C3

The next afternoon, Cheng Hanlong and Wu Zhen left together. Wu Zhen arrived at home first. Cheng Hanlong waved goodbye to him and turned to the east. As they walked, he looked around in boredom. Suddenly, Cheng Hanlong stopped. He walked straight to a place where Cheng Hanlong's mother had bandaged him the day before. It was the same place where the gauze was the same color as the dirt. Cheng Hanlong's mother was kneeling on the ground and talking to an old woman. The woman dug around, found two steel buns, and threw them directly to the beggar. The beggar bowed and thanked her.

"Didn't my mom send you to the orphanage?" Why did you come here again? " Cheng Hanlong questioned the child. The child did not reply. He did not look at Cheng Hanlong and just continued to snatch the money from his hands.

"I'm asking you something, say it!" Cheng Hanlong pushed the kid a little bit, but the kid still took a few steps back without saying anything and didn't raise his head to look at Cheng Hanlong either.

"Damn it!" I don't care what you do! " Cheng Hanlong left that place in anger. As he walked, he could not help but curse: "He was born to want his life!" The beggar watched him walk away before raising his head to look in Cheng Hanlong's direction and limped forward.

When they got home, Cheng Hanlong said to Aunt Cheng, "You were kind enough to send that stinky beggar to the orphanage yesterday. Today, he came back by himself, so you don't have to worry about him. Poor people must have something to hate."

Aunt Cheng's expression changed as she asked Cheng Hanlong: "What's really wrong? Where did you see him? Did you see it right? "

Cheng Hanlong said, "The gauze is still wrapped around her legs!"

When Aunt Cheng heard this was true, she felt unwell in her heart. The scene of the child applying the medicine at home flashed before her eyes again. She originally thought it was very painful, but she didn't dare to make a sound. Aunt Cheng sighed. She remembered that when she was young, her little brother had called her "little sister, little sister" from behind. Later on, he said that it was gone, so her heart felt as heavy as lead.

The knock on the door sounded out again. Cheng Hanlong's heart tightened as if he had a bad omen. Most adults can touch the doorbell, only children knock on it. He walked slowly to the door. Sure enough, the matter that made him angry happened again. That beggar was squatting in front of his house again, still in the same posture as yesterday, pretending to be pitiful. Cheng Hanlong did not say anything else and slammed the door shut. He actually still dared to come!

When Aunt Cheng came out from the kitchen, she noticed Cheng Hanlong's bad complexion, "Who was it just now?" Aunt Cheng asked.

"Wrong door!" Cheng Hanlong was a bit impatient. Aunt Cheng looked at Cheng Hanlong with a weird expression, but she didn't ask anything since the food was still in the pot. He returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

After a while, the knock came again. The sound of Aunt Cheng's cooking was loud, so she didn't hear anything else. Cheng Hanlong put on his headphones and ignored him. When he finished listening to a song and took off his headphones, the knock on the door was still there. Annoyed, he ran to the door, opened it and grabbed the child by the collar, lifted him up, carried him directly to the elevator, and dragged him down the stairs. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he threw himself on the floor, swore, "Scram!" and went straight upstairs without looking back.

At night, Cheng Hanlong ate while watching TV, and on the television, the basketball game was being broadcasted, Cheng Hanlong wanted to watch it directly, so he didn't hear anyone knocking on the door. This time, it was Aunt Cheng who opened the door, she just saw that the child from yesterday came again, it seemed to be even more miserable than yesterday, the injury on his leg was no longer noticeable, it was completely covered in black mud.

Aunt Cheng's heart tightened, but she still led the child into the house. She was afraid that Cheng Hanlong would be angry again, so she led the child to the bathroom to help him wash his legs first. Aunt Cheng sighed and walked to the table to scoop up a bowl of rice. She picked up some dishes and carried them over to the child, who immediately began to gobble them down as soon as she got the bowl. The chopsticks were still useless, so Aunt Cheng gave him another spoon and sat beside him to watch him eat.

When it was time for the advertisement, Cheng Hanlong wiped his mouth and realized that his mom was not beside him, so he walked straight towards his bedroom. As he passed the bathroom, he noticed that the door was open, so he could clearly see what was going on inside. Cheng Hanlong pushed open the door, scaring Aunt Cheng and the kids. The kid immediately put the bowl back into Aunt Cheng's hands and looked at Cheng Hanlong in fear.

"Didn't I throw you down? Why are you here again? " Cheng Hanlong roared. He was about to go up and pull the child, but the child desperately dodged.

Aunt Cheng stopped his hand and asked, "He knocked on the door just now. Why didn't you tell me when I asked?"

