Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 777: The eighty-second bowl of soup (3)
The eighty-second bowl of soup (3)
But this child has terrible scars all over his body. Rao Shiqinghuan is well-informed, and he has never seen so many injuries on a child of this age.
Her movements became lighter. Although she pressed Zhanryu to the shore, she just didn't let him move. "Good."
Zhanlu didn't move at first, then frantically struggled. For him, this kind of being knocked down has happened too many times, and every time it is a huge injury, but no matter how he is injured, he never gives in, and still has to struggle, struggle until until death.
Qing Huan was sweating profusely by him. The little child looked at the little one and seemed to have no ability, but the strength was astonishing, and she was desperate. She struggled regardless. She was afraid of hurting him. He had to stop him, except for a pair of **** eyes, no part of his body could move, and Zhan Lu was considered to be honest.
Qing Huan looked at his eyes full of hatred and cold, first sighed, and then patted his head - a dirty head, with tufts of hair that hadn't been washed for a long time, but she didn't Disgusted, but gentle eyes: "I didn't say to take you to eat delicious food, but also help you teach the people who bullied you, don't move anymore, I won't hit you again."
As he said that, his hands were already helping him take a bath. The dirt on the little guy can scrape off a large layer, and Qing Huan is disgusted if he has no cleanliness. But even so, the scars are hard to hide. What kind of life did he live in Tiandao Sect? He is obviously a good-looking child, so why should he treat him like this?
It took her about an hour to wash Zhan-ryu, and her tired hands were about to break, but she didn't have clean clothes to wear, so she took off her robe and put it on him, then put it on his waist. Jian Song loosely tied the knot, Zhan Lu stared at the white robe on his body with frightened eyes, and Qing Huan realized when his eyes were wrong: "It doesn't matter, I brought this dress casually, you don't have to wear it. People dare to say anything about you."
As he spoke, he patted the little beast's head again. Zhan Lu's shoes were broken, and one of the soles had fallen off, so Qing Huan hugged him directly. He was thin and malnourished. I can't get enough to eat, so I don't have much weight. Afraid of his struggle, Qing Huan never let him free.
Zhan Lu's body exudes the scent of milk shower gel, finally feeling a little childish. Qing Huan snuck into the Tiandao Sect's kitchen with him in his arms. At this time, it was past dinner time, and the third-class disciples were all going to evening classes. The huge kitchen was empty. Qing Huan looked around, put Zhan Lu on a clean stove that had not been used much, and found some fresh ingredients, came over and asked him: "What do you want to eat?"
The little beast, unable to speak or move, set its sights on the beef not far away.
They all say that he is a beast, a beast, so they don't give him meat, saying that he will derive animal nature from eating meat - but Zhanlu doesn't understand, isn't he a beast? Why can't animals eat meat? The meat is delicious. He once stole a piece of raw meat, and he still remembers the wonderful taste. Unfortunately, he has never had the chance to eat it since then, except for the leftovers dumped as sour water. He didn't even have a bowl of clean rice.
Because he is the product of wolf ghosts and people, a monster.
Qing Huan saw his longing eyes, and there was an indescribable discomfort in his heart. She came over and touched Zhan Lu's head: "I'll untie it for you, you sit here and wait for me to cook the meal, but you are not allowed to escape, can you?"
Run away? Where can he escape to?
Qing Huan just asked him, and didn't have an answer, so he set him free and wrapped a chicken leg in oil paper for him. Zhan Lu's eyes glowed green, and his vertical pupils looked very excited. He hugged him and nibbled at him. Qing Huan looked at him in disbelief. This little idiot is so hungry that he even ate oiled paper. She hurriedly reached for it, but Zhanlu thought she was going to grab her food, and hid the chicken leg in her arms with one hand, and grabbed Qing Huan's wrist with the other and opened her mouth to take a bite.
She didn't expect it, so she was bitten straight, but felt no pain, even though Zary's canine teeth were digging deep into her flesh. Qing Huan sighed, knowing that it was difficult to gain the trust of this little beast-like child, so he didn't get angry, just looked at him tenderly and tolerantly.
In the seven-year-old life of Zhanyu so far, no one has ever shown kindness to him. His father was a wolf ghost, and his mother was a cultivator. They both died very early. From the moment he became conscious, all he got was rejection, disgust, alienation, and abuse.
That's why he hates the world.
But when someone is nice to him without any purpose, he will quickly want to seize this rare warmth and refuse to let go.
He bit Qing Huan's wrist and stared at her. He had only one feeling in his heart: this person's blood is so sweet.
He wants to keep drinking.
