Watch Out! Danger Ahead
/ Watch Out! Danger Ahead Chapter 2324
Chapter 2324: Lost (1) Chapter 2324: Lost (1) A moment later, the child's face revealed a vigilant expression, and he turned to the side of the cellar.
The earthen jars in the cellar had not been touched by anyone-he was the one who had placed them there, so he knew best if anyone had touched them.
There was a layer of straw in the corner. It was the spot where he had slept last night.
He stared at song Qing in a daze. This was the first time he had seen song Qing's face.
When he was chatting with her in the dark, although she didn't sound like an old woman, the child was still stunned for a moment when he saw her face.
She didn't look very old. She was much younger than he had imagined, and she didn't seem much older than him.
“Mother?”
He was afraid that he had recognized the wrong person, so he called out tentatively.
Song Qing nodded.
“You'll sleep there tonight,”
She raised her chin, signaling the child to go over.
The voice was still very familiar, and the child immediately felt relieved.
Once he was sure of song qingxiao's identity, he couldn't believe it. He walked over to the pile of grass and sat down carefully. He pressed down and touched it.
Compared to the cold and damp ground, the cellar, which was covered with hay, gave him a warm feeling.
His little face unconsciously revealed a surprised smile, and his petite body rolled two rounds on it. Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned over and sat up.
“Mother, you can sleep here.”
“You sleep.”
Song qingxiao shook her head.
“I'm in good health! Mother fell from the sky and was injured, so it's better for you to sleep here.”
As an orphan, pleasing others in order to survive seemed to have become an instinct in his life, so he did not dare to easily reach out and receive the benefits that song qingxiao 'sent' him.
He was deeply afraid that this was like a bait that would lure him over and eventually kill him.
He was very guarded, afraid that she had some conspiracy.
However, he was worried that his wariness would anger her, so after trying to persuade her again and again, he changed the topic in fear.
“Lanterns and straw, where did mother get them from?”
He crawled to the lamp and carefully reached out his hand.
The finger as thin as a Reed stick fell on the flame of the lamp, burning with crackling sounds. His flesh was burned, and he felt severe pain, but he seemed to be greedy for this trace of warmth, and showed a sickly smile.
“I took it from a dead person's house.”
A fawning smile appeared on his face again.
“Mother's luck is too good. I always can't encounter such a good thing.”
'Gulp.'
The child's stomach started growling again. It seemed like he had found nothing after going out in the day.
He was very thin.
Although he claimed to be seven years old, his face was as thin as a palm, and his eyes were dark, with vigilance, caution, and caution, trying to please and cower.
He was wearing clothes that did not fit him well and had been patched up. There were black and red stains on it, and it hung on his body.
His face and thin arms had wounds from yesterday's fight. Those children had struggled to survive in hardship, so they were particularly ruthless. There were large scabs in some places that he had not dealt with. After a day, many places had become inflamed and red.
He didn't know if it was because he had lifted the straw mat on the roof of the cellar when he came in.
The flies smelled the rotten smell on his body and buzzed around his festering wound.
He slapped his face, and the scabbed wound immediately split open. The fly that smelled blood became even more excited, but he seemed to feel no pain. He scratched the wound, touched the blood with his hand, and wiped it on his leg without a care.
Song qingxiao beckoned him over.
The child hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if it was because he knew that he wasn't her match or because he understood that he couldn't escape from her hands, but although he was a little scared, he still limped over to her.
She paused for a moment, then reached out and touched his arm.
His arm was very thin, and she held it with her index finger and thumb. The bone was as thin as a Reed, as if it would break with a pinch.
The child was a little scared after being pinched by her. He sniffed, but he resisted the urge to move.
Song Qing's small hands moved down his ribs, and his hands were full of bones.
She noticed that his legs were not walking very well, but fortunately, his bones were not broken.
He pulled up his pants and realized that someone had bitten his thigh.
The wound was already swollen and black, and the two rows of teeth marks were oozing blood, which was far more terrible than the wound on his face.
Chapter end
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