The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"It looks like he's suffered a lot and endured a lot~!"

In front of the bed, He Yuzhu pulled out a large cotton-padded jacket from the stuffy quilt, looked at Banggeng who had come into the room and lay motionless with his head drooping, and said casually.

Wiping away his tears, Banggeng looked at the familiar house and the familiar furnishings. Here were his memories and memories of his mother. Boxes of aluminum lunch boxes were brought back to his home from here.

In a blink of an eye, he was sent to an orphanage. His two sisters disappeared, and they fought and starved. His young heart experienced the fickleness of human nature very early on.

"Uncle Zhuzi, I don't want to go back~!"

Bang Geng lowered his head, and there was no visible change in his facial expression, but one could tell from his voice that he was unusually nervous.

He Yuzhu simply sat on the edge of the bed, put his palms on his knees, and looked at this ill-fated child.

Although he looks a little thinner, he is in an orphanage and the country will at least raise him until he reaches adulthood. If he were to stay in his own yard, he would probably be washed away by the humanitarian flood at night, not to mention tomorrow.

"As for your uncle Zhuzi, it's not that he is reluctant to give up this little food. One more or one less won't make much difference. It's no problem for you to have enough food and drink, but it's your mother who's causing all the trouble~!"

"Look outside now. What's going on outside? Whose house are you staying at? Whose family made a mistake? You are young, so you can still go to an orphanage. Your uncle Zhuzi will have to go in and help you catch fish~!"

"Don't say that's your mother and it has nothing to do with you. If it did, you would have been shot at that target that day. Go home and endure it. You won't starve to death even if you don't have enough to eat. It's better to live a miserable life than to die. When everyone has almost forgotten about you, maybe you can still have a chance to make a name for yourself~!"

Patting his knees, He Yuzhu couldn't say anything profound. He wanted to adopt a child last year, but he was afraid that there would be no one left. Now, Banggeng has lost a lot of weight, but at least he can still survive.

Wasn't it the same for him at that time? He Daqing suddenly gave up and left him with his sister He Yushui, and they lived their lives with ups and downs like this.

"It's not that your uncle Zhuzi doesn't want to take you in, it's that you have to go back. Everything will be fine when you grow up. When you grow up, you will understand~!"

"There's nothing at home. You love to eat meat, so your uncle Zhuzi will buy you half a pound of meat. After you finish eating, we'll go back. Don't come out next time~!"

After cleaning up, He Yuzhu finally had a smile on his face and touched Banggeng's head again. However, this time, the little cub's head avoided his palm.

Sighing, Sha Zhu did not force it. He pulled out the box under the bed, rummaged through it, put the meat tickets he had saved into his pocket, fiddled with the stove, refilled it, and then walked out of the house.

"Silly pillar~!"

"The child wants to eat meat. I'll go chop up half a pound of meat. After eating, I'll ask the police station to send it back. There's no delay~!"

Faced with He Daqing's questioning, Sha Zhu just waved his hand lightly, without any intention of keeping him. It was for his own good as well as his.

He Daqing stretched his head and looked at the back of his silly son walking away from the hall. He snorted coldly, but his expression relaxed. He could tell whether he was fooling him or telling the truth.

As long as we send him away, everything will be fine. Half a pound of meat is half a pound of meat. It is better than giving up more than a hundred pounds of meat with my silly son.

Then, he closed the quilt curtain.

Inside the He family's house, Bang Geng was not surprised and heard everything. Uncle Sha wanted to hand him over to the police, and then let the police send him back to the orphanage.

After much difficulty, he finally found this place. There was no one at home and the neighbors didn't like him. Even the only silly uncle who used to be kind to his family wanted him to go back.

"I finally managed to escape, and now you want me to go back? Forget it~?"

Despite his young age, Banggeng's expression was extremely complicated. A hint of adult cruelty flashed across his face, and then his cunning eyes searched around the house, and finally stopped at the box under the bed.

It was here just now that He Yuzhu took out the money and bills in front of Bang Geng, completely forgetting the saying that wealth should not be shown to the public.

He squatted under the bed, pulled out the handle of the wooden box, and rummaged furtively in the box, his eyes shining.

Uncle Sha refused to take him in, and he was unwilling to go back to the orphanage, so he had to have money. Only with money could he survive outside. At such a young age, he already knew the role of money.

“Cluck, cluck, cluck~!”

"Hey, Jingru, is your chicken brooding? It may have laid eggs!" "Yes, it has laid eggs, Auntie. We can keep this chicken until the Chinese New Year!"

Hearing the conversation in front of the moon gate in the backyard, Banggeng moved more carefully, and the money in the box was transferred to his pocket little by little. He did not dislike the food coupons, meat coupons, and industrial coupons at all, and took them all.

At the bottom of the box, the stock that Sha Zhu had accumulated with great difficulty was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, until in the end, there was not a penny left for him.

It must be said that Banggeng was smart enough to put the thing in the box and restore it to its original state. At least, he could fool people for a day, because he would run away soon anyway.

before this……

Banggeng picked up a stool in the house, stood under the dormer window, held onto the window sill with both hands, and looked at the chicken coop outside his aunt's house in the backyard with a pair of cunning eyes.

When I saw the old hen flapping its wings inside, my eyes suddenly turned green.

chicken.

drumstick.

I haven't eaten meat for more than half a year. There is no oil or water in my stomach. Without oil or water, no matter how much dry food I eat, I will still be hungry.

Sha Zhu went to buy meat for him. Logically speaking, after stealing the money, it would be best for him to leave here as soon as possible. He didn't have time to count how much he had stolen, but that chicken was so tempting.

I don’t know why, but Banggeng felt that the chicken at the door of his aunt’s house was destined to be with him. If he didn’t steal it and it just left like that, he would feel uncomfortable.

It doesn't feel right at all.

Just make yourself happy. Anyway, he won’t come to this yard next time.

He found his uncle's big cotton-padded jacket and put it on. Then Jia Geng acted like a little adult, walked out of the house and went to the backyard.

It doesn’t matter if I’m discovered. It’s my aunt’s house. What can they do to me?

Thinking of the time when he was taken away from his new home and his uncle-in-law standing by with an indifferent look on his face, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Bang Geng's eyes.

He sneaked up to the chicken coop, cautiously reached his hand in, grabbed the chicken's neck, and hugged it into his cotton-padded jacket.

The cold wind was howling and the snowflakes were fluttering.

He was holding the meat in one hand and the chicken in the other, stomping his feet under the eaves of the door and brushing off the snow on his body. There was no trace of Bang Geng in the house.

Of course, Sha Zhu didn’t think so much at the moment, and he would not take the initiative to check the box under his bed. Instead, he lifted the quilt curtain and shouted outside.

"Great~!"

"Great~!"

"Hey, this kid, didn't he want to go back to the orphanage and ran away by himself?"

There was no sign of a person in the yard. Shazhu's first reaction was that Banggeng had run away by himself.

When the neighbors heard that Banggeng had run away by himself, they all subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. After all, as long as Banggeng didn't stay in the courtyard, he was a good Banggeng.

"Isn't it good to save your family a meal of meat? It's meat and chicken. Wow, it's better than what we eat during the Chinese New Year. You're really willing to spend money~!"

"Well, we can't eat this meat. This guy has a strong sense of self-esteem and wants to save face~!"

Dazhuzi sighed, turned sideways through the hall, and looked into the distance at the front yard.

"Hey, where are my chickens, Ma Hua, where did my chickens go?" (End of this chapter)