Eighty-seventh bowl of soup (four)

This is not Qinghuan's illusion alone. Others in the orphanage also think so. The boy who used to be stinkingly disregarded no one even knew his name. Recently, he has become better with Qinghuan. Not to mention that he would come to grab two meals a day and then give it to her. Even if he usually does handicrafts or goes out to sell things, the boy will take the initiative to join Qinghuan. Every time they are the first person to sell the most when they come back. The boy seems not as annoying as before, although he still doesn't talk to anyone except Qinghuan.

Since she got along with the boy, Qinghuan had to take every meal with him. That day she was trying to dig the mixed grains and rice in a small bowl. The side dish was pork with cabbage and roasted pork - very fat pork, basically no thin ones, but it was already very luxurious for the children in the orphanage. Therefore, although Qinghuan doesn't like to eat, it didn't waste it - she put them all over the boy in the name of caring about her brother.

The boy was not as picky as her. He swallowed the fat noodles without changing their color. Then, just as Qinghuan was shaving the rice, her small bowl suddenly sank, and it turned out that a braised chicken leg suddenly appeared.

The chicken legs are full and fragrant, with the browned skin emitting a mouth-watering smell, and it is very big, and it tastes delicious at first glance. Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and she first looked at the boy's bowl - there was nothing empty there, so she reluctantly grabbed the chicken legs: "Brother..."

"For you."

She pursed her lips: "But my brother didn't." She insisted on clamping it to the boy.

The boy looked at her strangely: "Don't you want to eat?"

Qinghuan struggled for two seconds in her heart, but in the end she couldn't overcome her desire: "I think. But my brother doesn't, so I won't eat it."

The boy patted her little head for the first time: "One person has half."

It was said that it was half of each person, but in fact he ate the skin and bones, and the remaining meat was broken and put into Qinghuan's bowl. The bones creaked in his mouth, and the boy swallowed it without changing his color. He now has a lot of money, but this money is very important and cannot be spent casually. If Qinghuan's thin gust of wind could blow away, he wouldn't have bought a chicken leg to hide it from her today.

Just one chicken leg costs eight yuan, and the boy felt very painful.

Qinghuan was coaxed by him to believe that he had eaten half of his lies, and he ate the meat seriously with rice. This meat was much better than the cabbage and pork cooked by the dean's mother. However, she was small at the moment and could not finish it. In the end, the remaining boy did not dislike him at all, and he swept it into his stomach. But despite this, he still couldn't eat enough. The boy in the development stage could not feed such a little food, not to mention that he exercised a lot every day, and eating such a little is just to suffice his belly.

Since he was sent to the orphanage, the boy hadn't had a full meal for a long time. He had been used to such days, so he didn't feel bitter. But for some reason, he thought that a delicate little girl like Qinghuan should not suffer such a crime. She ate a little bit of food every day, and was worried that others would not be able to eat enough - she was stupid.

Life passed like a dull thing. Because the boy never told anyone his name, everyone called him one-eyed. His other eye could not be cured. There were still dark scars as big as a child's palm around his eyes, which looked very scary, so they were usually wrapped with bandages. Qinghuan didn't like this title, but the boy himself didn't care. He didn't care at all about the fact that this beautiful skin was destroyed.

By chance, the dean's mother was helping a female reporter when she went out to raise funds. She expressed her sympathy for the female reporter's experience in the orphanage and wrote a report for them. That day was probably the cleanest and most lively day in the orphanage. All the children were lined up in line in neat clothes, and the photographer took a photo. These children who had experienced hardships and were sick but worked hard to live were like angels. They soon caused a response from all walks of life. Donations checks came like snowflakes, and everyone was able to have a full meal.

At the same time, they also welcomed the first group of people from the society who came to the orphanage to show their love.

Qinghuan pulled the small skirt on her body a little uneasy. This skirt was given by the reporter's aunt. Because she would be fed food by the boy for every meal, she would not look so thin anymore, but instead she was white, tender, round and round. The pink skirt was worn on her body, revealing two cute calves like lotus nodes. She was wearing a pair of 70% new little red leather shoes under her feet, her hair was tied into a bun, her big eyes were as big as bangs, and her face became the focus as soon as she appeared in front of everyone.

But she was obviously very scared.

The boy leaned against the tree, looking at Qinghuan with cold eyes. He was taking care of this little girl, but if she wanted to leave here, it would of course be a good choice. She is so cute and a rare child without defects, so she must be very popular, right?

