Eighty-seventh bowl of soup (4)

This is not the illusion of Qinghuan alone. Other people in the orphanage also felt the same. In the past, no one paid attention to the youngsters who didn't even know their names. Recently, they have become better with Qinghuan. Not to mention that I would grab two meals for three meals a day and then share them with her, that is, they usually make handicrafts or go out to sell things. The teenagers will also take the initiative to join Qinghuan. Every time they come back, they are the first to sell the most. The young man seemed to be less annoying than before, although he still didn't talk to anyone except Qinghuan.

After fighting with the teenager, Qing Huan had to take out every meal with him. This day, she was trying hard to dig out the multi-grain rice in a small bowl, and the side dish was roast pork with cabbage-very fat and fat pork. Basically, you can't see the skinny ones, but they are already very extravagant for the children in the orphanage. Therefore, although Qinghuan doesn't like to eat, it is not wasted. In the name of caring for his brother, it is all given to the teenagers.

The teenager is not as picky as she is. Facing the fatty noodles, she swallowed it in one mouthful. Then when Qinghuan was slicing the rice, her little bowl suddenly sank. It turned out that a braised chicken leg suddenly appeared.

This chicken thigh is full and delicious, the brown skin exudes a mouth-watering smell, and it is very big, it is delicious at first glance. Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and she looked at the juvenile bowl first-there was nothing empty there, so she reluctantly picked up the chicken legs: "Brother..."

"For you."

She pursed her small mouth: "But my brother doesn't." She insisted on giving it to the teenager.

The boy looked at her strangely: "You don't want to eat?"

Qing Huan struggled for two seconds, and finally failed to overcome her desire: "Yes. But if my brother doesn't have one, then I won't eat."

The young man patted her little head: "One and half."

It was said that it was half of a person. In fact, he ate the skin and bones, and the rest of the meat was broken up and put into the Qinghuan bowl. The bones creaked in his mouth, and the boy swallowed without changing his face. He now has a lot of money, but the money is very important and can't be spent casually. If it wasn't for a gust of wind that could blow away, he wouldn't buy a drumstick back from her today.

Just such a chicken leg costs eight yuan, and the teenager is very painful.

He coaxed Qing Huan into believing the lie that he had eaten half of it, and started eating meat with rice seriously. This meat is much more delicious than the cabbage pork cooked by the dean's mother, but at the moment she has a small appetite and can't finish it at all. In the end, the remaining teenagers didn't dislike it at all and were swept into her stomach by him. But in spite of this, he still can't get enough to eat. A teenager who is in the developmental period can be fed with such a small amount of food, not to mention that he exercises a lot every day, and eating such a small amount of food is just to cushion his stomach.

Since arriving at the orphanage, the teenager has not eaten a full meal for a long time. He has long been used to such days, so he doesn't feel bitter. But I don't know why he thinks that a young girl like Qing Huan should not suffer such a crime, eating a little bit of food carefully every day, and worrying about whether others will not have enough to eat-stupid enough.

The days passed by like water, because the teenager never told anyone his name, so everyone called him one-eyed. His other eye is not cured, and there are still small children's slap-sized jagged around the eyes. His dark scars look very scary, so they are usually wrapped in bandages. Qing Huan didn't like this name, but the boy didn't care about it. He didn't care about the fact that this beautiful skin was destroyed.

By chance, the dean’s mother was helped by a female reporter when she went out to raise funds. She expressed her sympathy for the female reporter in the orphanage and wrote a report for them. That day was probably the cleanest and busiest day in the orphanage. All the children lined up in neat clothes and asked the photographer to take a photo. These children, who have experienced hardships and suffered from diseases but are struggling to live, are like angels. They quickly aroused repercussions in all walks of life. Donation cheques flooded in like snowflakes, and everyone was finally able to have a real meal.

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

Qinghuan pulled her little skirt a little uneasy. This skirt was given by the reporter's aunt. Because she was fed food by the teenager every meal, she didn't look so thin and weak. On the contrary, it was white, tender and round. Run, a little pink skirt was worn on her, showing two cute calves like lotus roots, a pair of 70% new little red leather shoes stepped on her feet, her hair tied into a ball head, big eyes and a tender face with bangs. Appearing in front of everyone, it becomes the focus.

