Seeing them starting to prepare food, the little beggar finally threw away the torch and took off the black coal as quickly as possible. Not afraid of being burned, she just hugged it directly into her arms, while her eyes were still staring at it with vigilance.
Gu Fenghua and others, especially the fat man.
"Why does he keep staring at me?" Fatty was so stunned by his stare that he couldn't help but ask.
"Because you are fat." Lorne said. This time she said it directly.
"Nonsense, of course I know I'm fat." The fat man said angrily. This time he admitted it directly. Should people keep watching someone if they are fat? Do they have to guard against thieves?
"Fat people usually eat well." Ye Wuse added.
"Nonsense, of course I know I can eat it." The fat man rolled his eyes. He can eat better than others, and he admitted this directly.
"Being able to eat means that you may not be full. If you are not full, you have to steal from others." Gu Fenghua finally gave the answer.
"Uh..." Fatty finally understood. It turns out that being fat is also a sin.
What Gu Fenghua and others said was somewhat ridiculing, but Fatty knew that this was not just a joke. For the little beggar, this was actually his life experience and equivalent to the survival rules of another world.
Beggars like him cannot fill their stomachs most of the time. It is normal for them to snatch food from each other. In order to survive, this kind of predatory behavior can be said to be natural.
Generally speaking, the fatter and stronger a person is, the more he can eat, the more he needs to grab, and the more advantage he has in grabbing it, so the little beggar is extra vigilant towards him. But he doesn’t know how much he has been bullied.
Only then did I get this understanding of life.
As I was thinking wildly, the pheasant was already roasted, the golden fat glistened under the firelight, and the rich aroma of the meat was filling the air.
The fat man and the others did not rush forward to grab her as eagerly as before, but subconsciously looked at the little beggar.
At this time, the little beggar also took out the ball of black coal and began to eat it.
Only then did Gu Fenghua and others figure out what the black coal was. It turned out to be a sweet potato. After all, he was only a six- or seven-year-old child. Even though he was a little precocious compared to his peers due to the pressure of life, his survival skills were still poor.
The sweet potatoes, which were not big in the first place, were roasted with a thick layer of char, leaving only two-thirds of the potatoes left.
In just a few mouthfuls, he ate all the sweet potato. Obviously, such a small amount of sweet potato couldn't fill his stomach, so he put the roasted sweet potato skin into his mouth and slowly ate it.
Got up.
Of course, there was nothing edible about the coke, but there was still a little bit of melon rind stuck to it. The sweet and glutinous taste made him have endless aftertaste. He just slowly chewed the charcoal with a little bit of melon rind stuck to it, with a smile on his face.
He looked intoxicated, as if he was eating the legendary fairy fruit.
Speaking of which, Gu Fenghua and the others are not compassionate saints and saints, but at this moment, they still couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts.
What kind of life did this child live before?
"Come here, I'll give you this roast chicken." Gu Fenghua said to him.
The little beggar sniffed and looked at the roast chicken in front of Gu Fenghua. She swallowed hard, but did not come over. Her eyes were still full of vigilance.
How could such a young child be so defensive? He didn't know what he had gone through. Gu Fenghua sighed secretly, feeling even more sour in his heart.