Eighty-seventh bowl of soup (two)

Anyone who sees such a beautiful, clean and cute little girl will be unable to help but like it? She is not willful or in trouble, she is considerate, sensible and well-behaved. Who can turn a blind eye to such a pitiful little face?

A boy can.

After hearing Qinghuan's words, he curled his lips again, and then immediately jumped off the tree, at least two meters above the ground, without blinking.

Qinghuan exclaimed: "Brother——"

Why, want to ask him to take her down?

"You, are you okay? That's so tall..."

The boy's intact eye was unfathomable. He looked up at Qinghuan, who was struggling with the tree trunk, and said with no humanity: "Since you can't get down, then stay on it."

As he said that, he ate all her meal and disappeared from Qinghuan's sight.

He just hates this weak little devil. He looks like he will fall down just by poking, but he always opens his eyes stubbornly. No matter how he refuses, ignores, or bullies her, she doesn't cry.

It makes him feel no pleasure of destruction.

Qinghuan hugged the tree trunk and sighed. She was worthy of being the great devil. She was so difficult to deal with when she was a child. She should be glad that she met him when she was a child, otherwise she would not know how troublesome it would be. If no one came to guide and help him, the child would only completely fall into darkness. But perhaps he is born evil, and the ** he wants to destroy in his bones is the reason why he does not allow anyone to get close to. He cannot trust others, nor can he let others believe in himself. He cares nothing except his own life.

But he was only eleven years old, so cruel and ruthless. What would it look like if he grew up?

However, she is just a five-year-old girl now, and she has tried her best to climb up a tree. It is rare to see a little girl as cute and sensible as her, but the boy can treat her with no slightest sign, which means that he has no soft spot in his heart. Before, she saw him kicking the cat in the yard with expressionless expression, just because the cat blocked his way.

Maybe it was because she saw him that he was so bad when facing her. Because he turned a blind eye to the rest of the orphanage. Maybe Qinghuan saw his unknown dark side, so even if she was very young and didn't know anything, he wanted to destroy her.

It's ridiculous. Facing a person like him, a clean and gentle angel is something that shouldn't exist at all.

Qinghuan lay on the tree for a long time but didn't see anyone. In the end, she fell asleep in a daze. Anyway, she didn't plan to go down. To put it bluntly, she wanted to bet on a bitter plan. Although the boy always acted like he hated her, isn't this extreme annoyance of her also a desire in another sense?

The reason why Qinghuan dared to think this way was because she knew everything that happened to this person. The boy still had a soft place in his heart, despite that little softness and pitifulness.

She guessed it well.

After the boy ate her breakfast, he was still alone like other times. After he woke up, he was not allowed to touch his wounds again. The children in the orphanage all agreed that he was the worst child and no one would ever approach him.

Therefore, when everyone saw the boy appearing for supper, they were surprised. However, the boy walked in as if no one was around and found an empty seat to sit down. There was a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun and a little pickled vegetables in the empty seat, and he ate them in a few seconds. Only then did the child scream: "That's Qinghuan's supper! You can't eat it!"

The boy glanced at him, and his cold eyes as if he was like a beast shocked the child. Then he ignored the others and turned around and left.

He seemed to have a sense of innate cruelty, and even the dean was shocked.

The boy left the canteen, walked all the way to the big tree in the yard, looked up. The little girl with red eyes holding the tree trunk and stared at him foolishly, and then sucked the snot that was about to fall off. The boy's eyes exposed outside had no feelings, and he asked, "Why don't you ask someone to save you?"

As long as she shouts and pushes the blame to him, she will be so painful that no one will blame her.

Qinghuan held the tree trunk, still feeling very aggrieved: "I don't want to shout..."

For some reason, the boy felt that he knew why she didn't want to scream.

It was so stupid. Then he walked over and stretched out his arms: "Jump down."

Qinghuan looked at him with eyes, letting go of his hand without hesitation, without any doubt or fear.

The boy's eyes were complicated. After catching her, he threw her away almost immediately, turned around and left.

"elder brother……"

The faint cry behind him stopped his steps, just for a moment.

From this day on, the children in the orphanage have been used to such a scene - the most likable little girl in the yard follows the stinky and rude boy every day, her brother screams in a short while, and she doesn't care about the boy and she still likes to pester him. It's really hard to understand. How could such a cute little girl in Qinghuan like such a bad boy?

