Chapter 3： hungry(1)

Chapter 3 Hungry (1)

The adobe and mud-tile houses have small fenced courtyards. The wild vegetables they eat for three meals a day are glutinous rice balls, and the clothes they wear are dusty and patched.

But little Shuyue is white and tender, and she is wearing several sets of colorful clothes that are displayed in the kang cabinet in the room. Although they do not match her aesthetics, they are also brand new and unpatched, which is obviously different from the overall configuration here.

There should be an adult man living in the house she lives in now. There are very few traces of the child's life, as if they had just moved in recently, and there is no phenomenon of items encroaching on each other's land.

Obviously, Xiao Shuyue has not lived in that house for a long time. I just don’t know whether she will live here for a long time or just be fostered here temporarily.

Shuyue shook her head, shaking away the image of little Shuyue in the arms of a young man, struggling and crying for her bad father to let her go, and she wanted to go home to find her uncle.

The young man is her father?

Go home to find your uncle, not your mother.

She took over her uncle's house and was brought back here by her biological father. This is her father's home, and her mother is also missing from the house.

So, maybe she...

No mother?

Shu Yue was a little unsure, but she didn't think about the deeper things. She was very hungry, very hungry. She was so hungry that she couldn't move her brain and her eyes were so hungry.

The skinny black Erya looked like a roasted suckling pig in front of her eyes. It was charred and scorched with oil. It was fragrant and very appetizing just by looking at it.

Shu Yue was so frightened that she came to her senses and quickly drank two mouthfuls of water from the water gourd.

Erya saw Shuyue drinking the water. She stopped swaying around and frowned. She directly stuffed the water gourd into her arms. How long would it take if she didn't run away now?

What should I do if I stay and get pestered for sweet potatoes? What should I do if my little sister wants to eat me like a sweet potato?

Erya knew it very well. When she was very hungry before, she would feel dizzy, dizzy, and weak. She was so hungry that she wanted to chew on her own arms.

Erya found a backpack in the kitchen and dragged it outside. The basket stirred up a cloud of dust on the ground. Shuyue quickly took a few steps back and was choked and coughed.

She was already feeling dizzy and weak from hunger, but now she staggered and almost fell down. The wild vegetable paste she forced herself to drink last night was so thin that you could see the bottom of the bowl, and her stomach was already empty again.

She is very hungry now, very hungry, and just wants to eat.

Erya didn’t even realize what she had done. She walked to the door and turned back.

"I'm going to dig wild vegetables on the slope. Don't run around. There are people eating children outside. I like chubby girls like you. They eat oil and are delicious."

Shu Yue: “…”

“Hey, no…”

You haven’t said where to eat yet!

Shu Yue saw the person running away quickly, her outstretched hand unable to fall down. Standing in the empty kitchen, the burning feeling of extreme hunger in her stomach exuded a sense of presence all the time.

She pursed her lips and started rummaging around.

Unfortunately, the cabinet in the kitchen was locked, and there were no sweet potatoes or other grains in the other outdoor baskets.

Shuyue lowered her head and looked at the water scoop she was holding, and saw a small flying insect swimming happily in it.

With a small face on her face, she pretended that she hadn't drank just now, poured out the water, and went to scoop up a ladle of water from the water tank. After making sure that there was nothing weird, she picked an ordinary one that wouldn't be too much. The angle of the person's lower mouth makes him drink it gurglingly.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or something else, but I actually feel less hungry.

A wry smile appeared on Shuyue's lips, and her mind suddenly thought of the half of the wild vegetable wowotou and half of the bowl of glutinous rice paste that were left over for Erya at noon yesterday.

(End of this chapter)