Huang Tinghui glanced at the little girl.

He never thought that the little girl, who looked much better now than before, actually had the foodie gene.

Good for foodies!

Being able to eat is a blessing.

But for Huang Tinghui, who is now full and hungry.

He just wanted to seriously tell the little girl what it means to follow "Brother Huang and starve three times a day".

"Brother Tinghui, wait a moment!" The little girl seemed to have remembered something.

She opened the door of the thatched house and carefully took out a bag of millet from the inside.

He looked cautious and anxious, as if he was afraid that the "priceless treasure" in his hand would be robbed by someone.

"Brother Tinghui, the bag of millet I exchanged for the ginseng still has three taels of silver!"

"for you!"

The little girl handed the three taels of silver and a bag of millet she had exchanged for ginseng to Huang Tinghui without reservation.

At that moment, Huang Tinghui was stunned.

There was a trickle of warmth flowing in his heart. He didn't know why, but he looked at the little girl who handed over the silver and millet.

Huang Tinghui felt that his heart was wrapped in warmth.

Unreserved trust!

How could there be such a pure and flawless girl in this world?

She is still a girl who is hated and bullied by the world, but she actually gives up everything she owns.

Give it all to yourself!

Haven't you, little girl, ever thought that people in this world are unpredictable?

Huang Tinghui doesn't know what this world and girls are like in this era.

But he believed that in future generations, such girls would be almost extinct.

Looking into the little girl's pure eyes, Huang Tinghui took the three taels of silver and a bag of millet.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and smiled so warmly.

"Little girl, aren't you afraid that I will take all this money and eat all this bag of millet?"

"Did you get chased away?" Huang Tinghui couldn't help but look at Wu Feilian and asked.

The little girl's head was shaking like a rattle, but she just replied: "Brother Tinghui gave me a wowotou!"

"Xiao Lian ate so much yesterday!"

"So happy!"

There is a kind of person in the world, you give him a little sunshine.

Maybe just a little sunshine, but for that person.

This is her whole world.

And the girl who fell into the mire in the autumn rain yesterday saw the first light in her life.

This beam of light illuminated her heart.

For a moment, Huang Tinghui felt inexplicably sorry for the little girl in front of him.

"Let's go cook!"

"I ate a small bowl of steamed buns yesterday, but it wasn't enough!"

“Make millet porridge and eat it!”

Without the little girl saying anything, Huang Tinghui took the little girl's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

Make a fire and cook!

The fire stick ignited the dry kindling, and Huang Tinghui put the firewood into the stove.

The orange flames were beating, waiting for the little girl to put the millet into the stove pot.

Huang Tinghui, who had done everything well, looked up and saw the little girl gently carrying the bag of millet.

She filled one broken bowl full, and the other broken bowl only filled a little bit of millet.

The girl even felt that there was too much millet in the broken bowl, so she actually poured half of the millet in the broken bowl into the millet bag.

Huang Tinghui didn't know what he meant.

"Xiao Lian, what are you doing?" Huang Tinghui asked a little strangely.

"Xiaolian is a girl. She is young and cannot eat much."

"I just poured too much millet, it was a waste of millet!" The girl tied up the millet bag with a rope and tied it tightly.

Afraid that he was not tied tightly enough, the rice grains would spill out of the millet bag.

"What is this bowl?" Huang Tinghui asked, pointing to another full and broken bowl.

"This belongs to brother Tinghui. Brother Tinghui is a man. He needs to eat more so he won't be hungry!"

The innocent little girl said very seriously.

Huang Tinghui looked at Wu Feilian with mixed feelings in his heart.

There is an indescribable feeling.

After a while, Huang Tinghui stood up. He poured half of the millet out of his small broken bowl and placed it in the little girl's broken bowl.

"I will eat as much as you eat!"

“There is no such thing as more or less!”

Huang Tinghui knew that it would definitely not make sense to reason with the little girl.

Having been tortured by the feudal society for more than ten years, the little girl cannot change certain behaviors for a while.

