Grandpa is not vegetarian

"... How can the family have the money to hire a doctor for him! The rice is still waiting for the pot in the house, and you debt collectors are asking for food and drink all day long, and you are trying to clean the bottom of my old box. That little money has already filled the dung bags of your fathers! Now I have brought back such a little ancestor, and it’s not worth it for him to eat and drink every day. Now I have to hire a doctor, anyway, I have no money... "

In a daze, Mu Yunyi heard the shrew's voice cursing, high-pitched, piercing the eardrums with pain.

Mu Yunyi is a high-achieving student in an art school. This time, he successfully held an art exhibition, which received unanimous praise from seniors in the industry, and a few of his masterpieces were bought. After all, it is the first pot of gold I earned, and it is the greatest affirmation of myself.

I brought a dozen good buddies out to celebrate, and they all drank a little too much. When they came back, a buddy insisted on driving them off. As a result, they collided with other cars on the overpass. The people inside screamed in horror, followed by a sharp pain in their bodies, and then lost consciousness.

When I wake up now, my body still hurts, from head to toe, which is similar to the legendary powder fracture of the whole body.

His first reaction was that such shrews should not be allowed to yell loudly in the hospital, disturbing the rest of the patients, and then suddenly there were many intermittent and fragmented memories in his mind: glazed tiles, cinnabar walls, women with indifferent faces; The wooden box, the bumpy carriage, the hunchbacked man; the desolate mountain village, the bleak autumn morning, the boy leading the cattle... His mind was completely messed up.

"Sanlang! Why don't you throw that dead child out and wait for me to pay him a funeral? I have a kind heart, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to bear the blessing, and he will have another iceberg in the underworld!"

"Grandma, even if you really want to send it away, you have to wait for Yuan Bao to take his last breath, otherwise, in this cold weather, a life will be killed for nothing. You are not afraid of a life-threatening lawsuit, but you have to be careful Bodhisattvas are watching from heaven." This time it was a young boy's voice.

"Little bastard! You dare to run on me with words! Oh, I am so old, and I still have to be angry with you. It is because your father and mother died early, and there is no one who raised you! No one disciplines you. With such a future, you will be a guest in the prison sooner or later! You are a disobedient and unfilial thing. It was difficult enough for our family to support you two little oil bottles. You brought back such a free food. I was full in my previous life. What kind of crime did you do to support a group of debt collectors like you when you are old!"

The yelling and cursing continued, the boy did not reply, the wooden door slammed, and he had already entered the room.

Mu Yunyi felt that his hand was grabbed by a slightly bigger hand, and the other hand came to touch his forehead again. He was startled, and it was also a rush. Now he finally lifted it up, and saw a childish and concerned face.

The other party looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features, a straight nose, thin lips, and a pair of eyes that were particularly deep, black, and piercing, but his hair and clothes were a bit weird. Seeing Mu Yunyi open his eyes, his face was full of surprise : "Yuanbao, you're awake!"

Mu Yunyi was a little dazed, and opened his mouth with difficulty, but he didn't make a sound.

The young man thought he wanted to drink water, so he hurriedly took a large coarse porcelain bowl that Mu Yunyi had only seen on TV from the side. There were several gaps on the edge, and it contained water.

The cool water moistened the chapped lips, then entered the mouth, flowed into the stomach along the esophagus, and made him refreshed. He asked the boy, "Where is this? Who are you?"

The young man froze there, and then touched his forehead with his hand: "This is our family, Yuan Bao, don't you know me? I am brother Yichun." He looked at Mu Yunyi's strange eyes, a little anxious, "Yuanbao, don't you remember? A month ago, I picked you up. You were sitting on the side of the road crying. I put you on a bullock cart and pulled you back."

At this time, Mu Yunyi had the energy to notice other things. First of all, he realized that he was not in the hospital, but in an old house that he had only seen on TV. There was no glass on the windows, and they were all yellowed straw paper. , covered with a coarse quilt, so heavy and hard that it was already forming a board, and under him was a kind of matting made of something unknown. The room was dark and dilapidated, with only a wooden table, two chairs, and a corner There are two wooden boxes one meter long and short. The floor is not concrete or brick, but mud.

Immediately afterwards, he realized that his body had become very small, at most he looked like a ten-year-old child, and a small hand was held tightly by the young man, tightly wrapped inside.

Mu Yunyi only felt that there were stars in front of his eyes, and his temples throbbed with pain: "You said my name is Yuanbao? Your name is Yichun?"

The young man nodded: "My name is Gao Yichun, you call me Brother Yichun, you... I don't know your name, and you can't tell, I named Yuanbao for you."

"Traveled... crossed..." Mu Yunyi muttered, and closed his eyes again.

The shouting and cursing outside continued, Gao Yichun went out: "Don't scold me, baby, Yuan Bao has woken up, I'll make some porridge for him."