But she was obviously scared.

The boy was leaning on the tree, looking at Qinghuan with cold eyes. He took care of the little girl, but if she wanted to leave here, of course it would be a good choice. Such a cute, and rare, flawless child, must be very popular, right?

He bit a piece of grass in his mouth. He is not interested in getting involved with this kind of thing, and he doesn't want to be adopted, so he doesn't care at all about who is here today.

The dean stood beside Qinghuan, knelt down to touch her head and smiled to a middle-aged couple: "This child is sensible and clever, but a little scared of life. I will ask you to take care of it in the future." Then she said to Qinghuan. Say, "When you get to Mom and Dad's house, you must be good."

It had already decided whether she would stay or leave. Qing Huan couldn't help but step back as she looked at the kindly pair of people who stretched out their hands to herself and seemed to want to hug her.

She is the prettiest child in the entire orphanage, and she is also very young. She might not remember what happened here for a few years and treat them as biological parents. Therefore, many people fell in love with Qinghuan as soon as they came, but unfortunately they were preempted by this middle-aged couple.

Qing Huan was forced to let the middle-aged man pick her up. She stiffened all over her body, and then suddenly started crying and struggling: "Brother! Where is the brother! I want my brother! I want my brother!"

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

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

Then we must reconsider the issue of adoption.

The dean quickly explained that the two children were not related by blood, and then sent Qinghuan to the arms of the middle-aged couple. Qing Huan stubbornly grabbed her finger and refused to go over. The dean was anxious. This silly child, this couple are all decent figures. When they are children, they don't have to stay here and suffer hardship in the future!

The young man lowered his head and looked down. Qing Huan cried and stretched out his hand in his direction, not knowing when he saw him. Obviously so many people were there, no one noticed his presence on the tree.

Could it be that her predecessors owed her nothing, so clingy.

The first time I fell was not light, and the stupid girl didn't know if it hurt or not.

He jumped down the tree neatly and passed the crowd flexibly. When Qing Huan saw him, he let go of the dean’s hand and rushed over, clinging tightly to his waist: "I don’t want to go, I want to be with my brother. together!"

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

She stopped crying or yelling immediately, sobbing obediently in his arms, she changed back to the beautiful and lovely little angel that everyone saw at the beginning.

This is difficult.

Seeing that this child is very dependent on this boy's situation. No one wants to adopt a child that is so big and has a bad appearance. If that's the case, let's give up this little girl.

"President." The young man looked up. This was the first time he took the initiative to speak 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 her lovely child to have a home.

"And this person, because she struggled twice and threw her down, will he be good to her in the future?" The boy said coldly, "No one asked her if she hurt or not when she fell."

Qing Huan whispered in his arms: "...It hurts."

The dean was speechless.

The young man stopped talking to them, and he didn't bother to deal with 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 let me hold you suddenly?"

Qing Huan pursed her mouth, and after a while said timidly: "That uncle...he touched me here." He took the young man's hand and peeked down.

The boy's face suddenly became extremely ugly, no wonder he thought that the man was holding a stupid child in a weird posture, and he dared to do this in the public, he must be a habitual offender, right? I heard that he has adopted four or five children in his family, and he has been praised as a philanthropist and a good person. It turns out that he is so "good"?

No one knows what the teenager was thinking about. After all the adopters left that day, a few healthy children were missing during dinner. No one will adopt these children who are sick or born disabled. The middle-aged couple left after seeing that Qinghuan could not be adopted, and before leaving, they couldn't help apologizing for not holding Qinghuan firmly. The dean was also very embarrassed, she didn't know what the man did to Qing Huan.

Whether it's intentional or unintentional, it's a fact.

The teenager does not live with other children. He sleeps in the utility room alone. After Qinghuan pesters him to sleep together, there are two people. In the evening, he gently pushed away Qinghuan, who was sleeping soundly on his body, took out the phone under the pillow and made a call.

I didn't know what was said on the other end, and the boy smiled rare: "I am short of money recently. I want to trouble you to give me something."