Is this little guy stupid?
Such a big lump of flowers? I'm so disgusted!
Eh? Who was it? Who's talking there? It's exactly what I thought. It's too godly. No way, I was just thinking about it. Why did I say it myself? This is their territory!: Why are you in my house and sleeping with my pig? Who are you?"
The soft child's voice had a heavy nasal tone. Her voice was quite pleasant to hear, but why did the words she said sound so unpleasant? She really had the urge to slap him to death.
"Which eye of yours saw me sleeping with your sow!”"You! You. You…" Humph, you're so angry that you can't say anything. Who asked you to be so vicious with your words? You asked for it.
。In the past, there was also a person who was often angered by me like this. He was often angered by me to the point that his two beautiful big eyes were filled with tears like a bullied puppy. Looking at the snot covered face in front of me, I suddenly lost the desire to fight with him. After that, he kept asking me all kinds of questions, but my mouth was locked and I couldn't say a word anymore.
Not long after, he probably felt bored and left alone, leaving me curled up in a corner in a daze. A few minutes later, I was awakened by the clear smell of meat. I looked up and saw the annoying big dog following behind him, staring enviously at the full lunch box in his hand."I know. You must be hungry, so you don't have the strength to talk. I brought my food over.”Her face was flushed red, probably because she ran too fast, and her snot was still hanging from her nose. She was still sucking on the ground, and her forehead was still covered in sweat. Her two big black eyes were still looking at me. The two missing front teeth were revealed in his smiling mouth.
Her fair and tender hands were still holding a big bowl of rice. I personally think it should be called a bowl. To be honest, I've never seen anyone eat with such a big bowl. However, the dishes inside were really fragrant. There was a huge chicken drumstick lying quietly in the lunch box, and there were chicken wings and pork knuckles. They were all meat that covered the lunch box so tightly that there was almost no rice. I had seen these before, but I had never eaten them before.
This was the first time in a long time that I had the chance to eat such a sumptuous meal. It was already good enough for me to have something to chew on when I was wandering around. How could I have the chance to eat meat? I took the lunchbox with trembling black hands. The big dog looked at the food in my hand pitifully, but I didn't plan to give it to him because I had never eaten such a good meal.
I stuffed the meat into my mouth in big mouthfuls. My left hand grabbed the greasy chicken leg, and my right hand grabbed the pig's knuckle as I desperately stuffed it into my mouth. I wanted to grab the chicken wing, but my hands were not enough. He used his chopsticks to pick up the chicken wing. Carefully and clumsily, she handed it to my mouth. Looking at my disheveled manner of eating and the unsightly chicken leg and pig knuckle that I bit, he laughed. Looking at how he wanted to laugh but was holding back, humph, laugh all you want. I don't mind being laughed at by you because you're the first person who treats me so well other than her.
The smile on your face is very familiar to me, because before this, there was someone who often smiled at me like this. However, the smile disappeared soon after.
The full meal was quickly devoured by me. He felt very satisfied. "Gu." Whose stomach is growling? It can't be me, right? I just finished such a big bowl of rice. I turned around and looked at the big dog. The only sound the big dog could make was the sound of saliva falling to the ground."Um. That's coming from my stomach. I, I…"I still have dinner." The little fatty looked at me awkwardly.
This little fatty is probably a fool with a bad brain. Otherwise, why would she give me her food? Just like before, she would finish my food every time. Her stomach was growling, and she told me that she hadn't eaten yet. really silly
She's the stupidest person I've ever met. After dinner. He sneaked me into his room, a large room that was completely his own.
The big Simmons was filled with his toys. That was Ultraman. I had seen him outside the mall before. However, the price was so expensive that it was scary. There was a Rubik's cube platter and a big bear lying on the blanket. There were also several bumper cars under the bed. This was really a small children's playground. He was just short of a memorial arch. Before I could finish expressing my admiration. He dragged me into the small bathroom in the room.
The things related to washing up were neatly arranged on both ends of the mirror. How could this village kid be so extravagant? Sweat! The owner of this family did not know what a low-key life was. When I was in a daze, he went to find his clothes. It was probably new and he hadn't even had time to tear off the label. He pushed me in and told me to take a shower by myself. She washed herself before coming out to put on her clothes. But I've never taken a bath before. I don't know how to take a bath. I had no choice. He helped me wash myself. He tore off the torn and dirty cloth on my body and threw it into the trash can. He let me lie in the bathtub that was filled with water.
He poured a lot of shampoo on my head. He used his fair and tender hands to rub my head vigorously. She had no idea that he had ripped off Wen Rou's scalp. It hurts so much. Tears were running out. Half an hour later, he had finished a bottle of shampoo. Finally, he said that it was okay. Even if my hair hadn't been washed, was it that dirty? I rubbed so hard that my hair fell out. My heart ached so much. Next, I took a shower. I didn't even know how to take a shower gently. He used so much force to rub the bath ball on my body that my skin bled. After changing the water 13 times, I could finally see the original color of the water that I had washed. I didn't know that I was really that dirty. After successfully using up the third bottle of shower gel, he finally picked me up. His chubby hands were busy in front of me. The floor was covered in foam that he had made himself, and his small hands were wrinkled from washing.
Even his snot covered face was covered in water droplets and bubbles. I reached out my clean hand to wipe the bubbles and sweat off his face. By the time I was completely cleaned from head to toe, it was already three hours later. The entire bathroom in the room was filled with my dirty water. From the way he hurriedly bathed me, I knew that this guy definitely didn't bathe himself.
Because he almost gave me toilet cleaner to shower with. Now, we stood in front of the mirror and looked at the two similarly young faces in the mirror. One of the round and chubby faces was still covered in clear snot, and the other face was very pale. It was a pale color due to insufficient nutrition. Two cute dimples were faintly visible on his thin face, and his two large and clear eyes were so dark that it seemed to be able to suck into the depths of your soul.
It was a soul-sucking eye large enough to be set above the small, upturned nose. It took up almost half of my entire face. Other than the fact that I was a little thin and pale due to insufficient nutrition, this face was really unfamiliar to me because I usually saw my dark face and dirty hair.
Suddenly, when I looked in the mirror and saw that I was completely different from usual, I really had a feeling that I didn't know him. He pointed at the face in the mirror that looked exactly like him and said," I'm the most beautiful little princess he's ever seen. Hehe, how ironic. Have you ever seen someone who lives in a garbage dump all day long?" Was she a princess who stole all day and looked at people's faces?
This is the least funny joke I've ever heard. Have you ever seen a princess in such dire straits like me? I asked him, and he fell silent from the sad smile on my face.
。Children my age are all lying in their parents 'arms and eating their favorite KFC. I was showing off the little red flower that I had fought for. At that time, I followed her on the street and carefully picked up the food that people threw on the ground. I drank the half steamed bun next to the trash can and the soda that others left behind. I thought about where I could pick up more food tomorrow. The urban management in that area did not allow the appearance of little beggars. I felt that my life was a reflection of those little refugees, but he called me a little princess.
Haha. I'm just a nameless beggar who lives in the garbage dumps that others despise every day. I don't even know if I was abandoned or born an orphan beggar.
Don't call me princess, because I can't afford it. I'm just a beggar who worries about his livelihood all day long! I don't know if life is mocking me, or if I've lowered my definition of survival.
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