"Come on, Lele, eat more, these are for blood."

On the small dining table, Qin Lu tried his best to hold the food for Qin Lele, and there was a big chicken leg on the chopsticks.

"Pa——" Lin Xiaohong put the wooden chopsticks heavily on the table, and said eccentrically, "Lu Zi, I'm not talking about you, you are such an adult, it's time to go out and earn money, don't keep reaching out and asking your family for money."

Qin Lu shook his hands, and dropped the dish on the dark wooden table. Afraid of wasting it, he quickly picked up the dish into his own bowl.

"I know, I will pay back Lele's surgery fee."

Apart from Lin Xiaohong, Qin Lu and his son sitting on the table, there was also an old man and a chubby little boy who was about the same age as Lele.

The child pouted dissatisfiedly, "Mom, I also want to eat meat, and I also want to eat chicken drumsticks!"

On the side of the porcelain bowl are red flowers of a specific and distinct age, and there are only a few pieces of chicken in the bowl, which are leftovers from their family.

Naturally, there was only one piece of chicken leg, but it had already been given to Qin Lele by Qin Lu.

Lin Xiaohong felt sorry for her son, and touched his fat face, "Yes, you have lost weight these few days."

Qin Lu pushed Qin Lele's arm, telling him to eat quickly.

Lin Xiaohong originally wanted Qin Lele to give the chicken leg to her son, but Qin Lele's face was pale, and there was blood-stained gauze on her head. She was the culprit again, and she opened her mouth, embarrassed.

So she looked at old man Qin and asked old man Qin to come forward.

Old man Qin is 59 this year, and he will be [-] when he crosses the new year. He is old and has a son, and he attaches great importance to Lin Xiaohong's son.

At the same time, he couldn't look down on the eldest son who had returned from the army and was dull and speechless.

"Boss, Xiaojun is not in good health. He is only five years old. He is your own brother. You have to treat him better."

Qin Lu said in a deep voice, "Dad, Lele's head was just broken by my little mother."

Old man Qin's body is thin, and the creases on his face are as ugly as dried tangerine peel dried by the wind. A gleam of light flashed across his chaotic eyes, "Boss, these are two different things. You and Xiaojun should love each other."

Lin Xiaohong didn't take the blame, and said unwillingly, "Boss, I didn't hit him, he fell down by himself, and he couldn't stand on the road, what's the matter with me?"

"Your rolling pin..." Qin Lu was not good at words, and he had never been able to argue against that sharp-tongued little stepmother. He was interrupted hastily by the other party before he finished speaking.

"If it wasn't for your little bastard who pissed in my rice cooker, would I have done this? He was born against me, and I was at home every day to feed, drink and serve you, but you are still so dissatisfied!"

The more Lin Xiaohong talked, the more she felt great, and with one chopstick she picked up the chicken leg from Qin Lele's bowl.

"This mischievous guy deserves a lesson, he deserves it! He still wants to eat chicken legs, bah!"

Qin Lu frowned, "Little Mom, Lele has lost his memory."

Lin Xiaohong retorted, "Who knows if it's true or not, I think it's just a lie, and I'm afraid I'll beat him."

As she spoke, she placed the only meat, vegetable and chicken on the table in front of her son, and gave Qin Lu and his son the stir-fried vegetables that were dark and dark.

Qin Lu put down his chopsticks abruptly, clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, and his chest heaved several times.

"What do you want to do? You want to hit someone?!" Lin Xiaohong yelled sharply, grabbed old man Qin's arm, and cried, "Look at your good son, how dare you treat me like this in front of you? You didn't even know how he bullied me!"

Qin Lu gritted his teeth, his back a little bent, "Lele is a good boy, he has never done the things you said, and he has just been discharged from the hospital, his body needs nourishment."

"I said, I will pay back the money I borrowed from my family. You don't have to reject me like this, little mother."

The old man Qin was dissatisfied with his eldest son, and of course he also looked down on this grandson, "Enough, eat, what do you call it, isn't it just a chicken leg, so what if you give it to Xiaojun?"

"Dad..." Qin Lu looked at old man Qin in disbelief, never expecting him to say such words.

Before, he thought that he just liked the younger son a little more, but he didn't expect to be partial to this degree.

And the fat boy Qin Jun on the side just raised his head, showing a triumphant smirk at Qin Lele.

Qin Lele looked at the porcelain bowl in front of her. There were still some small gaps on the side of the bowl, which were yellowed and cracked, while the fat boy's porcelain bowl opposite was the latest one.

He turned his head and glanced at his father. Qin Lu seemed to be even more depressed. When he noticed his son's gaze, he forced a vicissitudes of smile from the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, let's eat."

Qin Lele looks away.

In the conversation with several people just now, he seemed to understand the relationship between several people.

The old man sitting in the middle is his father's father, that is, his grandfather, and the woman sitting next to him is the woman who chased him before, and is his grandmother.

The little fat man next to him is the son of his grandparents and his father's younger brother. Who is that to him?

Qin Lele blinked, he didn't like these three people from the bottom of his heart.

