"It's okay if you don't raise children. You pack your things now. Pack your things and leave early! You are not from Longping Village! The village has no obligation to protect you!" the village director roared.
Fuchen started crying again, opening his mouth wide and crying loudly.
Sister Liu looked on indifferently. She was not optimistic about Lu Youming's ability to raise children, and she didn't think that a patriarchal guy like Lu Youming could raise children well.
"He won't leave! I'll drive him away! If he doesn't leave within three days, I will -" The uncle kept getting angry.
The wife rushed out of the room, raised her hand and slapped the uncle on the face, "That's enough. How can there be people like you? They are handling things, why are you following along to cause trouble?"
Without saying anything, he pulled the person into the house.
Zhang Cuihua finally stopped the village director, turned around, and warned in a cold voice, "If you abandon her, it will be a crime of abandonment and you will be imprisoned. You should think carefully about it yourself."
Hit it directly on the seven inches.
She didn't remind him that if he really had difficulties, he could hand them over to the welfare institution.
She only told her that it was a crime to abandon her.
For a moment, Lu Youming stopped thinking.
"Sister Liu, put down the dust." Zhang Cuihua pulled the village director to leave.
"But..." Sister Liu was puzzled.
"Put it down." Zhang Cuihua reminded again.
Sister Liu hesitated and placed the crying Fuchen on the table.
Zhang Cuihua turned to stare at Lu Youming and warned coldly, "We will come and visit every day. If anything happens to this child, you won't be able to run away immediately."
With that said, he took the two of them away.
"Eh?" Lu Youming opened his mouth to stop her, but didn't know how to speak. He waited a few steps out of the door before he finally remembered, "Take her away!"
The figures of the three people in front were walking too fast.
"What's the big deal if you leave it to me?" Lu Youming muttered.
But he didn't dare to throw it away himself.
If he didn't know he was going to jail, he wouldn't have any psychological burden.
But now that he knows that if he doesn't raise him, the police will immediately arrest him and take him away, he has no other thoughts in an instant.
"Eh-" He scratched his head and scratched it all over.
What is all this about?
There is a neighbor who keeps staring at him, making it difficult for him to do anything he wants.
My previous thought was that if I did one job and moved to another place, I would have no worries. The police might not know it was him and find him right away.
He was pretty good at that orphanage. He knew how to avoid the Eye of Heaven.
But now, as long as he doesn't come back and the child disappears, the police next door can call the police to arrest him.
Even if he kills the old man next door, he will soon be exposed.
bother!
"ah--"
Little Fuchen was still crying loudly. The whole room was filled with the sound of children crying.
"Cry, cry, cry, cry!" Lu Youming cursed, pointing at Fu Chen, "Your mother was kicked in the head by a donkey, how did you think of throwing it to me?"
Do you still think that he is the Lu Youming before? He will coax her and rely on her?
The murder plan must be delayed.
Can't move.
Can't move.
Lu Youming felt depressed.
"Ah ah ah -" the child kept crying.
"You can cry to death!" Lu Youming turned around and left.
Go to the kitchen and make yourself something to eat.
Before Sister Liu left, she took a chair and leaned it on the table.
The back of the chair is higher than the table.
Pressed against the table, it served as a railing for floating dust.
Fuchen can't crawl, nor can he turn over, he can only cry "Wow wow".
In the kitchen, Lu Youming used an electric heating rod to boil water.
Turn on the rice cooker and cook some rice.
Then take out the bulk molded tofu you bought. Cut out a piece and put it in a bowl.
Two bowls of rice and a piece of moldy tofu. That's his meal.
After doing everything, I walked back to the house to wait for the meal to be cooked, and found that the child was still crying.
Lu Youming turned a blind eye and lay back on the bed.
The uncle next door rushed over and said, "Coax him, you idiot!"
Lu Youming fell on the bed and remained motionless.
After a while, the uncle rushed into the room and picked up the floating dust on the table.
"Ahhhhh-" Fuchen kept crying while holding his hands.
The uncle held the person and checked whether the diaper was wet or not.
Peed again.
The uncle changed the person's diaper and gently coaxed the person to sleep. The path to the bed was clear.
This big lazy man has already taken a nap with his eyes squinted.
"Get off!" The uncle kicked him forward.
The person on the bed moved his buttocks and stared at the uncle with sinister eyes.
The uncle hugged Fuchen, bent down, and crossed the road to see the light.
From this angle... Lu Youming stared at the uncle. A deer would not dare to show this angle in front of a leopard. From this angle, he could bite his neck and strangle him directly.
Lu Youming squinted as he watched the uncle put the child on the mat.
"Take care of her." The uncle stood up and stared at Lu Youming.
Lu Youming was silent, the dark light in his eyes was as usual, and he wanted to hit someone.
The uncle leaves.
Lu Youming turned to look at the child inside.
Only then did he look at the child seriously.
The child is very thin and looks very soft when sleeping.
One slap can kill you.
God knows why the voice is so loud.
So ugly.
Lu Youming thought. He turned his head and continued to sleep.
The sun shines in through the door, making the room bright.
In summer, it's still a little cool at seven o'clock.
The cool breeze blows into the house from the door, blowing the hair of the adults on the bed and touching the little hands of the children, bringing the slightest coolness.
As the sunlight gradually lengthens and extends into the house, the house gradually heats up.
Lu Youming woke up from the heat, opened his eyes, got up directly, and went to the kitchen next door to have breakfast.
"Ahhhh--" While eating, a sound came from the room.
Lu Youming thought about the child.
Unmoved.
Sitting at the door of the kitchen, enjoying the wind and coolness, I continued to eat breakfast.
Picking up a little bit of moldy tofu with chopsticks is a big mouthful of rice.
"Ah ah ah..." The sound in the room did not stop.
Lu Youming's chopsticks didn't stop either.
The man next door rushed out again, saw Lu Youming at the door of the hut, and shouted, "Eat, eat, eat, are you feeding your child?"
It turned out that I was hungry.
Lu Youming ate lightly.
I watched the uncle pick up the milk bottles and milk powder cans and go into the kitchen, shouting, "Watch!"
Lu Youming: "..."
He stared at the person indifferently and took the last bite of rice from the bowl.
The uncle first pours hot water, then puts in two spoons of milk powder, rubs it with his hands to melt the milk. Then add warm water.
I looked around and saw nothing.
"Isn't there anything cold?"
The road is clear and silent.
The uncle looked around and found the "heat quickly" on the stove. His face dropped again, "Are you going to give this water to your child?"
"Now that I'm a father, can I live a decent life?" The uncle roared again.
Lu Youming said "hum", he could see it.
Without this child, everyone would regard him as a beast. Even if he originally intended to be a beast.
I have a child, but I am willing to treat him as a human being.
Lu Youming had no expression on his face, picked up the bowl, and went out to press water to wash the dishes.
Put your hand on the pressure well and press up and down a few times to draw out the water.
Water flowed out from the well mouth.
Lu Youming took a bowl to collect water and rinsed it.
The uncle picked up the bottle and milk powder and strode to his yard.
The two houses are next to each other and their voices are connected.
The sound of water flowing.
Looking up, the uncle poured the milk from the bottle.
"Woof woof woof." Soon, the dog came.
The uncle went into the room to rinse it and soon came out with a new bottle of milk.
He was not satisfied with Lu Youming's stuff.
Lu Youming saw it in his eyes and said nothing. The dark light in his eyes flowed and was hidden in the silence.
