, the size of the palm of your hand.

Sitting on a small stool beside him, he watched a highly skilled whipping exercise, and both practitioners gasped for breath, so that the whip man suddenly threw a lot of bifurcations of the 'thin whip', and hugged the boy who had a strained face and bit his lower lip out of his teeth and cried.

The boy, who had always had a strong expression, couldn't help crying either.

Then the mother and son hugged and cried.

is still talking about your father, your sister, your mother, and so on.

The little girl glanced at the courtyard gate, ate the fruit in her hand with a little cherishment, looked at the kitchen door where delicious food was always served, and thought to herself that there should still be fish in the river.

If you don't have it here, go downstream.

It doesn't taste good, but it can also fight hunger.

It was darker outside, but it didn't affect her vision.

If you don't remember the past, you can still remember most of the events of the past two days, and the underground cave found at a corner of the upstream river was well hidden.

There seems to be some fruit on the nearby hills as well.

Now she also raised her taste requirements, and the little girl walked to the room where she had woken up earlier, ready to change out of other people's clothes and shoes and put on her own.

Then leave.

"By the way, my mother made two more bowls of steamed eggs, you two brothers and sisters go to wash your hands, one bowl per person for a while, one bowl of ......" The woman's emotions seemed to come and go quickly, and she quickly peeled off the boy's dirty clothes, and said softly and softly.

The little girl stopped.

Steamed eggs!

Much better than raw fish...... Saliva secretion in the mouth...... Why don't you eat and leave?