There was a pause of cursing, followed by a sound twice as loud as before: "Bah! Bullshit Yuanbao! To me, it looks like a bag of food! Their fathers are also blind with those dog eyes, what are you talking about that child?" At first glance, it was lost by a rich family. If you find your family in the future, you will definitely be thankful. It has been more than a month now. Where is their family crawling in the ashes of the stove? Let’s make your spring and autumn dreams! It’s not too late Raising in vain? Now I want to drink porridge, and it’s not time for dinner, let alone porridge, and there is no boiled water!"

God, God, and God, what kind of realm have I traveled to!Mu Yunyi was thinking wildly in depression, his body was too weak, and he fell asleep again in a daze amidst the ups and downs of scolding.

When he woke up again, Gao Yichun had already boiled the porridge, and carefully brought it over, but the cornmeal had been boiled into a mushy porridge, and even if the clear soup lacked water, he could still see the figure: "Yuanbao, you are energetic, drink the porridge before going to sleep."

"Gululu." There was a bowel sound, but it wasn't Mu Yunyi himself. At some point, there was a six or seven-year-old boy next to him. A bowl of porridge, as if it was not corn mush, but some delicacy from the mountains.

Gao Yichun came over with the porridge, picked up the spoon and wanted to feed it again, Mu Yunyi was a little embarrassed, he was a 20-year-old boy in his heart, it was really embarrassing to let such a young child feed him, he stretched out his thin little hand, He took the bowl over, a little tremblingly, but in the end he took it over smoothly: "I'll eat it myself."

Gao Yichun was a little surprised, as if feeding him like this had become a habit, he still held the bowl for him with one hand.

Mu Yunyi didn't say anything, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth, but there was a strong smell of corn. He used to go to the coarse grain restaurant with his dormitory buddies to improve the food, and he also drank polenta, but The porridge is made of coarse grains, which are finely ground, and diced meat is added to the porridge. The taste and taste are much better than this, but this body is really hungry. He just arrived here , wait for the stomach to be filled first, and everything will be discussed after finding out the situation first.

"Gululu." The boy's stomach growled again, with a pair of big black grape-like eyes staring at the porridge in his hand without blinking.

"Are you hungry too? Come, let's eat together." Mu Yunyi finally realized that Gao Yichun had only cooked such a bowl of porridge, so he decided to share the food with the boy. The child was watching dryly, he took the bowl over, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to the boy's mouth.

The boy took a deep breath, smelling the aroma of porridge with all his strength, then swallowed hard, shook his head with difficulty, and retreated.

Gao Yichun said beside him: "Yuanbao, don't worry about him, I will take him to the upper room for dinner later, this porridge is for you."

The boy also nodded sharply: "Brother Yuanbao, eat, I'm not hungry."

"Aren't you hungry? Lying is not a good boy. Come on, let's take a spoonful each." Mu Yunyi handed the porridge over again, "Eat quickly, if you don't eat, then I won't eat either."

The boy looked at Gao Yichun, Gao Yichun nodded slightly, then he opened his mouth, took the porridge, reluctant to swallow it, put it in his mouth, and chewed vigorously, as if there were tendons and bones in the porridge. After chewing for a long time, I swallowed it bit by bit, with a satisfied face: "Brother Yuan Bao, eat it, I am small, I am already full."

Mu Yunyi supported his forehead, he is the second youngest of the Mu family, when is it his turn to let such a young child give up his meal, it is still such a bowl of corn porridge: "Eat quickly, this is from the elders, I dare not say no, brother If it is for you, you have to eat it, or else my brother will beat you!"

The boy seemed to be intimidated by him, and his face was flushed, but he finally stopped refusing, and followed Mu Yunyi to drink the bowl one by one.

Gao Yichun took the bowl, went to the outer pot to scoop some hot water into it, carefully rinsed off all the sticky things in the bowl, and then drank it in small sips, leaving only a clean cup of water. A rough porcelain bowl, which can be cleaned by licking, was put back on the stove.

Gao Yichun scooped up hot water again with a wooden basin missing a big gap, and brought it to the edge of the kang: "Are you refreshed? You have slept for two days and two nights, come and wash your face, you will feel comfortable."

Mu Yunyi wanted him to put the wooden basin on the edge of the kang, but the kang was covered with mats, and it would be bad for water to seep in, so he had to go to the ground.

Gao Yichun took a bench with a smile, put the basin on it, then skillfully helped Mu Yunyi stretch out half of his body, and stretched out his hands to wash his face with water.

Mu Yunyi felt that it was embarrassing for him to let a child wait for him to wash his face, but now his body was too weak, and his thin little arms were trembling all the time supported on the edge of the kang, so he had to compromise.

After washing his face, Gao Yichun washed his feet again, and then stuffed him back into the bed: "It's cold outside, you and Xiao Wu lie on your stomach under the bed."