Cheng Hanlong did not say anything, he stared at the bowl in Aunt Cheng's hand again. Mom, I don't mind if you drugged him, but why did you let him eat here? Do you know if he's sick? " With that, he took the bowl and spoon from Aunt Cheng's hands and threw them into the trash can.

Aunt Cheng stared straight at him. Cheng Hanlong stared back at her fearlessly, waiting for Aunt Cheng to reprimand him. However, Aunt Cheng didn't say anything as she led her child out, her eyes clearly filled with disappointment. Cheng Hanlong didn't understand what he did wrong. He stopped thinking about it, basketball was about to start, whatever he wanted to do, so he ran into the house to continue watching basketball.

After the beggar had eaten, Aunt Cheng sent him back. Cheng Hanlong didn't even bother to ask about it this time. He just thought this person had never been here before and would be done with just sending him off.

The next morning, as soon as Cheng Hanlong went downstairs, he saw a man who looked like a beggar sleeping on a bench under the building. His body was bunched up in a ball and he was covered with a tattered blanket. Cheng Hanlong glanced at Cheng Hanlong as he walked past him. It was indeed Cheng Hanlong. He thought how fast he was. My mom just sent him to the orphanage last night, and now he's here. This little thing has a good memory, so he can always find it.

Cheng Hanlong walked past him and went straight to school.

In the end, he stayed at his house for a few days. During the day, he went to ask for food and slept downstairs in the morning. There were always some people who would point fingers at him and at most give him some money. No one came out to help him with the medicine every night like Aunt Cheng did, and sometimes she would tell him to put some money in his pocket when he left. The way Aunt Cheng looked at her child became more and more gentle. She really treated him as a relative. Cheng Hanlong couldn't help but curse his mother for being an idiot.

Finally one day, Aunt Chengtian rushed to the morning shift before daybreak. As soon as she went downstairs, she found the beggar who slept on the bench and knew that he had never stayed in the orphanage, not even having a place to stay. Aunt Cheng felt like she had been stabbed in the heart and had been thinking about this the whole time as she went to work. However, Cheng Hanlong's side would be a bit more difficult. As long as it's clear, there shouldn't be any problems.

That night, Aunt Cheng waited for a long time, but the child still hadn't come. She had heard wrongly several times and thought it was a knock on the door. She ran to the door and opened it, but there was no one there.

After getting used to applying medicine on him these few days, he liked to watch his child not cry or make a ruckus. Sometimes, he would think that the little brother he lost when he was young had eyes and demeanor alike. Thinking about that, he became even more restless. Cheng Hanlong snorted coldly when he saw his mom's restless look. It must be because of that little beggar. He had been used to children's frequent appearances for days, and as for his fucking attitude, he had ignored it. As long as it didn't hinder him, he would pretend that this person didn't exist.

"He won't be able to come tonight. Do you think he really knows who you are? Maybe he went to someone else's house and knocked on their door." Cheng Hanlong said in disdain.

Aunt Cheng's ears were focused on the sound of the door, so she had no time to pay attention to what Cheng Hanlong had said. It seemed to be coming! I really heard it this time. " Aunt Cheng felt as if she had heard a low knock on the door, so she hurried to open it.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the child was lying on the floor, covered in dirt, his face pale and his head sweating. Aunt Cheng quickly carried him into the room and put him on the bed. The child couldn't lie down, so he rolled over on the bed. Soon the bed was dirty, and Cheng Hanlong wanted to curse again. Aunt Cheng called the doctor, then slowly calmed the child down and waited for the doctor to arrive.

When the doctor came in and saw the dirty child lying on the bed, he was a little surprised, but he himself was only a doctor, so he didn't ask any questions and began to treat the child.

"It's gastroenteritis, an intermittent attack. Get the blood transfusion! " The doctor said to Aunt Cheng, who nodded. The doctor first gave the child a pain-relieving injection, then went back to get the medicine. When the doctor left, Aunt Cheng helped the child take a bath, put on her clothes, and lay down on the quilt. It was the clothes Cheng Hanlong wore when he was young. It was a little fat. Cheng Hanlong watched from the side and mocked him secretly, "This clothes was ruined."

The doctor came over and filled him up again before leaving. Before he left, he told Aunt Cheng that he would need to make another two bottles tomorrow. Aunt Cheng nodded and accompanied the doctor to the door. Then she went back to the house. The child had been tortured for a whole day and fell asleep. Aunt Cheng looked at him for a long time before she sighed deeply and covered him with the blanket. Then, she walked out by herself.