bookmarkrole Chapter 119
Chapter 119
The heavy rain fell down and hit the shed, which always made people feel that the weak house would collapse completely in a second.
Lu Xing listened deeply and heard the sound of Xixisuo. The grandfather beside him got up, relaxed his hands and feet, pressed the quilt for him, and then found a basin to catch the rainwater that had leaked.
Every time it is windy and rainy, the people living in this slum area have to worry about it, fearing that there will be no place to live anytime soon.
But apart from this place, everyone has no other place to go. This city is huge, but only this slum area, they dare to set foot in peace.
Lu Xingchen sat up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy, and thought about it blankly, before going to bed, was it raining outside?
But after Grandpa arched his back, suppressed his throat and coughed in a low voice, he put aside that strange idea, put on the jacket by himself, and buttoned every button tightly.
Two months ago, the big fat man next door caught a cold and spent a lot of money on the treatment. The little Lu Xingchen didn't know how much it was, but the big fat mother beat him up when he came back, and the sound of cursing was heard across the street. can hear.
In the past, the big fat family was short and tall in this family. They could eat the leftover fat meat from the butcher stall twice a week. Every time it was cooked, it was very delicious. Several houses opened their doors and served only vegetables. The bowl of leaves sniffed hard.
But it's been two months this time, and Lu Xingchen hasn't smelled meat from Fatty's house again.
From this, he came to a conclusion: seeing a doctor is very expensive.
He also told himself earnestly that grandpa had a hard time finding money, so he must not get sick.
After putting on his jacket and trousers, Lu Xingshen, who had short hands and feet, slid out of bed, and took a small basin to find the leak.
Grandpa said: "Why did Lu Wazi come down? Go back to bed quickly, and Grandpa will pick it up."
Lu Xingchen shook his head, "No, I've grown up and can help."
"Okay, okay, we Xingxing have grown up and can help Grandpa." Grandpa Lu said this, and then coughed uncontrollably.
Lu Xingshen put down the basin, stepped on the plastic bench, and gently patted the old man's back with his small hands to give him comfort.As soon as Grandpa Lu recovered, he jumped off the stool, lit the coal stove with a match, and put a pot of hot water on it to burn.
"Grandpa has said several times, you are a petite family, you can't touch matches, and you can't touch the stove, why don't you listen?"
"I can." Lu Xingchen insisted, although he is only five years old, he already has a lot of ideas, and the decisions he makes must be done, and no one can persuade him.
I asked a middle-aged man who originally lived a street away to say that this temper is born like someone doing big things, not ordinary.
The middle-aged man is a street singer. Although he can't earn much money, he can read and write. People in this area call him a great musician with ridicule. The name "Lu Xingshen" is the old man who just picked up the child. I begged him back with a few eggs and a doll.
But this person also moved away not long ago.
The huts are densely packed, and there is not enough road left for two bicycles to ride side by side, and the sun can't shine in, but if possible, no one wants to keep it.
Seeing Lu Xingchen obediently guarding in front of the stove, the old man sighed and said nothing.
The water boiled quickly, Lu Xingchen lifted the lid, scooped up a cup of water with a spoon and an enamel cup with one corner missing, and was about to call for his grandfather to help take the pot down, when his ears suddenly caught the sound of someone knocking on the door.
Lu Xingshen pretended not to hear, pursed his mouth and blew on the water, hoping it would cool down quickly.
After 1 minute, the knock on the door became louder, and even Grandpa Lu, who was not very good at hearing, heard it.
"Xingxing, is there someone knocking on the door?"
Lu Xingshen: "No."
"Nonsense, Grandpa heard it all."
Lu Xingchen pursed his lips, stepped on his short legs, and rushed to open the door aggressively before Grandpa Lu left.
Outside the door, wind, rain, and thunder were raging, and rainwater floated in through the crack of the door that was not tightly closed. From the crack, one could vaguely see the shadow of a person.
Lu Xingshen knew who it was.
After the door opened, a 15-year-old boy was revealed outside.
Half-length and light-colored hair, soft and charming face, looks like the expensive dolls that Lu Xingshen saw in passing shops, those placed in the window, out of the wind and rain, also like smoke The young masters of those rich families in Uncle Gun's mouth.
In short, it is not like this slum area.
This person who doesn't fit in here said that his name is "Zheng Qing" and he is 15 years old this year.
It was raining heavily outside the door, and the eaves did not provide much shelter from the rain. Zheng Qing was completely wet.
But for Lu Xingchen who had left him outside for so long, he had no anger on his face. He bent down, rolled his eyes with a smile and said, "Xingchen, can you let Brother Ah Qing in?"
It was raining and windy outside, and the sky was dark and ignorant, but Zheng Qing's smile was soft and warm, like a peaceful lake and a gentle breeze, with a clean and harmless breath, which made people struggling in this shanty town and desperate for a little money Unconsciously, the thorn in my heart softened and approached.
"Is Ah Qing here? Come in and sit down." Grandpa Lu also likes this polite, sensible and clean boy.
The children in the slums mature prematurely, and many of them are forced by life and under the influence of their parents, they have embarked on the road of not learning to muddle along. The rest of them are either sharp and rebellious, or are ashamed. I can’t see young people like Zheng Qing. people.
Grandpa Lu felt that his sensible little grandson would become such a person in the future.
Clean and decent, out of tune with the slums, it has a bright future and great prospects at first sight.
In his heart, he hooked Zheng Qing and Lu Xingshen's appearance in the future, and Grandpa Lu liked him even more.
Lu Xingchen moved away, Zheng Qing walked in, the dripping water from his clothes formed a puddle in the room.
He stretched out his hand to touch Lu Xingchen's head, but Lu Xingchen dodged it, took a step back, and said seriously: "I'm not a child anymore, I can't touch my head."
