Chapter 9
"Sister." Maybe my face softened, the boy took my dark hand and shook it.

Seeing the flash of disgust in his eyes, I took his hand away, wiped my hands on my clothes, then turned around and walked towards the shed, saying, "Come with me."

After the cold weather, I spent most of my time digging through the trash cans, looking for thick clothes that people discarded, 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, so I saved all the money from begging. These days, I rely on the leftovers to fill my stomach.

However, it rained lightly for the first two days, few people came out, and there were not many leftovers in the restaurant. In addition, there were a few homeless people in their 30s near the two places I frequented. But they, so I couldn't find anything to eat in the past two days. I was very hungry yesterday, so I used some money to buy three steamed buns.

Only ate one yesterday, and now there are two more hidden in the shed.

When I got to the front of the small shed, watching me bend down and get into the shed, the boy stood outside and said hesitantly, "Here?"

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

I took out a steamed bun from under the broken basin in the small shed, thought for a while, and took out both, then got out of the small shed, and handed the steamed buns to him.

The boy sat down on the stone outside the shed, picked up the steamed buns and started to chew.

He must be very hungry, he swallowed mouthful after mouthful, almost without chewing.

But even with such a hasty way of eating, his movements looked very beautiful, even the movements of mouth after mouth seemed to be slowed down.

But in the blink of an eye, he ate a big steamed bun.

I unconsciously swallowed my saliva.

From today to now, I haven't eaten anything.

"Sister, do you want to eat?" The boy put another steamed bun by his mouth, raised his dark eyes and looked at me and asked.

Unconsciously, I swallowed my saliva again, put my hands on my rumbling stomach, smiled and said, "You can eat."

These three words actually used up all my willpower, and I thought, as long as he is more humble, I will take them over, at least half of them will be filled.

But the boy didn't give in. Before my voice fell, he had already eaten a big steamed bun at the speed of the first.

It didn't take enough time for me to close my gaping mouth in surprise!

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

After I was silent for a minute, I climbed into the shed resignedly and took out a basin of water for him.

This is what I plan to save for the night.

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

"Clean." I said angrily.

The boy blinked again, then picked up the basin of water...and poured it on his face!
This bastard actually used it to wash his face!
"You!" I was furious, but looking at the boy's white, tender and lovely face after being washed with water, I couldn't express my anger.

I put my hands on my chest, imitating what I did when my grandma was angry with my stepmother, I pressed my chest hard, and then said to him: "Come with me."

He used the only basin of water to wash his face. I didn't have any water to drink myself, so I had to fetch it again.

I took him to the outdoor faucet two streets away.

The faucet is actually used for washing vegetables in the back of a restaurant, and it is usually locked when it is not in use. Now it is afternoon, and those who look at the faucet will go to rest, and sometimes they think it is troublesome, so they will not lock the faucet.

Fortunately today, the man really forgot to lock it again.

I approached quickly, drank water quickly, and took a basin of water quickly.

The boy also followed me, this time he was smart and didn't have any more troubles. He followed my example honestly, quickly washed his face with water, drank a few sips of water, and then ran away with me.

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

I returned to the small shed with the water, and I looked back at the boy.

Well, this bastard ate two steamed buns and followed me back and forth, but he never cried out in pain!

The boy let out an ah, and covered his stomach with his hands again.

I patted his head lightly and laughed at him: "Still pretending!"

I have been beaten since childhood!

At the beginning, I was really doubtful, but looking at this guy now, it should be that the monkey’s kick was not as hard as I thought, or he dodged a bit so he didn’t get hit, but this guy’s performance was deceiving. It's just me.

The boy put down his hand, smiled at me, then turned his head to look again, and asked, "Do you live here?"

"Yes." I bent down, put the basin of water into the shed, got up and said to him, "Where is your home? Can you find it yourself?"

It's not for nothing that I have been on the street for two months, plus I have learned to look at people since I was a child.

This child looks so good, it looks like he came from a rich and educated family, how could such a family abandon their child.

And judging by the cleverness of this child, it doesn't look like both parents are dead and homeless.

He should have just gotten lost.

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

Unlike me, even if I firmly remember Yuelin County and Mahuang Township, there is no way back.

My heart twitched, I suppressed the bitterness that gushed out, I shook my head, and said to him: "How did you come here?"

The kid's accent is very authentic Mandarin, and there are not many people in Xiangcheng who can speak Mandarin so well. He should not be a native of Xiangcheng.

The boy's face darkened, his mouth was deflated, and he looked like he was about to cry. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I fell asleep and woke up under that bridge."

"Wake up and be under the bridge?" I repeated in confusion. I remembered that when I was in the village, I remembered that the old man Chen in the village was like this. He fell asleep, and when he woke up he scolded his son for being unfilial, saying he threw him out while he was asleep.

Remember what your stepmother said?

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 for a moment and asked, "Then do you still remember the address of your home? Or the names of your parents?"

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

"How old are you? You don't even know this?" I didn't believe it.

This child looks like he is five years old, but he doesn't even know his family and parents' names!
But thinking about it, I don't know the real names of my father, mother and grandma, so I hurriedly softened my tone and asked, "What about your own name?"

The boy's eyes flickered twice, and then he said, "They all call me Lulu, what about you, sister?"

"My name is Niu." I sighed lightly, and didn't intend to ask him any more. I patted his shoulder and said, "Well, you try hard. If you think of something, do you see it? There are adults with red armbands, you tell them the address or something, and they can send you back."

Lulu, what a nice nickname.

Unlike me, I have been called Niu since I was a child, and I don't even have a formal name.

However, with such a good family background, he should not be famous.

Since he doesn't want to say it, forget it.

When I joined the big head gang, the first thing the big head taught me was that there is an unwritten rule when wandering in this city, that is, don't ask others about their origins, and don't tell others about your own origins.

"Then, before I remember, can I be with you?" Lulu grabbed my shirt again and asked timidly.

I looked at him, thinking I can't keep him, winter is coming soon, I don't know how to live, how can I take him?

But looking into his dark and wet eyes, I nodded.

(End of this chapter)

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