My Sister is Fuji

In the distance, a boy with half of his face burned was standing under a tree, looking at Xue Qi who was standing next to his sister with hatred, and picked up a wooden stick.

……

Su Mu followed behind Grandma Han, with small trees on the left and stone chairs made of rough stones beside her.

And that ugly boy is using a wooden stick to draw two stick figures on the dirt; one stick figure is relatively large, and it is recognizable as a boy at a glance; long hair.

The hands of the two stickmen are each holding a bag of snacks; the face is painted big, and there are three moon buds of different sizes inside, which can be regarded as smiles.In the boy's eyes, it is so hypocritical.

The boy showed a terrible smile, Jie Jie laughed twice, picked up the wooden stick, aimed at the right eye of the male match figure, and stabbed it down fiercely.

"puff!"

The wooden stick sank deep into the soil, and the stickman was still smiling, looking very scary.The boy smiled at Su Mu.

Su Mu withdrew his gaze. Due to the angle, he couldn't see the image drawn by the boy, but he could feel his malicious intentions from the boy's smile.

A trace of dislike for boys flashed in Grandma Han's eyes, and it disappeared quickly. She immediately turned her head, introduced casually to Su Mu, and pointed to the right: "There is a place for children to play, and the toilet is in front."

Su Mu looked over, and there was a toilet in the front, a sandpit in the back, and a few small trees planted next to it; seesaws, slides, and wooden horses were next to them—but they were too old, with a light color, revealing that they were safe. Hidden danger.

Follow Grandma Han into the house.

There are ten brightly colored wooden chairs in the living room, and a TV with a large back is placed in the front TV cabinet.

This TV is old.Nowadays, the development of the times has basically replaced LCD TVs.This kind of large square TV is rare, not to mention, the screen of this TV is very small.

There is a brown folding table standing on the side of the wall that is bumpy and the wallpaper is worn out, and it can be regarded as a dining table when it stands upright.

Su Mu glanced at the electric light above his head. It was a low-quality light bulb worth two yuan. The light was dim and it was difficult to see.

"This is the place where I usually watch TV and eat." Grandma Han said, and walked inside.

Su Mu couldn't help frowning, and continued to follow Grandma Han.

"This is the kitchen." Grandma Han pointed to the inside. There was a strange smell in the kitchen, the walls were dark, and the light bulbs had already turned black.

"This is my room." Grandma Han looked at the closed door on one side, and instead of taking Su Mu into her room, she led him into the children's room on the other side.

The children's room is very simple, it is the kind of double iron bed that looks like military training, and the bottom is covered with wooden boards; the iron beds are connected one by one, and the middle joint is that kind of wooden board, which can be regarded as a small table.

Even if it is not high, climbing up and down is still a bit dangerous for these children.

Su Mu was silent, and then asked Grandma Han: "Are these children abandoned as soon as they were born, or what?"

Grandma Han said: "Some are abandoned by other parents; some are orphans because their parents passed away and they have no relatives or friends."

"Where's that girl?" Su Mu thought of the girl with a bright smile just now.

"Girl? Oh, you said Xiao Feng."

"What's her name?" Su Mu said, "Real name."

"Xiao Feng." Grandma Han came to her senses after a while, "Chen Feng, ear Chen, dedicated Feng. It sounds like a boy's name."

"So was she abandoned or..."

"There was a fire at home, and my parents died in the fire. I don't have any relatives or friends. Alas, it's so pitiful. She is a good girl, God will not open her eyes."

"Then her brother..."

"You said Ayu." Grandma Han said disgustedly, "his face was burned by the fire, so he turned into that ugly look. He has a very weird temper, and he must have been stimulated by the disfigurement. But it's understandable, adults I can't bear this kind of pain, let alone a child. It's just suffering for Xiaofeng."

"Why do you call him Ayu?"

"It's just a nickname. Her younger sister calls him Xiao Ke, and everyone else calls him A Yu." Grandma Han smiled horribly, "Look at half of his burnt face, does it look like fish scales? "

……

Outside.

The girl named Xiao Feng, with a sunny smile on her face, said to the children who were clamoring for snacks: "Don't grab it, I'll share it! Don't worry, everyone has a share, don't worry, take your time."

The children seem to listen to the girls very much.

Xiao Feng went over to share some candy and snacks with everyone, "Share these first. I will have dinner later, otherwise Grandma Han will scold me if I can't eat. Save these for tomorrow, and put them there, they won't spoil."

Xue Qi looked at Xiao Feng who looked like a young adult. Among so many children, she only had a good impression of this girl with a sunny smile.

Xueqi said to Xiao Feng: "Do they all listen to you that much?"

"It's not obedience, it's equal respect." Xiao Feng corrected seriously, and said, "Because I'm friends with them." Chong Xueqi smiled softly and said, "Sister, what's your name?"

"Xueqi, what about you?"

"Chen Feng. Just call me Xiao Feng." Xiao Feng smiled, "We are friends."

Xueqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yeah." She noticed the ring on Xiao Feng's little finger.

This ring is an ordinary toy ring, the whole body is silver and white.

Xiaofeng noticed the direction of Xueqi's gaze, picked up his little finger, and proudly said to Xueqi: "This is a cute little brother, a birthday present for me. I will always take him with me."

"Little brother?"

"Well, a little brother from an orphanage, who came back and was sent away... as if he was really my brother."

When the word "brother" was mentioned, Xiao Feng thought of something, and his smile froze suddenly, but immediately returned to normal.