Zheng Qing curled her lips helplessly and amusedly, bent her eyes and looked at Lu Xingshen at the same level: "Brother knows that Xingchen is not a child anymore, but Xingchen doesn't need to be so anxious to grow up, brother hopes that Xingchen will always be happy A child."
After speaking, he straightened up and touched the top of Lu Xing's head with his palm while Lu Xing was not resting.
Relying on his shortness, Lu Xingchen didn't hide his displeasure, and his two small eyebrows were frowned.
He has a strong sense of territoriality, like a little tiger, but he knows that he is still weak, so he refrains from telling ordinary people.
A little unhappy, Lu Xingchen walked back to the kitchen with short legs, scooped out half of the water in the pot with a spoon, and felt that the rest could be moved, so he picked it up and put it on the stove made of red bricks .
In the room, Zheng Qing watched Lu Xingshen go in before looking away, put the things in the other hand on the table, and said with a smile: "I boiled some fish soup at night, grandpa and Xingshen help me eat some."
Grandpa Lu waved his hand: "Ah Qing, keep it for yourself, it's not easy for you to live alone."
Zheng Qing smiled gently: "I can't eat it all by myself, and I don't know anyone here. Grandpa Lu and Xingchen help me eat, so I'm happy. And the fish soup is rich in nutrition, drinking it can make you grow taller."
Grandpa Lu couldn't speak anymore. He could live like an old tree in the wild. He didn't ask for rain, dew and fertile soil, but he didn't want his little grandson to suffer a little. Be good and grow up healthy and strong.
Zheng Qing continued: "Grandpa Lu, don't be polite to me, I really can't drink that much."
At his insistence, Grandpa Lu hesitated for a moment and accepted the soup.
Zheng Qing raised his watch and looked at it. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. He really wanted to stay a little longer, but the wet clothes on his body were sticky and uncomfortable, and it was too late to stay any longer. Glancing at the kitchen, I regret to say goodbye.
It's all over, Grandpa Lu naturally won't keep him anymore, and said: "Ah Qing, go back and change quickly."
Zheng Qing nodded, and said in the direction of the kitchen: "Xing Chen, brother is leaving first, and I will come to see you tomorrow."
He thought he wouldn't get any response this time. In the past, when he showed kindness to Lu Xingchen, he rarely got a response. Lu Xingchen was not like ordinary children who would get close to anyone who was nice to him.
He always stays at a distance, even if you tempt him with fresh meat, he will not come here. He is not a dog that can be domesticated, but a beast that has already shown its arrogant posture even though it is still young.
But now the child who is in Zheng Qing's mind is not easy to deal with, came out with a cup of hot water and handed it to him, and said in a tender voice: "Hot water, be careful of catching a cold."
Zheng Qing's eyes lit up instantly, and she smiled like the moon, and just stared at Lu Xingchen.
The kid Lu Xingshen suddenly felt a little hairy.
Zheng Qing kept such a happy smile and was sent to the door by Lu Xingshen.
When closing the door, Lu Xingshen suddenly heard a few thin and weak calls, which belonged to cats, and his ears caught them mixed in the rain.
Following the sound, he found a kitten under the gardenia tree at the door.
The whole body is black, only four paws are white, and it is thin and small. In such a stormy weather, it seems that it will die in the next second.
Lu Xingshen squatted down and observed this young creature, his beautiful and lovely face was very serious: "If you can walk over by yourself, I will raise you."
Cats are picky eaters and not easy to raise, and now that he is young and poor, he shouldn't consider raising them at all, but Lu Xingchen couldn't look away after seeing the black kitten.
He thought, as long as it comes over, I will raise it, and I will save my own food for it to eat.
The kitten seemed to understand it, meowed softly towards Lu Xingchen, and then crawled in this direction.
The kitten was weak, and when there were only two steps left, Lu Xingchen couldn't help reaching out and cheated to catch it.
The cat gave a soft "meow~", and Lu Xingchen heard the coquettishness from inside, and was rubbed with water.
[Supporter, your integrity is really getting lower and lower. 】
[This is my boyfriend, what kind of morals do you want! 】
After arguing with the system, he leaned against Lu Xingchen again. From waking up to find that he had turned into a black cat that looked like Yu Duo, to shivering in the cold, looking for a place to hide from the rain, until he saw the door open in the night. Fang Lingfei's heart that had been hanging on for a while suddenly calmed down, and he felt that everything was settled.
"Meow~" My boyfriend looks so good-looking even though he is smaller!
No. 1: Well, after turning into a cat, the IQ of the supporter seems to have also decreased.
Lu Xingchen didn't know that the kitten in his arms was calling him boyfriend over and over in his heart. After he entered, Grandpa Lu was packing up the fish soup brought by Zheng Qing, smiling kindly: "Xing Xing, come and drink the soup."
Lu Xingshen shook his head: "I don't like fish soup."
"This is a good thing, why don't you like it?" Lu Xingshen was sensible since he was a child, and Grandpa Lu didn't suspect that he was lying.
"But I just don't like it. The fishy smell is strong, so I don't want to waste it. Grandpa, drink it up. I'll go find cloth to make a nest for the kitten." Saying that, he ran away aggressively with the cat in his arms.
Another soft object rubbed against the side of his hand. Little Lu lowered his head and met the kitten's shiny eyes that seemed to be glistening with water.
Fang Xiaomao knew that Lu Xingchen was only picky about raw materials, but he was never picky about the type of food. Moreover, he got close and heard a small grunt.
This five-year-old child deliberately said that he didn't like it.
Fang Lingfei looked at his paws and thought, why am I not in a human body now? If I had a human body, I could protect him.