Zhong Xiaomu looked up at her little face and prayed, but unfortunately she was ignored by Zhong Liyan. Due to her sister's majesty, Zhong Xiaomu had to look at the pitiful young man holding a bowl while eating.

Zhong Liyan felt a pair of scorching and suppressing anger almost burned her through her sharp gaze, as if she was a beast that had robbed food but had not caught her hair erect. Zhong Liyan was not affected at all. During this period, the boy secretly wanted to extend his chopsticks to the fish, but every time he was blocked by Zhong Liyan without any hesitation and heartbroken.

The boy drank the millet porridge so much, threw the rice bowl on the table, touched the corner of his mouth, and declared his anger.

Zhong Liyan was afraid that she would make people too funny, so she suppressed the smile on her face. Seeing the dust and blood on the cloth clothes he was wearing, if the wound was not treated earlier, it would be hot summer again, and it would be a hot summer, so she said warmly: "You took off your clothes and I boiled water in the pot."

The boy's eyes, as dark as a deep pool, glanced at her indifferently, with a look of alertness, coldness and distantness, and a hint of anger. He turned around without looking back and walked outside. As soon as Zhong Liyan followed him out, he watched him jump out of the low wall on the other side quickly.

Zhong Liyan: "..." So he really came to her bucket of fish.

In the evening, Zhongliyan prepared the meal, and there was a lot of snake soup meat added to the table. The wild food always had a bit of earthy smell of wild game. Zhongliyan could not get rid of the taste with very few ingredients, so she had to add a drop of spiritual spring or two, and the taste was gone.

"Sister, where is that little brother?" Zhong Xiaomu hurried to the kitchen and asked.

Zhong Liyan saw him anxiously and said, "He's gone."

"But the little brother is still injured. If the bad guy finds him, it will be bad." Zhong Xiaomu said worriedly: "Sister, let's go and find the little brother quickly."

Zhong Liyan sighed. Sure enough, she was a real bad woman. The boy not only did not stop her from leaving her but was relieved. Now he was even more unlikely to go to him. So he squatted down, looked straight with Zhong Xiaomu, touched his little head and said, "Xiaomu, my sister wants to help him, but we can't take care of ourselves now. Let's help him, who will help us again?"

When Zhong Xiaomu heard this, he lowered his head in disappointment. After a while, he spoke, "Sister, I'm sorry, Xiaomu is not good. I'll share the food you have obtained with hard work to others." Zhong Xiaomu knows that food is hard-earned than anyone else, and secretly blames himself for being too ignorant. My sister has worked so hard that she has been making things difficult for her.

Zhong Liyan saw through Zhong Xiaomu's straightforward thoughts at a glance, and was quite relieved. She once tried her best to waste her life and death for the people she was closest to, and her efforts to get a place to live were not worth a moment in their eyes. Instead, she took it for granted and betrayed her. Zhong Liyan completely became cold-hearted. Now seeing Zhong Xiaomu feel sorry for her and blame herself, Zhong Liyan feels that no matter how hard she works, she still has rewards. She kissed him gently on the cheek.

"Xiaomu is so good."

Zhong Xiaomu's ears turned red in an instant, and he looked shy and looked like a little girl, but he still kissed Zhong Liyan on the cheek with a serious look and said, "Sister is the best."

Since the two of them had a heart-to-heart talk, Zhong Xiaomu has never mentioned the boy again. Although he sympathized with the boy, he felt more sorry for his sister.
Chapter completed!