"It's not rare!" Jiang Rongjing snorted coldly: "Don't think that I don't know what you think, don't you just don't want to use your kidney to save me! Just say it clearly if you don't want to, don't pretend to talk about finding a kidney source, that's your kind
Can little people find it? If you could find it, I would have replaced it long ago, why would I have to wait for you?"
Jiang Zhihao didn't want to explain anything to him, so he turned and walked outside.
Jia Dongxiang wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Jiang Rongjing: "Don't worry about him. He can go wherever he falls in love. There's no place for him to sleep here anyway!"
This once-familiar home left the deepest impression on me now, due to my father's harsh mouth and my stepmother's hypocritical face.
Walking down the stairs, the steps seemed particularly heavy.
Jiang Zhihao did not bring up the idea of searching for past memories in the house because he knew that everything related to his mother at home had been thrown into the trash can by Jia Dongxiang.
When she was at home, she might have restrained herself a little bit, but in the ten years since she was gone, she might not have even a hair left.
After leaving the unit door and walking along the shabby road, Jiang Zhihao didn't go far when he suddenly heard rapid footsteps coming from behind.
He turned around and looked around, only to see the small figure running towards him from behind. He was caught off guard and bumped directly into him.
Jiang Yucheng groaned, covered his nose and took a few steps back.
Jia Dongxiang's shout came from upstairs: "Chengcheng, what are you doing down here? Come up quickly, it's so dark, I'll throw you down in a while!"
"I know!" Jiang Yucheng called back, then handed the thing in his hand to Jiang Zhihao, and said with a little shyness of a young man: "You haven't eaten, so I'll give this to you..."
Looking at the burger in his hand, Jiang Zhihao was slightly startled.
"This is KFC. It's delicious. Mom will take me to eat there once a month." Jiang Yucheng passed the thing in his hand forward and motioned to catch it.
Jiang Zhihao subconsciously took it in his hand. Before he could speak, Jiang Yucheng waved at him, turned around and ran away.
After running a few steps, he came back again, lowered his voice slightly, and asked: "Are you really my brother?"
This question made Jiang Zhihao tremble. He never thought that one day he would be like this because of Jiang Yucheng's question...
He didn't know how to describe his current mood. It was very complicated, so complicated that he had no time to think too much. He nodded instinctively and replied: "I am."
Jiang Yucheng's eyes lit up, he smiled, turned around and ran away.
Jiang Zhihao didn't know what he was laughing at, but he felt that the laughter made him feel a little warm inexplicably.
The scolding voice of stepmother Jia Dongxiang could be heard vaguely in the corridor: "What are you doing down there? It's so dark at night. What if I throw you?"
"I'm going to bring food to my brother. Mom, he is really my brother! He is so tall. Can I grow so tall too?"
A childish voice came into my ears, followed by Jia Dongxiang's scolding: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and go home!"
Listening to the conversation between mother and son, Jiang Zhihao lowered his head slightly and looked at the burger in his hand. Although the heat was gone, a warmth suddenly emerged in his heart.