Grandpa didn't seem to like him very much. He never looked at him from the beginning to the end, and never asked about his injuries.

And grandma doesn't like him either, she caused the head injury, and they like their son better.

That little fat man was even more cold-eyed at him, showing off his favor from time to time.

This father seemed to listen to his grandparents very much, and his grandpa didn't dare to refute.

Lin Xiaohong won the victory, and proudly served her son with vegetables, "Hey, eat more, you've lost a lot of weight."

The little fat man took a few mouthfuls of rice, there were still a lot of oil stains on his mouth, and there were some white rice grains around, "Mom, the guy next door bought the latest version of a toy car, I want it too!"

Lin Xiaohong nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, as long as you like it, we will buy it for you."

The old man Qin's eyes were much softer when facing his young son who was old enough, "How much is it, I will ask your mother to go to the town to buy it for you tomorrow."

The little fat man thought for a while, "It seems to be more than 300, the latest version!"

"No problem." Lin Xiaohong agreed.

Qin Lu said in a low voice, "Mom, go to town tomorrow and bring back a candied haws for Lele. It's only three yuan."

Lin Xiaohong's face immediately changed, "Three yuan? It's so expensive, why should I buy it for him?"

Qin Lu looked through his pockets. He was still wearing old clothes from a few years ago, and because he had to do things and was busy all day long, the patches on his clothes were torn and patched.

He rummaged for a while before he remembered that he had handed over all the money he had on him when he went to pay the surgery fee, and now there is not a penny left.

Lin Xiaohong looked at it coldly, "I can buy it if you want, I will borrow it from you, but there is interest on borrowing money, not much, and it will increase by one yuan a day until you pay it back."

Qin Lu gritted his teeth and was about to agree.

"Father, I don't eat candied haws." Qin Lele suddenly said.

Qin Lu looked at his pale face with distress, "It's okay, Dad has money, so I'll buy it for you."

Qin Lele shook her head, her complexion was even more sallow and thin against the green vegetables, "No, Dad, I really don't like to eat."

Lin Xiaohong snorted coldly, touched the newly bought hairpin on her head, "If you don't buy it, don't buy it, I thought I would buy it for you, old lady."

The little fat man bit his chopsticks triumphantly, obviously very happy to watch Qin Lele's jokes.

This little bastard, just because he looks better than him, many little girls like to play with the little bastard, but a group of boys are pissed off.

The little fat man swayed from side to side unconsciously, happily biting the big chicken leg in his eyes.

Qin Lele vetoed his father's proposal to buy him anything, and Qin Lu picked up a lot of vegetables for him before he stretched out his chopsticks.

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his withered face.

The movements of the hands did not stop, and the movements of the feet did not stop.

"boom--!"

"Ouch!!!"

"Bangdang-!"

The porcelain fell to the ground and shattered, and all the rice in the bowl was scattered on the ground. At the same time, there was also the chicken leg that the little fat man just grabbed and gnawed. The chicken leg rolled twice on the ground and was covered with a thick layer. Ash.

The little fat man who was sitting opposite Qin Lele suddenly became unsteady and fell backwards on the ground. His huge body splashed dust on the ground.

"it hurts……"

The little fat man landed on his buttocks first, and then went to line his hands.

Lin Xiaohong didn't care about eating or not, and hurried up to help her son up, "Son, are you okay? Why did you fall down so well?"

The little fat man's elbow was bleeding, and Lin Xiaohong was so anxious that tears came down.

The old man Qin slowly propped up his body with crutches, coughed twice, "What are you still doing, take him to the village doctor."

Lin Xiaohong was at a loss, "Yes, yes, go to the village doctor, they are bleeding, and the injury is serious."

After finishing speaking, she stopped eating, and Lin Xiaohong dragged the little fat man to go out.

But the little fat man's weight can't be dragged by a woman, "Luzi, why don't you hurry up and help?!"

Qin Lu didn't move.

At that time, Lele was about to die, she had so much blood, and as the culprit, she had never seen it in a hurry, but now it was just a little bit of skin, and she was in such a hurry...

Old man Qin scolded angrily in a low voice, "What are you still doing standing here? Why don't you hurry up and take your brother to the village doctor for a look!"

Qin Lu didn't want to go against his father's will, so he reluctantly stood up.

"Dad! I have a headache."

Qin Lele let out a soft cry, and Qin Lu stopped immediately.

"Lele, what's the matter, where does it hurt, tell Dad!"

Qin Lele's shoulders were firmly held by Qin Lu, he blinked, "Dad, I have a headache."

Qin Lu looked at his forehead, it seemed that the gauze was really oozing blood.

He was so anxious that he ran to the hospital in the town with Qin Lele in his arms, never seeing Lin Xiaohong's mother and son at the door from the beginning to the end.

Lin Xiaohong shouted angrily, "Come back! Come back!"

The little fat man was in so much pain that he almost rolled from side to side, "Mom! I'm in pain!"

Qin Lele was hugged in Qin Lu's arms, facing the little fat man. The little fat man's eyes inadvertently met Qin Lele's dark and calm black eyes, and suddenly there was a chill behind him.

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