squeamish bag [rebirth]

so soon?

Yan Qinghe was a little surprised that Lou Jing, a big man, could cook so quickly——

He turned over and got off the bed, pulled Yan Ning and wanted to go out.However, as soon as his hand touched Yan Ning's little hand, he retracted subconsciously.

Hiss, it's so cold!

It was also at this time that Yan Qinghe noticed the thin and shabby cotton coat on Yan Ning's body, and he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you cold?"

"I...I'm not cold!" Yan Ning sniffed, and a pure smile appeared on her small face.

Yan Qinghe frowned, his hands were so cold, how could it not be cold!

He subconsciously searched for cotton clothes in the room, but he didn't see any extra cotton clothes at all. Yan Qinghe looked at Yan Ning with complicated eyes: "You just wear this thick clothes?"

"En!" Yan Ning looked at her clothes and said happily, "This dress is very warm, I like it very much!"

His clothes were torn like this, his hands were frozen like this, and he was still smiling so happily—Yan Qinghe felt a little sore in his heart, but thinking about his situation, he silently took Yan Ning's hand and went out.

Next to the open-air stove, there was a dilapidated wooden table, on which there was only a pot of clear rice soup with a few grains of rice in the bottom of the pot.

Yan Qinghe stared wide-eyed, looking at Lou Jing in disbelief, "Just eat this?"

"En." Lou Jing explained: "There is no rice at home, I'll take the prey I took to the town to sell later, and I will buy rice when I come back."

"Brother, come and eat!" Yan An stood on tiptoe, poured a bowl of rice soup with great effort, and then stared at Yan Qinghe expectantly.

Yan Qinghe gritted his teeth and finally sat down.

This was the most shabby meal he had ever eaten, but the two children ate it with gusto, obviously they were used to this kind of life.

After drinking the pot of rice soup, Lou Jing took the prey and went to the town. Yan Qinghe and the two children looked at each other, chatting with each other.

After a while, his stomach growled.

I'm so hungry, I want to eat!

The two children also heard Yan Qinghe's stomach growling, and hurriedly asked, "Brother, are you hungry?"

"I..." Yan Qinghe blushed when asked by a child if he was hungry, and he said inappropriately, "I'm not hungry, I ate too much just now, and I have a little indigestion!"

After all, the two children were young, and Yan Qinghe said a few more words, and they believed it.

After a while, Yan Qinghe was so hungry that he panicked, so he could only take the bowl and go to the water tank to drink water. If he was not full, he would drink water until he was full.

Anyway, the same is full.

The end result of drinking too much water is to run to the toilet constantly.

When Lou Jing came back, Yan Qing came out of the toilet again, his eyes lit up when he saw Lou Jing, "Have you bought rice yet?"

"Bought it!" Lou Jing handed the bag of rice to Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe took it, and the weight in his hand almost made him fall. He reflexively hugged the rice bag to stabilize his body.

He couldn't help but look sideways at Lou Jing, although this man is crippled, he is quite strong!

If you have rice, you will be full.

Yan Qinghe happily carried the rice bag to the kitchen, and couldn't help but come out to walk around the building.

Lou Jing took a sip of water before finding time to look at him: "What's the matter?"

Yan Qinghe nodded and blinked, "Did you buy anything else?"

Vegetables, meat...

Unexpectedly, Lou Jing shook his head and said calmly, "The money from selling prey is only enough to buy food for half a month."

So, no food, no meat... Even after half a month, he will continue to starve and drink cold water until he is full?

If Yan Qinghe was struck by lightning, his whole body would be bad!

That night, Yan Qinghe tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

In addition to drinking too much water during the day, urinating frequently and running to the toilet frequently, his mind is full of the idea that he will be hungry every day in the future.

He huddled himself in the corner, thinking about the discomfort of being hungry today, he couldn't help shivering, and thinking about starving to death, he was even more frightened.

He misses grandpa.

He still misses the bed at home, which is so soft that people can jump on it, and he misses his silk quilt, which is soft and smooth, so warm and comfortable to stick to his body...

Hiss... Well, it's so cold!

Yan Qinghe was so cold that he couldn't sleep, his whole body was cold, and he ached from the cold.

Wanting to make a living by himself, but now suffering from the crime of hunger and cold, tears can't help but flow out——

Thinking that there were two children beside him, and the floor was on the floor, he didn't dare to cry, so he could only bury himself in the quilt, sobbing and shaking unconsciously.

Yan An fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling the bed shaking, he snorted sleepily: "Brother? The bed... the bed seems to be moving!"

