Metaphysics boss 4 and a half years old: My aunt’s milk is so sweet

Chapter 18 Hello, An An

An An opened her eyes wide in surprise and trotted towards Ran Ran and Shen Dinghai.

The next second, she passed straight through Shen Dinghai's body, like passing through colorless and odorless air.

Shen Dinghai opened his eyes wide, "This" Ran Ran comforted him, "To An An, we are like ghosts now, she can't see us."

The little figure ran straight to the door and jumped up happily, "Mom, you are back!"

Shen Dinghai followed Ran Ran's gaze and saw a gentle woman standing at the door. She hugged An An into her arms with a smile on her face and patted her on the back.

The mother and daughter held hands and put away the fresh vegetables they had just bought.

An An stepped on the small bench and stood in front of the sink washing vegetables. The ivy outside the window was full of green, and the wind seemed to be waving to her with a smile.

My mother stood by and cut the washed vegetables into cubes or shreds. The thumping sound on the cutting board was the sound of home.

With a sizzling sound, the prepared dishes slid into the pot, and the smoke rose. There was no smoke machine in the small house. An An was choked to tears and kept gesturing to her mother with her thumbs up.

"It smells so good, I want to eat it now!"

After saying that, she stretched out her little hand to twist the vegetables in the pot like a greedy cat.

Her mother gently swatted her hand away and shook her head to indicate that she couldn't eat yet.

The years are quiet and the time is peaceful. Shen Dinghai looks at it and smiles unconsciously.

Soon, her mother cooked two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, which was just enough for An An and her to finish. An An took the last bite of rice in the bowl and made a growling sound in her stomach.

Mom gestured: Isn't An An full?

An An covered her belly and shook her head decisively, "You're full. An An always eats this much."

Disapproval surfaced on Shen Dinghai's face, "Children's appetites will become larger and larger as they grow older. How can they always have the same appetite?"

"An An didn't tell the truth."

After hearing this, Ran Ran couldn't help but touch her belly, "The second nephew is right, Ran Ran's appetite is getting bigger and bigger."

There was a haze in Shen Dinghai's eyes, "So everything is not as beautiful as it seems. Poverty is the dark cloud hiding over this family."

"A thunderstorm could hit Ranran and her mother at any time."

As soon as the scene turned, the sky outside the window was covered with dark clouds, and the ivy was unable to stand upright due to the heavy rain.

An An was lying on the small bed, her whole face was burning red, but there was no trace of sweat on her forehead.

Shen Dinghai frowned, "This is not good. A long-term fever will damage the brain of adults, let alone children who are still growing!"

"And you have to sweat to get rid of the fever. An An's condition is very dangerous!"

As he spoke, he was about to step forward, but his mother ran straight into the room and ran right through him.

Ran Ran looked at Shen Dinghai and said, "Second nephew, we are just bystanders and cannot help An An."

"And have you forgotten? What is happening before our eyes now is in the past, and the past cannot be changed."

Shen Dinghai's movements were startled, and he was so absorbed that he forgot.
An An is dead, and the child's tragedy is a foregone conclusion.

Shen Dinghai suddenly lost the courage to continue reading.

In the room, my mother fell down beside the bed, hurriedly signing in sign language to the man who slowly walked through the door: Save her! Save her! please!
The mother repeated these three gestures over and over again, and the man's face was full of impatience.

"I know! I never thought a mute woman could be so annoying!"

Shen Dinghai clenched his fists in anger, as if he was sentencing a criminal, "Is this that man?"

Ran Ran nodded, "That's him."

"An An's mother made the wrong choice! This man is not kind. He is willing to save An An solely because he has some agenda."

Shen Dinghai's brows were so furrowed that he could kill a fly.

Ran Ran kept staring at An An's mother, unable to look away.

"Second nephew, we are bystanders, so we can see clearly."

Ran Ran lowered her eyelashes, "For An An's mother who is eager to save An An, this man is a life-saver and a great benefactor."

"She is just a mother who wants to save her child. She did nothing wrong. The wrong person has always been the evil person."

Shen Dinghai sighed.

As the sigh fell, the scene in front of him changed.

A third person joins the small world that originally belonged to mother and daughter, just like a discordant note being inserted into the originally correct music score.

A sudden noise was mixed into the elegant and beautiful music.

An An recovered from the high fever, and the sunshine still shined on the green ivy every day, but the smile on her face was gone.

She could run and move, but she was definitely not healthy.

She walked into the room in silence and put away, washed, and cut the dishes she bought as before. She did everything by herself.

The little figure who held her hand was no longer beside her.

The young An An couldn't understand her mother's silence. She looked at her, and the pain in her body turned into hatred in her eyes, and hatred took root in her young heart.

But she didn't know that her silent mother had more serious scars on her body than she did.

Shen Dinghai was so angry that he was shaking all over. He wanted to vent but couldn't, "It's all that scumbag's fault! They invited a devil!"

Ran Ran looked at it, her eyes full of loneliness, "An An and her mother thought they had ushered in a salvation, but in fact, what awaited them was an existence more terrifying than the devil."

The next second, the scene changed drastically.

All the valuable furniture in the house had disappeared, and empty wine bottles could be seen everywhere. The man was drunk on the couch, and An An approached him tiptoeing.

But before he really got close, the monster-like man in front of him suddenly opened his eyes. There was no hint of drunkenness in his eyes.

His cold eyes shone like sharp blades.

"You little bastard, it's true that you stole my money! If you want to die, just tell me and I will let you do it!"

Fear instantly seized An An, making her unable to move. She cried out in horror: "That's what my mother saved for me to go to school! It's not your money to buy drinks!"

When her mother rushed home, An An only had half a breath left.

(End of this chapter)