A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

"Brother, can you smell the fragrance?" Beibei sniffed her nose, and the fragrance of white rice porridge wafted over. Just smelling the scent, she felt so happy.

Dabao also smelled it.

"Who's cooking porridge? It smells so good!"

The two children sniffed the aroma of the rice porridge greedily, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

They didn't know how long it had been since they had tasted white rice porridge.

Gu Qinghuan walked over slowly, holding a flashlight in one hand and an aluminum lunch box in the other.

It was impossible for her original body to have a flashlight, so she found this in the emergency box in the villa.

It was late at night, and there was no electric light or flashlight in the house, not even a kerosene lamp, so I could only use a flashlight.

A strong light hit the kang.

A slender figure appeared in front of him, which looked like a corpse at first glance, and scared Gu Qinghuan.

The man was so thin that his bones were just visible, like a skull in a TV drama, which was particularly creepy at night.

The reason why I had such an intuitive feeling was that the man's lower body was almost naked, with only an old towel covering it. His thighs to feet were all exposed, and he was frighteningly skinny.

His face was thin, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his cheekbones were high, his hair was long and spread on the kang, and his beard had not been shaved for a long time. He looked like a drug addict.

Although he looks weak, he has a strange yandere beauty. This guy must have been a handsome man in the past. Even if he is so crazy, he still has the ability to make people unable to take their eyes off him.

He was very tall and was tied up with hemp ropes as thick as fingers. I guess his life must have been hard.

Liu Guifang was not nice to the second child. When there were other people around, she would pretend to serve him food.

When no one is around, he calls me a lunatic and I don't even remember to feed him a meal for several days.

She did it on purpose, wanting him to starve to death so that everyone would be relieved.

The result was not satisfactory. Although Crazy Old Two was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones, he still survived tenaciously.

Because the two children often shared their food with the man and cleaned up the dirt on his body, which allowed him to survive.

Although the two little guys were not that scary, they were also skinny and wore ill-fitting, shabby clothes, but their little faces were clean.

They huddled beside their father and looked at Gu Qinghuan like frightened birds. The little girl hid in her brother's arms, trembling.

They already knew that grandma had spent money to buy a stepmother to take care of dad.

I heard from the children in the village that stepmothers are terrible, cannibalistic, don't give them food, and will drive them out sooner or later.

Therefore, the two children were naturally a little afraid of Gu Qinghuan, even though she looked so beautiful and was the most beautiful person they had ever seen.

The man on the bed felt the strong light and slowly opened his eyes. He frowned, his eyes slightly open, with an impatient look on his face, like a lion about to get angry.

Obviously, he didn't like this kind of stimulating bright light. He became inexplicably anxious and his whole body was clamoring and fighting.

Gu Qinghuan hurriedly shone the flashlight behind him, fearing that he would anger the madman and cause more trouble.

The man slowly closed his eyes.

The two children's eyes suddenly stopped on the white rice porridge in her hand.

It turned out that my stepmother made white rice porridge.

smell good!

The two of them licked their lips and did not ask for anything beyond their ability.

Past experience taught them that anything delicious or drinkable at home did not belong to them.

Gu Qinghuan looked at the two pairs of frightened and confused eyes, feeling indescribable in her heart, and placed the rice porridge on the broken wooden table at the door.

"This is for you. Eat it among yourselves. You don't need to wash the lunch boxes after eating. Leave them at the door and I'll pick them up tomorrow." After saying that, he left.

She is hungry too.

After returning to the space, Gu Qinghuan remembered that she had forgotten to bring them tableware. Who cares? She thought they could handle this little thing themselves. She didn't want to go there again. The madman's eyes looked too scary.

She sat down and began to enjoy her dinner, three medium-sized buns, two boiled eggs, and a bowl of rice porridge, filling her stomach.

On the other side, the two children looked at the direction where Gu Qinghuan left, with confused expressions on their faces.

She actually wanted to give them white rice porridge?

This is a full lunch box of white rice porridge!

Beibei was small, only four years old, and was greedy. She looked at the steaming white rice porridge greedily and said, "Brother, we have white rice porridge to eat!"

The stepmother was such a good person that she actually gave them white rice porridge.

Dabao is six years old this year, and he has long known that there is no free dinner in the world.

He said warily, "Erdan said that before kidnapping a child, the kidnapper would first give the child something delicious to make him faint. Is she planning to sell us out?"

In fact, Dabao had an even more terrifying guess. He felt that his stepmother would definitely not tolerate the two of them and might even want to poison them to death. However, he did not dare to tell his sister about this idea.

The two children had experienced so little kindness in their short lives that they felt that if someone suddenly treated them a little bit nicely, they would have ulterior motives.

However, it was precisely because of his cautiousness that he managed to survive.

When Bei Bei heard that he was going to sell himself, he shrank back in fear: "Then, brother, what should we do?"

The two looked at the fragrant white rice porridge but did not dare to eat it, for fear that they would never see their father again after eating it.

My stomach started to rumble again.

There was a stalemate for a while.

Dabao looked at his pitiful sister, bit his lip, and made a decision.

"I'll take a small sip first and wait for a while. If I'm fine, we'll share it. If I'm fine, you mustn't touch that bowl of porridge."

Beibei wanted to hold his brother back, but he was too small to do so. Dabao climbed down from the bed as if he was sacrificing his life heroically, picked up the rice porridge and took a sip.

The white rice porridge that just enters your mouth with residual warmth slides down your throat into your stomach. It is fragrant, soft, and glutinous... It turns out that white rice porridge can be so delicious.

This was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life. Many years later, when he recalled the taste of this bowl of white rice porridge, he still remembered it vividly.

After tasting such delicious food, he would accept being poisoned.

He returned to the kang again, lying straight, waiting for his body to react.

Beibei licked her lips and said, "Brother, is the rice porridge delicious?"

She has never eaten white rice porridge in her life.

A sad tear rolled down Dabao's eyes. He vaguely remembered that his living environment was pretty good before he was three years old. Later, he was sent to Xujiatun and began to have no food to eat.

When my younger sister came here, she was only one year old, had just been weaned, and had never even eaten white rice porridge.

"It's delicious, Beibei. Brother will definitely let you eat white rice porridge every day in the future."

Dabao really hopes that he can grow up quickly so that he can take better care of his father and sister.

The two children waited for a long time, until the rice porridge had become cold, but Dabao's body showed no reaction. He did not faint, nor was he poisoned to death.

Then, this white rice porridge should be fine, right?

It’s edible, great!

Dabao carefully brought the rice porridge to the kang, and in the moonlight, the brother and sister took turns slurping it.

Although it was cold, it was still a rare delicacy and the two of them ate it with great care.

Dabao only had a small taste and left the rest to his sister and father.

Beibei was sensible and stopped when only half of it was left.

Dabao fed his father the remaining half box of porridge and then lay down with satisfaction.

"Brother, white rice porridge is so delicious." Beibei touched her belly.

"Be good, go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to find food."

Dabao has a lot on his mind and is not as optimistic as his sister.

Why did the stepmother give them something to eat? And it was such precious white rice porridge.

Now that they have been kicked out of the house, how are they going to live with their father in the future?

Winter is coming soon. Can this old house with leaks everywhere help them survive the harsh winter?

There are so many problems that need to be solved. Grow up quickly, and everything will be fine when you grow up.