Yan Qinghe's tears stopped, he suppressed the urge to choke, lightly patted Yan An's arm, and said guiltyly: "The bed is not moving, you are dreaming, be good, go to sleep!"

"Hmm..." Yan An snorted in a daze, and soon came the sound of regular breathing.

Yan Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, Lou Jing's deep voice came from the darkness: "Why aren't you sleeping? Is it cold?"

Hearing Lou Jing's voice, Yan Qinghe was taken aback. He thought they were all asleep, but he didn't expect him to fall asleep. He probably didn't hear himself crying just now, right?

"I'm not cold!" Yan Qinghe easily refused to give in, he hummed, "I'll be sleeping right away."

"Ah."

He said he was going to sleep right away, but he was so cold that he couldn't fall asleep all night, and it wasn't until dawn that he felt a little drowsy, and his consciousness became more and more blurred——

At dawn, Lou Jing cooked a pot of sticky porridge. He didn't eat a bite, warmed up the porridge, and went up the mountain with an axe.

When Yan Qinghe woke up, it was already noon.

The snowy day was gloomy, and even at noon, there was not even a ray of sunshine. Yan Qinghe hid under the quilt and dared not get out of bed. In the end, Yan An asked him to go out to drink porridge before he got out of bed.

At this time, the porridge in the pot was cold into a lump, and it was hard to eat it.

Yan Qinghe lowered his head to look at his grievous stomach, and then at the two children staring at him with wide open eyes, he sighed immediately, he still wanted to fill his stomach!

"Let me heat the porridge for you!" For the sake of the children, this porridge must be hot!

Ever since he was a child, Yan Qinghe had never been in the kitchen. He recalled the memory of Yan Qing cooking, took out the firewood and firewood, and lit it——soon, the smoke rose, and the fire was lit!

Yan Qinghe looked at the two children with a sense of accomplishment, patted his chest with confidence and said, "Just wait, the porridge will be ready in no time!"

Yan An and Yan Ning nodded, their small glowing eyes fixed on Yan Qinghe.

Under the watchful eyes of the two young admirers, Yan Qinghe poured out the whole pot of oil, put the cold porridge in the pot, covered the pot, and——

Add firewood!

Add firewood! !

More firewood! ! !

The firewood was burning very vigorously, turning Yan Qinghe's proud face red, he grinned, thinking to himself: He is really a genius, the first time he 'cooked' was a complete success——

Yan Qinghe was so relieved, Yan Ning suddenly called out, "Brother, the pot...the pot is smoking..."

smoke?

Yan Qinghe said disapprovingly: "It should be that the porridge is hot!"

As he spoke, he went to remove the lid of the pot, and just as his hand touched the lid, the scalding heat suddenly hit——

"It's so hot..." Even though Yan Qinghe dropped the pot lid reflexively, his hand was still hot red, and it hurt like hell.

"Brother..." Yan An and Yan Ning looked at Yan Qinghe worriedly.

Listening to the soft voices of the two children, the grievance that surged up in Yan Qinghe's heart disappeared instantly, and the sense of responsibility suddenly burst, "I'm fine, the porridge should be ready, let me see..."

Yan Qinghe said while holding a spatula, turning the porridge in the pot.

After turning it over, the rice porridge, which looked white at first, was immediately mixed with a pile of black charred matter. Not only that, the bottom of the pot was still sticky, and it couldn't be turned over...

It seems...too hot!

How about mixing it with some water?

Without even thinking about it, Yan Qinghe scooped up a ladle of water and poured it into the pot without hesitation——

blah blah——

The sound of oil and water mixing was a little scary, and when Yan Qinghe hurriedly took the spatula to continue mixing, there was a swish, and the flames suddenly came up——

Yan Qinghe backed away quickly. While protecting the two children, he tried every means to put out the fire, disrupting a lot of things in the kitchen.

When Lou Jing came back with a large bundle of firewood on his back, seeing the mess in front of him, and the three people whose faces were covered in ashes like painted cats, his face immediately turned dark.

Yan Qinghe knew he was wrong, but he couldn't help but defend himself: "I just want hot porridge..."

Who knew that the porridge didn't heat up, but almost burned the small open-air kitchen.

Lou Jing glanced at him, didn't speak, he put down the firewood, and then went to pack the things in the kitchen.

Yan Qinghe followed behind Lou Jing, every time he saw him packing up something, his heart felt a little empty.

……

Soon, Lou Jing cleaned up the things on the stove, cleaned the pot, and cooked a pot of porridge again.

Seeing that he was finally free, Yan Qinghe quickly explained: "I didn't mean to..."

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