Su Youting went home and saw no one in the yard. When he entered the house, he heard the sound of Ling Yun gasping. He quickly walked in and saw that the neat house was now in a mess.
Mother rolled up Ling Yun's sleeves and was carefully wiping something with a clean handkerchief. There was bright red blood on the handkerchief.
"Ling Yun, what's going on?"
At a glance, he saw the injury on Ling Yun's hand.
Speaking of this, Mrs. Su Chen was very angry. She had fallen on her arm. If she had accidentally fallen on her head, she would just tell him what Mr. He and Ling Jiabao had done.
When Su Youting heard this, he was so angry that his eyes turned red. He turned around and was about to go out. Unexpectedly, Ling Yun let out a loud ouch and told him to stay at home as he wanted to go find someone to settle the score.
"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" Su Youting felt distressed when he saw his little daughter-in-law suffering. If this injury was on his own body, he wouldn't even frown, but if it was injured on Ling Yun's fair arm, it would be enough. It made him feel so distressed that his nose felt sore and he felt like crying.
"Mom, let me do it."
Su Youting took the handkerchief from his mother's hand and carefully helped Ling Yun wipe the dust off the wound little by little. He also applied a thin layer of the gold sore medicine he usually used. He didn't even dare to breathe during the whole process. Afraid of hurting Ling Yun, he kept blowing air.
After finally applying medicine to the wound, Su Youting was just about to go out when there was another knock on the door outside. Su Youting walked towards the door with an angry look, thinking that it was the Ling family who had killed another carbine.
Mrs. Su Chen saw that her son valued Ling Yun, and was also very angry about this incident. She was afraid that something might happen to him impulsively, so she followed him.
Even Ling Yun couldn't sit still and followed him out to see what was going on.
The person who knocked on the door was indeed a child. He was only five or six years old. His body was covered with dirt, he was skinny and skinny, he had a big head on his small shoulders, his face was fleshless, his eyes were big, his mouth was full of dry cracks, and his clothes were rags. A little beggar in ragged clothes.
When he saw the angry face of Su Youting, the child was so frightened that he almost wanted to turn around and leave. Fortunately, Su Chen followed him out. The little beggar was supported by the belief that he could survive and did not run away.
Su Youting softened his expression when he saw people who were not from the Ling family, and even managed an ugly smile.
When Ling Yun saw the little beggar, something suddenly occurred to his mind, and he finally said hello, "Mom, look at how pitiful that child is, please tell her to come in."
Mrs. Su Chen was a kind-hearted and soft-hearted old lady. She waved to the frightened child at the door and said, "Don't be afraid, good child. If you need help, come in and talk."
Although the child was a little beggar, he was very well-behaved. He timidly walked into the door, but after taking only one step, he stopped still and obediently greeted the owner of the yard, "Good-hearted uncle and grandma, hello aunt, Good people are rewarded, so I just want to ask for something to eat and leave right away."
With trembling hands, the little beggar held out a dirty porcelain bowl with broken edges.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a little girl.
There was pleading in his eyes. He was so frightened by Su Youting's stinky face that tears were already welling up in his eyes, but he was so strong that he refused to let them flow down. It was heartbreaking to see this.
Ling Yun quickly walked into the kitchen and took a big steamed bun left over from the morning meal. He also heated the porridge and put a few pickle strips in it. This was their family's breakfast.
After taking a few steps, he wanted to hand it to the child. The little beggar just held his own broken bowl and did not take the porridge bowl from Ling Yun's hand.
"Auntie, I'm dirty. Just pour it into my bowl. Don't dirty the bowls at home. Thank you, auntie. Kindness will be rewarded."
As he was about to kneel down and kowtow to Ling Yun and the others, Ling Yun, who walked in the door at this time, saw that in the corner of the door outside the door, there was a smaller one with small black hands lying on the wall. Below it was a The original color of the bare feet can no longer be seen.
He did not come out, but hid in the corner. If Ling Yun didn't look carefully, he would have ignored his existence. He gave the steamed bun to the little beggar. When Ling Yun saw that the little beggar did not immediately crazily hold the food and stuff it in In the mouth.
Instead, he carefully put it into his arms, carefully held the porridge bowl and was about to leave, then he took the initiative and said, "Is that little guy with you?"
The little girl may have sensed Ling Yun's kindness and smiled slightly, "Auntie, this is my brother. You saved his life. If there is no more food, we will both starve to death."
Seeing that this child is really sensible and knows how to take care of his younger brother at such a young age, Ling Yun's heart was warmed, "Why don't you come in and eat in the yard, and I'll get you another steamed bun. It’s still quite cold outside.”
In this season, the temperature difference between day and night is very big. The two little beggars only have a pair of tattered single clothes that don't fit very well. There are no shoes on their feet. There are some pebbles on the ground. I don't know how painful it will be. .
The little boy outside was obviously more afraid of strangers and very timid. He only dared to show half of his face and one big black eye. This was because he heard his sister mention him and didn't dare to come out at all.
The little girl is a quick-tongued and cheerful person, "Auntie, my brother is too young and ignorant to do the work. We are dirty, so we won't go in and disturb you. I'm very grateful that you can give us something to eat."
Ling Yun didn't force it. He could tell that the two children must have experienced something bad and were very wary of strangers. "Okay, wait a moment, and I'll get another steamed bun."
Two very hungry children, one may not have enough to eat.
Ling Yun quickly ran into the kitchen and dragged the most terrifying black-faced god in the family in, so that he wouldn't poke him there and make the two children tremble with fear.
I took a piece of drawer cloth and quickly wrapped five or six steamed buns, and put them in a small basket. I didn't forget to put a dozen copper plates under the basket, and hurriedly took them to the older girl.
"Here are you, you can have enough to eat for two days."
Seeing so many big white-faced steamed buns, the little girl finally couldn't hold back the water in her eyes and said with great gratitude, "Thank you, aunt, your family are all good people!"
As he was about to kowtow again, Ling Yun grabbed the little girl's arm. The skinny touch in his hand made her nose feel sore.
The little girl quickly moved her hand away and explained, "Auntie, it's dirty."
The emotional outburst was probably in an instant, and Ling Yun couldn't help but shed tears. The appearance of this little girl soon overlapped with the image of the young and hard-working original owner in the memory. Ling Yun choked and asked, "Girl, Where do you both live?”
The girl did not hide this, "We can live wherever we go. There is a house at the mountain pass in front of us. We will live there for the next two days."
It is a mountain temple. It seems that everything is guided by something. The two little beggars were able to beg for food at the door of Su's house today because of some guidance. Ling Yun confirmed the idea that had just arisen in his heart.
Trying to use her softest voice, she said, "Children, Auntie is really feeling sorry for you and wants to help you. Can you bring your brother to the yard and Auntie can get you something warm to eat?"
Mrs. Su Chen also felt distressed and said, "Yes, there are only three of us in grandma's house. Don't be afraid, come in."
The little girl was obviously struggling and hesitant in her heart. The person in front of her gave her a really warm feeling, just like when her mother was still alive. However, her experience of narrowly avoiding death made her afraid to trust strangers easily.
Ling Yun saw the hesitation of the little beggar, and in the end he could only ask Su Youting to move the Kang table in her mother-in-law's house to the door, "Then don't come in, you can eat here, wait for me!"
