A small peasant girl

Chapter 1 Where is this

Chapter 1 Where is this

Wenzi gently opened her slightly heavy eyelids, and she used the sound of breathing to wake up her consciousness, only to find that there was a worn-out cloth stuffed in her mouth that no one knew who had used it.

I don't know the purpose of the cloth before, but it must not be a foot wrap, a foot cloth or something like that, otherwise Wenzi might spit out his whole stomach.

His hands were tightly tied together from behind, making Wenzi unable to move at all. His body was like an abandoned toy, thrown in the corner against the wall, so lonely.

Wenzi looked around with black eyes, only to see that there were piles of firewood for the farmhouse around him, the roof made of hay could not be sheltered from wind and rain, and the colorless mud walls exposed the age of the house.

With a sound of 'squeak', it didn't take long before a shabby little devil head came from the firewood pile. His messy hair seemed to have not been washed for some time, some plaster hung on his face, his clothes were covered with patches, and he was thin. Holding a bowl of steaming porcelain in her shriveled little hands, she walked cautiously towards Wenzi's direction.

Seeing this unbelievable scene, Wenzi's head was about to crash. If her heart was not strong enough, she would have passed out with her eyes closed.

"Have some rice porridge, Third Sister." The little boy who spoke was named Liu Kangdi. He was only six years old, but his long-term malnutrition made him look like he was only four or five years old.

Liu Kangdi looked at the contents of the porcelain bowl, and then looked at Wenzi's position, fearing that the food in the bowl would be spilled, he said in a guilty tone: "Sister San, I'm here to bring you something to eat. gone."

"Woooo~" Wenzi tried hard to make a sound. Seeing people is better than being locked up like this all the time, and the little kid in front of her is like a ray of hope, her only chance to get out of the predicament.

Walking to Wenzi's side, Liu Kangdi's thin body slowly squatted down. He slowly put the porcelain bowl on the ground, stretched out his small muddy hand and pulled off the rag that was stuffed in Wenzi's mouth. He apologized and blamed himself. "Third sister, it's all my fault for being stupid and not fast enough. Fourth aunt said that she won't let me deliver food to third sister unless she cleans up the chicken coop."

As soon as he finished speaking, tears ran out of Liu Kangdi's aggrieved eyes and dripped down his thin face. His pitiful appearance made Wenzi feel distressed.

Wenzi originally thought that she was kidnapped, but she is poor and has no financial strength to attract people's envy. Even if she meets one or two brain-dead, she won't let a four-year-old kid negotiate terms, right? They still call her Sanjie.

After moving her mouth that was about to be paralyzed, Wenzi moistened her dry throat with saliva, and then she said weakly, "Let me go."

"Third sister, hurry up and eat, don't be hungry." Liu Kangdi automatically ignored what Wenzi said. He picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, blew on it, and took a sip to test the temperature. Sent by mouth.

For the gourmet Wenzi, a bowl of porridge that was so clear that there were not a few grains of rice, she frowned subconsciously, looking at the unsightly things in front of her critical eyes, and wanted to refuse.

If it wasn't for seeing Liu Kang's harmless little face, and her seemingly hungry chest against her back, Wenzi could barely swallow the rice porridge in one gulp.

"Third sister, please drink slowly, don't burn your mouth, I will feel bad." Watching Wenzi finish the rice porridge, Liu Kangdi showed a rare smile on his face, then he put down the porcelain bowl, picked it up The rags on the ground wanted to be stuffed into Wenzi's mouth again.

Wenzi raised his voice an octave and said, "No, don't stuff my mouth, that thing is dirty."

"No way, third sister, second brother said, this is for your own good." Liu Kang paused for a moment and continued, somewhat embarrassed, "Third sister is obedient, tomorrow I will bring third sister rice porridge to drink."

Liu Kang remembered that the second elder brother had specifically told him to cover the mouth of the third sister with a rag, otherwise if the third sister suddenly had an illness, it would be difficult to bite her tongue if she couldn't eat.

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