"But, brother Tinghui..." The little girl raised her head and looked at Huang Tinghui.

"In my family, my brother's words are the rules."

Huang Tinghui said to the little girl in a "tyrannical CEO" tone.

The little girl retreated in defeat.

Put some wild vegetables into the stove pot, cover the pot and cook for a while.

When I opened the lid of the pot again, the smell of millet porridge came out.

Huang Tinghui, who had not eaten for a long time, suddenly moved his index finger.

Divide the millet porridge equally into two broken bowls, and Huang Tinghui got a broken table.

Place two broken bowls on the broken table.

"Xiao Lian, come and eat quickly!" Huang Tinghui greeted.

The little girl did not move her steps. She looked at Huang Tinghui and said timidly: "It's okay, brother!"

"Xiao Lian doesn't sit here, the girl should stand while eating!"

Hearing what the little girl said, Huang Tinghui sighed.

She is really a girl who has been deeply tortured by feudal society.

"Don't remember what I just said?"

"In my family, my brother's words are the rules." Huang Tinghui pretended to be angry.

Seeing that Huang Tinghui was angry, the little girl sat down in a panic.

"This is so good!"

"Eat quickly, if it's not enough, I still have some here!" Huang Tinghui smiled and touched the little girl's hair, as if coaxing a child.

"Yeah!" Wu Feilian nodded sweetly, and she picked up the broken bowl in her hand.

He drank it in small sips.

This is her life, it has been so long since she came to this world.

The most delicious millet porridge.

Outside the thatched house, the autumn wind was blowing loudly. Xiao Nizi washed all the broken bowls and pots before Huang Tinghui.

Huang Tinghui sighed slightly when he saw this scene, full of guilt.

By this time, the sky had darkened.

The day passed like this!

This time, the little girl didn't want Huang Tinghui to spend another night in the kitchen.

In desperation, Huang Tinghui could only mutter "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color" and lay down next to the little girl.

The night was dark, and it seemed to be drizzling again outside the thatched house.

Listening to the whistling autumn wind, I thought that my second uncle wanted to ask Aunt Liu to be the matchmaker.

Huang Tinghui was upset for a while, and he couldn't sleep.

At this time, the little girl lying on the other quilt had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Huang Tinghui couldn't sleep, so he tried to get over the little girl and got up to boil a pot of water to drink.

At this time, a burst of sleep talk came over, and the little girl suddenly curled up.

Her little hands held her head, looking like a baby.

However, with the faint light, Huang Tinghui could clearly see that the little girl's expression was extremely painful and frightened.

"Daddy, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much! Daddy, Xiaolian hurts so much!"

"Xiaolian is not a monster, Xiaolian is really not a monster!"

"Mom, please don't sell Xiaolian, please don't sell Xiaolian!"

"Xiaolian can work, Xiaolian can cook, wash clothes, and farm..."

"Mom, don't sell Xiaolian, you can do whatever you want Xiaolian to do..."

As she murmured in her sleep, Xiaolian's body was trembling, and her little hands tightly held the sheets, as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would be sold as goods by her parents.

It was like a sharp steel needle piercing Huang Tinghui's heart.

Seeing Wu Feilian's painful and fragile appearance, Huang Tinghui felt extremely distressed.

This delicate little girl, what kind of suffering has she experienced!

What a gloomy hell she spent those ten years in!

Involuntarily, Huang Tinghui hugged Wu Feilian.

He gently patted the little girl's back and comforted her over and over: "It won't be sold, it won't be sold!"

Hearing Huang Tinghui's comfort, Wu Feilian's painful expression softened slightly.

The hands that tightly grasped the sheets slowly relaxed.

Looking at the little girl curled up like a baby, Huang Tinghui whispered in her ear: "Little girl, don't be afraid!"

"From now on, I will never let anyone beat you or bully you again!"

"Whoever dares to bully you, I will fight him to the death!"

After Huang Tinghui finished speaking, the little girl moved slightly, her lips slightly opened, "Brother Tinghui..."

There was indescribable dependence and attachment in that tone.

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Chapter completed!