Talented Young Lady

"Sister." Maybe my face softened, and the boy took my dark hand and shook it.

Looking at the disdain in his eyes, I took away his hand, wiped my hands on my clothes, and then turned to the shed and said, "follow me."

After the cold weather, I spent most of my time in the dustbin, trying to find a piece of heavy clothes discarded by others, so I had less time to beg.

Fortunately, in autumn, people in this city eat better. Some food can always be found in the back of some restaurants. I save all the money I beg for. These days, I rely on the leftovers to fill my stomach.

However, it rained a little two days ago, and there were few people coming out, and there were not many leftovers in the hotel. In addition, there were some vagrants in their thirties near the two families I used to visit. I couldn't grab them at all. Therefore, I couldn't find anything to eat these two days. I was extremely hungry yesterday, so I spent some money to buy three steamed buns.

Only one was eaten yesterday, and now there are two others hidden in the shed.

To the front of the shed, watching me bend into the shed, the boy stood outside, with hesitation said: "here?"

"You wait outside." I looked back at him and said.

I took out a steamed bread under the broken basin in the small shed. After thinking about it, I took both out. Then I got out of the small shed and handed the steamed bread to him.

The boy sat down on the stone outside the shed, picked up the steamed bread and ate it.

He should be very hungry, one after another, almost no chewing, then swallow.

But it is such a hasty way of eating that he looks very beautiful, even that one mouthful after another, it seems to slow down the same.

But in an instant, he ate a big steamed bread.

I didn't feel like swallowing.

Today, I haven't eaten anything.

"Sister, do you eat it?" The boy put another steamed bun to his mouth, raised a pair of dark eyes to look at me and asked.

I didn't feel like swallowing again. I held down my tummy and said with a smile, "eat it."

These three words, in fact, have used up all my willpower. I think that as long as he is more modest, I will take them and fill them with at least half of them.

But the boy was not humble, I did not fall this voice, he has been at the first speed, swish, will be a big steamed bread to eat down.

The time it takes is not enough. I am so surprised that I open my mouth and close it!

After eating, he wiped his lower lip with his fingers, then flashed his big eyes at me and asked, "what else? I'm still hungry and thirsty. "

After a minute of silence, I climbed into the shed and gave him a basin of water.

This is what I'm going to keep for the evening.

The boy looked at the basin and then looked up at me.

"Clean." I'm not angry.

The boy blinked again, then picked up the basin of water Fall in the face!

This son of a bitch! He washed his face!

"You I got angry, but looking at the boy's face which was washed by water for a while, I couldn't get rid of it.

I put my hand on my chest, learning from the way my stepmother used to be when she was angry. I pressed my chest hard, and then said to him, "you come with me."

The only basin of water was washed by him. I had no water to drink, so I had to fight again.

I took him to the outdoor tap two blocks away.

The faucet is actually used for washing vegetables in the back of a restaurant. It is usually locked when it is not in use. Now it is afternoon. The people who watch the tap will go to rest. Sometimes they will not lock the tap if they are too troublesome.

Fortunately today, the man forgot to lock again.

I quickly approached, quickly drank water, quickly picked up a pot of water to walk.

The boy also followed me, this time he was smart, no more trouble, honest to learn from me, quickly washed his face, drank a few saliva, and then ran away with me.

Not long after we ran away, we heard the owner of the restaurant calling, why didn't we lock the tap.

Back in the shed with water, I looked back at the boy.

Well, the bastard ate two steamed buns and ran with me, but he didn't cry for pain!

The boy let out a sound and covered his stomach with his hands.

I patted him on the head and laughed at him: "still pretending!"

I've been beaten up since childhood!

At the beginning, there were doubts. But now, looking at this guy's appearance, it should be that the monkey's foot was not as hard as I thought, or he dodged for a while, so he didn't get kicked, but the guy's performance deceived me.

The boy put down his hand and laughed at me. Then he turned his head and asked, "do you live here?""Yes." I bent down and put the basin of water into the shed. Then I got up and said to him, "where is your home? Can you find it yourself? "

I've been on the street for two months, and I've learned to look at people since I was a child.

The child looks so good. At first glance, it comes from a rich and educated family. How could such a family abandon its own children.

And to see the child's clever, it's not like the parents are dead and homeless.

He should have just lost it.

As long as you remember your home address, you can find it.

Unlike me, even if I remember Yuelin county and Mahuang Township, there is no way to go back.

My heart took a puff, suppressed the pain that gushed out, I shook my head and said to him, "how did you come here?"

Listening to the child's accent is very authentic Mandarin, and there are not many people in Xiangcheng who can speak Mandarin so standard. He should not be a native of Xiangcheng.

The boy's face sank, his mouth shriveled, and he looked like he was going to cry. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I just slept and woke up under the bridge."

"Wake up under the bridge?" I couldn't help repeating that. When I remembered being in the village, I remember that old man Chen in the village was like this. Before daybreak, he walked around the village with his eyes closed. Then he fell asleep on the spot. When he woke up, he still called his son unfilial and said that he would be thrown out when he was asleep.

Remember what stepmother said at that time?

I thought about it and said to the boy, "are you sleepwalking?"

"Sleepwalking?" The boy shook his head blankly: "I don't know, but this is definitely not my home."

I was silent and asked, "do you remember your home address? Or parents' names? "

The boy blinked and shook his head: "I don't know."

"How old are you? Don't even know that? " I don't believe it.

The child looks like he's five years old. He doesn't even know the names of his family and his parents!

But think about it, I don't know the real name of father and mother and ye milk, then quickly put some soft tone and asked: "what's your own name?"

The boy's eyes flickered twice, and then said, "they all call me deer. What about you, sister?"

"My name is Niu." I sighed and didn't want to ask him any more. I patted him on the shoulder and said, "well, if you think of something, see if you see it, there are adults with red armbands on the street over there. If you tell them the address, they can send you back."

Deer, what a nice nickname.

Unlike me, from childhood to adulthood, I was called a girl, and I didn't even have a formal name.

However, he has such a good family background, should not be without a big name.

Since he doesn't want to say it, that's fine.

When I joined the big head Gang, the first thing he taught me was that there was an unwritten rule about wandering around the city, that is, don't ask about the origin of others or tell others about their own.

"Well, before I think about it, can I come with you?" Deer and deer took hold of my clothes again, and asked timidly on his face.

I looked at him and thought I couldn't keep him. Winter was coming. I didn't know how to live. How could I take him?

But looking at his dark, wet eyes, I nodded.