Shortly after lunch, the unconscious child woke up.

The skinny appearance even makes people feel uncomfortable.

Mu Huaijin explained that the child was in a state of long-term hunger and had a very poor spleen and stomach, so he knew that the child was about to wake up, so Chaole specially made millet porridge for the child.

When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the airtight house. The decorations inside were something he had never seen before, and the warmth and comfort of his body were something he had never felt before in memory.

All in all, everything was so beautiful that it made him feel like he was in a dream.

I asked myself silently: Are you dreaming?

But the door opened, and someone came in from outside. Someone asked him if he felt uncomfortable. He also reached out to take his pulse. The warm touch made the child who had been wandering on the edge of death clear that he had not died and was still alive.

The old people in the village often said that the dead people's bodies were cold, but they could feel the temperature. What they asked him was obviously not dead, and it seemed that he had been saved.

Thinking of the broken straw hut, the cold wind blows in through the straw hut every night, the biting cold and hard sleepless, and the hard work makes him shivering when he thinks about it. He will never go back to such a life, and die all over. Thinking of this, he looked at the people in front of him, and his eyes were filled with annoyance.

Chaole, who came in with the porridge, saw the child's annoyance flashing in his eyes. No one would want to go there again in such a life, so the child realized that he was rescued from the city, and must have been subconsciously angry. She was not angry at this point. She smiled and sat in front of the bed, signaling Lu Jingyan and Mu Huaijin to leave first.

The two knew that Chaole wanted to chat with the child. Their man asked them to communicate with a child so easily. To be honest, they didn't have the patience, so when they saw Chaole's eyes, they left the room without hesitation and left the space for the two.

The door closed again, and Chaole and Child were left in the room. Neither of them spoke, staring at each other with big eyes.

The child's stubbornness is seen in his eyes, and he is not angry. Children who survive in such an environment do not have much stubbornness and resilience, and may not be able to survive now.

Pity flashed in his eyes, he put the porridge on the small cabinet next to him, and looked at her child who was lying on the bed with eyes staring at her with a pair of eyes on her, "Are you very disappointed if you haven't died?"

Although the child did not speak, his eyes flashed slightly, which clearly verified Chaole's words.

"My name is Chaole. I went up the mountain to pick wild flowers and met you by chance. As a good citizen, it is not my job to not save him when he dies, so I saved you. You don't have to thank me. You just need to tell me your name."

The child shrank under the quilt and held the corner of the quilt tightly. Because his face was small and thin, his eyes were already big, and he widened his eyes when he heard this.

Chaole was very patient, looking at the child quietly, waiting for his reply.

Time passed, and the sound of mosquitoes and flies suddenly rang out in the quiet room.

"I don't have a name, big baby, they call me."

The child's voice was very low and light, like a feather brushing on his heart. He felt sad when he heard it. Isn't my son the most treasure these days? Isn't he even a name for abuse of this child? Could it be that the child was picked up from the pile of shit?

Chaole's voice was very light, with a chuckling on his face. The child was very sensitive. She was afraid that he would think too much, and she tried to turn her mind around before speaking. "Are you afraid of going back to that home now?"

As soon as these words were said, the child shrank, and the fear and resistance in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

"Don't be afraid, this will be your home from now on, and you will never have to go back to that place again. Do you think it's okay?"

Listening to the content revealed by a beautiful sister in front of her, the big baby felt as if she was in a dream, and her body seemed to be lying in the clouds, floating.

"You are in poor health now and need to take good care of yourself, so don't think about anything. What do you want to ask when you are healthy in a while? Let's talk about it again, okay?" With strong encouragement in your eyes, she had never considered the inexplicable adoption of a child before, but maybe it was fate. She inexplicably liked this child. According to her current life, raising another child is not a problem. Lu Jingyan did not object, so Chaole decided so.

Since Mu Huaijin came over, he built a simple pavilion in the yard and fed the child a bowl of porridge. He saw two men sitting opposite each other in the pavilion.

"This child will stay with us in the future. Do you really don't object?" Although I don't know the identity of this man, Chaole knows that it is definitely not simple. The class of this era is clear, and the eldest child is from a low-poverty family. He is always worried that Lu Jingyan will dislike him.

"Just make it your decision." Now for Lu Jingyan, as long as Chaole agrees, he will not object. In the future, I really feel that one more person will disturb him and Chaole, and just arrange it to send it out. Give him a future and go to run by himself, which is considered to be the ultimate righteousness.

A bright smile appeared on his face, and he was satisfied with the man's generosity. Because he was happy, he patted the man on the shoulder, said "Brothers are loyal enough", and then turned around and left.

Mu Huaijin in Tuliu Pavilion was stunned.

It turns out that the so-called sweetheart treats friends with this mentality?

When the child woke up, he needed to slowly warm and nourish the greasy things. He had to stay away from the big fish and meat. After asking Mu Huaijin, he still cooked millet porridge for the big baby at night. The next day he stewed chicken soup and skipped off the greasy noodles. The clear and fresh mushroom chicken soup was released from the pot. The aroma spread throughout the courtyard, attracting two men.

I served a bowl of chicken soup and planned to feed the eldest child first, but I saw two men standing at the kitchen door looking at him eagerly.

I have long been accustomed to Mu Huaijin's pursuit of food, but Lu Jingyan, a man, has lived with her for so long, but I didn't expect that he would be the same as Mu Huaijin today.

"It's still early to lunch time. If you want to drink, go and serve it yourself." She made a large jar of chicken soup, not afraid of not enough. After saying that, she raised her foot and walked towards the room.

In the room, the big kid who heard the sound raised his head and looked at the door. When he saw Chaole coming in with something in his arms, he subconsciously pursed his lips and swallowed. He woke up for a day and found out what he should have. This place was the first time in his life that he had experienced warmth and warmth. The elder sister who saved him was very kind and made porridge for him and told him that it was not that he would not let him eat more, but that his body was too weak and his spleen and stomach were not good enough to eat too much at once. Today, his eyes fell in the soup bowl in Chaole's hand. He had never drunk it, but smelled it, and this smelled it even more fragrant, so he was not sure if it was something he guessed.

"This is chicken soup. If you have bad spleen and stomach, you should not drink too greasy, so I took off the oil stains of the chicken soup and tasted it and saw how it tasted?" He explained with a smile, then scooped a spoonful and handed it to the big baby's mouth.

The body is the most honest. Before I could think about anything else, I opened my mouth and drank the chicken soup in the spoon.
Chapter completed!