But if he does keep drinking, the man will die, right? Just like those pheasant rabbits that he caught and drank blood, they would all die, and their warm bodies would gradually become cold and stiff. But the pheasant rabbit can't hold him, can't talk to him softly, and can't give him something to eat.
Slowly, Zhan Lu let go, Qing Huan bent down and said to him, "I want to help you take off the oiled paper. That thing can't be eaten, it will cause diarrhea." She pointed to Zhan Lu. The chicken leg in the other hand didn't ask him for it, but picked up another piece of oiled paper and told him to take it off and throw it away.
In fact, at the beginning, I wrapped him in oil paper so that he would not eat too dirty, so that the clothes could be kept clean, but now it seems that even if it gets dirty, what's the point? It can be washed again, right?
Zhan Lu followed her example and took out the oil paper, first put it in his mouth and chewed it twice - just now he was so hungry that he ate it and didn't notice the taste of the oil paper. After finding that it was not tasty and had a strange smell, he obediently handed the oil paper out.
Qing Huan laughed and gave him another drumstick. Seeing the little beast's eyes lit up, the vertical pupils slowly enlarged and rounded - Qing Huan knew that he had been on alert all the time, and it became softer because of the food. Compared with ordinary people, his eyes were only bigger and more delicate. The black is more round, and the others can't see any difference.
She quickly ordered a bowl of noodles. The ingredients here are the best, and the food made is naturally more delicious. There was a lot of shredded pork in the noodles, and he beat a few eggs. When he brought it to Zhan Lu, he had already finished eating the chicken thighs. He ate it while the noodles were still hot. It seemed that someone would knock down his bowl in a while, but it was too hot. , He was reluctant to spit it out, hurriedly swallowed it, stuck out his little tongue and only exhaled, so cute.
Qinghuan her... She likes these little soft creatures very much. You can see from the few on the Naihe Bridge that cute little things are very attractive to her. So with a turn of her hand, she made a can of soda. The sound of opening the can made Zhanlu very frightened. He was shaken by the excitement. Only then did Qinghuan realize that when he was extremely nervous, his ears would become fluffy and stick to the sides. It was just that it was too difficult for her to take a bath and she ignored it. , No wonder... She said that she felt something strange.
The furry ears are black and blend in with the hair, but the trembling and trembling look is really cute. Although it is a little thinner and more injured, it still looks good. That's enough, at least For Qing Huan, it was enough to make her be more gentle to him.
Resisting the urge to reach out and rub her little ear, she poured the soda into a bowl and handed it to Zhanluy. It was the first time that Zhan Lu saw this kind of thing, and he felt that the girl in front of him would not harm him, so he tentatively put out a small pink tongue with Qing Huan's hand and licked it lightly. At first, I was stimulated to withdraw it, but when I rolled it into my mouth, I found it to be unexpectedly delicious. He glanced at Qing Huan quickly, held the bowl with two small meat pads, and drank half of the bowl before stopping.
The more Qing Huan looked at him, the more he liked it, so she told him: "Eat the noodles slowly, otherwise it will be very hot and your tongue will hurt, you know?"
Zhanlu hesitated before nodding, looking at her bitten wrist. Qing Huan followed his line of sight and smiled lightly: "You bit me, you have to listen to me in the future, otherwise I will be angry."
Zhan Lu didn't know what it meant to be obedient, he just barely understood what others said, he couldn't even talk, so he didn't respond to Qing Huan and continued to eat noodles.
Four dishes and a big pot of noodles, such an older child ate all of it, and his stomach was very high. Qing Huan saw that he was afraid that he would not have to eat in the future, so he tried desperately to eat, so he rubbed it. Stomach, decided to pack all the remaining ingredients and take away. After all, raising a child requires capital, and she is penniless now.
At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and there was a faint conversation: "...Alas, today's evening class is too long, I'm starving to death, I have to eat something."
"I really envy those third-class disciples. I only need to clean around at the moment, and I don't need to practice so hard at all."
"Bah, I think you just said that, would you really want to make you a third-class disciple?"
……
Several people said one word to another, but Zhan Lu's face turned pale. He knew what kind of treatment he was being caught stealing, especially since he was wearing a white robe that only first-class disciples could wear!
Just when he panicked and wanted to get into the stove to hide, Qing Huan hugged him, and with a little toes, he easily hid on the beam, stretched out his hand, and there was a piece of milk candy lying in the palm of his hand. .
She slowly peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into the little beast's mouth. The little guy was nervous to death, but as soon as the sweet taste entered, his expression changed instantly, his eyes were watery, the vertical pupils disappeared, and the round black The eyeballs are back.