He bit a piece of grass in his mouth. He had no interest in interfering with this kind of thing, nor did he want to be adopted, so he didn't care at all who came today.

The dean stood beside Qinghuan, squatted down and touched her head and smiled at the middle-aged couple, "This child is sensible and smart, but he is a little afraid of having sex. Please worry more in the future." Then she said to Qinghuan, "When you arrive at your parents' home, you must be good."

It was simply decided whether she would stay or not. Qinghuan looked at the kind-hearted pair of people who stretched out their hands to her and seemed to want to hug her, and couldn't help but take a step back.

She is the most beautiful child in the entire orphanage, and she is young. She should not remember what happened here after raising her for a few years, and she will treat them as her biological parents. Therefore, many people like Qinghuan as soon as they come, but unfortunately they were taken first by this middle-aged couple.

Qinghuan was forced to pick her up by the middle-aged man. She was stiff all over first, and then suddenly started to cry and struggle: "Brother! Where is the brother? I want my brother! I want my brother!"

The middle-aged man looked ugly because she struggled so hard that he subconsciously let go of his hand, and Qinghuan fell to the ground like this. She cried and got up and was about to run away, but the dean stopped her. Before he started coaxing her, he heard her crying and refusing: "I don't want to be adopted, I want to be with my brother! Brother! Brother!"

She kept calling her brother, and the adults present looked at each other when they heard this: "Why does this child have a brother?"

Then we have to reconsider the adoption issue.

The dean quickly explained that the two children were not related by blood, and then he wanted to send Qing Huan to the middle-aged couple's arms. Qing Huan grabbed her finger tightly and refused to go over. The dean was anxious. This silly child, this couple is both well-known figures. As their children, they don't have to stay here to suffer in the future!

The boy looked down, and Qinghuan cried and reached out in his direction. He didn't know when he saw him. There were so many people there, but no one noticed his existence on the tree.

Could it be that I owe her in my previous life, so clingy?

The moment I fell just now, the stupid girl didn't know if it hurts.

He jumped out of the tree neatly and passed through the crowd flexibly. When Qinghuan saw him, she let go of the dean's hand and rushed over, hugging his waist tightly: "I don't want to leave, I want to be with my brother!"

The boy pinched her small ear: "Shut up."

She immediately stopped crying or shouting, sobbing in his arms obediently, and turned back to the beautiful and cute little angel that everyone saw at the beginning.

This is difficult to deal with.

It seems that this child is very dependent on this boy. No one wants to adopt a child that is so big and has a broken appearance. Since that is the case, let’s give up on this little girl.

"Dean." The boy looked up. This was the first time he took the initiative to talk to someone other than Qinghuan. "She doesn't want to be adopted."

"But--"

"I will take care of her." The boy said again. "If you think she is a burden, I will take her away."

How could the dean think that Qinghuan is a burden? She just wants the cute child to have a home.

"And this person, because she struggled for a few times, would he throw her down directly. Will he treat her well in the future?" the young man said coldly, "When he fell just now, no one asked her if it hurts."

Qinghuan whispered in his arms: "...it hurts."

The dean was speechless.

The boy stopped talking to them anymore. He was too lazy to care about how to solve this matter. Anyway, it was the dean's business. He hugged Qinghuan and walked away, and asked her on the way: "Why didn't you suddenly let him hug me?"

Qinghuan pursed her lips and said timidly for a while: "That uncle... he touched me." He took the boy's hand and looked down.

The boy's face suddenly became extremely ugly. No wonder he thought the man's posture of holding a stupid child was strange. He dared to do this in public. It must be a habitual offense, right? I heard that his family also adopted four or five children, and he has been praised as a philanthropist and a great man. So it turns out that it is "good"?

The boy was thinking about what he was. In short, after all the adopted people left that day, there were few healthy children during dinner. No one would adopt these children who were sick or born with incompleteness. The middle-aged couple left when they saw that they could not adopt Qinghuan. Before leaving, they kept apologizing for not being able to hold Qinghuan. The dean was also embarrassed, and she didn't know what the man did to Qinghuan.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it is true that you encounter it.

The boy did not live with other children. He slept alone in the utility room. Qing Huan pestered him to sleep with him and then two of them were there. At night, he gently pushed Qing Huan, who was sleeping soundly on his body, took out the cell phone under the pillow and made a phone call.

I don’t know what I said on the other end, but the boy smiled rarely: “I’m short of money recently, so I’m going to give you some.”
Chapter completed!