However, due to Qinghuan's persistence, they had to work with the teenagers. They ate, bathed, and slept together every day, and then did handicrafts together. They were very busy every day. Except for an extra teenager with a bad temper, the life in the orphanage did not change at all, just like a stagnant water without any turmoil.

Although Qinghuan pesters the boy every day, she knows that it takes an opportunity to soften the other party. This kind of thing is unhurried. All she can do is to make a daily favorable impression, and the rest can only be handed over to God.

On that day, they pushed a cart and formed a team to sell bracelets. The bracelets were made by themselves, and wearing beads was very simple. The dean's mother said that they could not get it without work, so they were not allowed to go out to beg, and they were asked to learn to be self-reliant. These bracelets were cheap and beautiful, and they were sold by children, so they could indeed make some money after removing the cost. However, they would need to wear bracelets sold in a day for seven or eight days. If all the bracelets were sold, each of them would get a piece of meat for dinner.

In order to be able to eat meat, the children are very hard-working.

Of course, Qinghuan was in the same group as the boys. They were pushing a cart, and Qinghuan carried a small white-washed bag on her back - this was donated to their orphanage by caring people in society. Each group had one, which contained pitifully small change.

She was short, but very careful. She pushed the cart and didn't forget to talk to the boy beside her: "Brother, can you keep this for you?"

He stopped, took off his small bag, and stood on tiptoe to hang it on the boy's neck. The boy looked at her expressionlessly. The small bag was ridiculously flat, and the largest denomination inside was only five yuan, and more were 50 cents per cent coins, which were all obtained by her picking up a bottle.

"Are you tired?" Qing Huan asked him, "Then brother, let's rest here. I'll go around the street and come back."

It seems that no matter how hard life is, she can laugh so happily.

The boy lowered his eyes and said nothing, but followed her.

They walked around the street and were lined up outside a cinema. Because Qinghuan looked cute and sweet, and the bracelet was indeed beautiful and cheap, many were sold in a short while.

Qinghuan was very happy: "I sold a lot today, and the dean's mother will definitely be very happy!"

She wiped the sweat beads on the tip of her nose and smiled happily at the boy. The boy opened his eyes and walked to a corner where there were few people. Qinghuan thought he was tired, so hesitated for a while, pushed the car to him, turned around and ran away.

The boy looked at the direction she ran coldly and sneered - it was indeed a child, and he could not resist the temptation of candy and ice cream.

He closed his eyes and rested and stopped looking at her until the cold touch touched his cheeks. He opened his eyes and smiled sweetly: "Brother, this is for you."

It's a glass of iced juice, which is not cheap.

The boy did not refuse and took a big gulp. He noticed the little girl's longing eyes and stopped: "Do you want to drink?"

"Yeah~" she refused, "I brought water."

Yes, there is also a very heavy mineral water bottle on her neck. She scalded it with hot water from the outside, and the inside is filled with cool white. Each group of children brings a bottle. They make very little money and no one will spend it randomly.

The boy suddenly felt that the drink in his hand was heavy and could not hold it in one hand.

Qing Huan unscrewed the bottle cap. Because he was small, he held his hands in two small hands, took a few sips, and smiled again: "It's so cool!"

It’s cooler? Such ghost weather can dry people.

The two children sat on the street corner where there were few people, Qinghuan looked up at the sky: "Brother, look, the sky is so blue."

But the boy only saw the endless oppression and distantness.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came, "Little sister, how do you sell this bracelet?"

Qinghuan immediately stood up and twisted the water bottle: "Hello, Uncle, 50 cents a piece."

"That's it." The person who came was a middle-aged man who looked very kind. "Uncle wants to buy everything, is that OK?"

"Really?" Qinghuan opened her eyes wide, "Uncle wants to buy them all?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man touched her head and pinched her small and cute ears. Qinghuan shook, "Uncle?"

"By the way." The middle-aged man smiled even more gently, which made the eyes that were already small on his fat face narrowed into a line, making it even more difficult to see clearly. "Uncle has a lot of beautiful clothes and delicious food at home. Do you want it?"

Qinghuan shook her head: "The dean's mother said she could not take other people's things at will--"

"You can take them back and give them to someone else."

Given to someone else?

Qinghuan's eyes lit up: "Is that OK? Can I give it to my friends?"

"Of course." The man smiled even deeper.

From beginning to end, the boy said nothing.
Chapter completed!