Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

Yi Han held the jar in his hands, and looked at the basket, which meant that Gu Nansong could take it by himself.

Of course Gu Nansong didn't understand the look in his eyes, so the two started to look at each other silently again. In the end, Gu Nansong couldn't bear the hunger, so with a small face of grievance, he had to do it himself.

This basket is probably something you can see often, and you know there will be food in it. Gu Nansong moved to the edge of the bed, wobbled his little feet and jumped down. The wooden bed is not very high, so even a child with this head can be safe. When he got down, the child probably didn't realize how weak he was now, so he fell down at Yi Hanchen's feet with a "slap".

Yi Hanchen was taken aback by his actions.

Then there was silence.

Seeing that the child hadn't gotten up for a long time, he reached out to fish it out and threw him back on the bed.

Gu Nansong was probably stunned, looking at Yi Hanshen in a daze against the dusty marks on his forehead.

He couldn't help frowning again, this always ruthless Yi Hanchen, faced this poor little pine cub, his heart softened uncontrollably. It was a dry coarse-grain pancake half the size of a palm, and it felt hard when pinched by fingers. Even Gu Nansong, with his small teeth, didn't know if he could eat it.

Gu Nansong only took one cake, opened his mouth, and slowly ground his teeth.

Bit by bit, but he only ate half and stopped eating, and he put the rest back into Yi Hanchen's palm, and pointed to the basket, which probably meant to let him put it back again.

Yi Han took a deep look at the little stomach, and it could be seen through the padded jacket that it was still deflated, probably because he hadn't eaten enough.

"Eat." He handed back the half cake.

Gu Nansong shook his head and opened his mouth: "Ming, tomorrow... eat..."

"There will be more tomorrow."

The child swallowed, turned his head and lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over to cover himself.

Yi Han's head hurts a bit, so Gu Nansong is here to restrain him. The older one doesn't like to listen to his words, and the younger one also has a temper, but the older one can still open his mouth to scold him. Dazed, wronged and crying, he couldn't lose his temper at all.

In the end, I could only sigh helplessly and let him go...

Gu Nansong was ill for a very long time. He had a fever and cough almost every day, and even passed out a few times due to the fever, but he survived by himself. During this period, no one came to take care of him. Even the old man I met at the beginning never came again.

As the days went by day by day, Yi Hanchen finally understood why the kid only dared to eat a little bit of that piece of cake a day. It was unimaginable that it was Gu Nansong's ration for almost a week... Sometimes he couldn't get hungry , he threw a small dustpan from the sundries at the foot of the wall, and there were a few black lacquered lumps in it, which were hard to pinch. I don’t know what they were, but they were probably edible. It took a long time to eat such a small piece.

In the end, this little child survived the winter successfully.

On that day in early spring, the body of the woman in red was discovered by the villagers.

I learned from the surrounding villagers that the woman was Gu Nansong's mother, a lunatic who was mentally abnormal, and Gu Nansong, who was conceived by this woman out of wedlock, would not be accepted by the village. I can't see it anymore and stretched out my hand. Maybe Gu Nansong won't live until now, but even if he survives till now, the situation is still harsh and cruel...

It can be said that Gu Nansong's fate is really ill-fated, as if he is infected with evil spirits, he is particularly prone to bad luck, and he can see blood every time, even endangering his life.

He suffered from high fever in winter, accidentally fell into the water in spring, was attacked by dogs in summer, and fell off a cliff in autumn.In the new year, before the new ghost gate closes, it jumps repeatedly.

Gu Nansong can't see him all the time. Most of the time, Yi Hanchen is an invisible bystander, watching helplessly how a weak child struggles to survive in this world, but as long as he can see him, he will I have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of taking care of a little pine.

He lowered his head to look at the cub who was hugging his thigh, his height was only up to his waist, and now he was staring enviously at the sweet potato in the child's hand not far away. pass the eye.

Yi Hanchen really didn't understand how attractive that soft, rotten thing that looked black on the outside and yellow on the inside was.

Pants were pulled down.

Yi Han saw the child raised his head, looked at him eagerly, and opened his mouth.

"I want to... eat..."

Yi Han has no expression on his face: "..."

Gu Nansong's eyes widened: "I think so."

Yi Hanshen: "Yes."

Gu Nansong pursed his lips, dropped his hands and sat down on the threshold, becoming angry.

Yi Han frowned slightly, not knowing what to be angry about.

Puffing out his cheeks and pouting, he kept pulling up the withered grass on the ground. Seeing that Yi Hanchen was still indifferent, the little brat lowered his head, visibly depressed, kicked the stones under his feet, and grabbed an angry Throw it over and hit Yi Hanchen's trousers.

Yi Hanshen, who really couldn't guess the child's mind, said helplessly: "Speak."

Gu Nansong ignored him, and continued to pull dry grass and throw stones, dejected, as if the person who bullied him was Yi Hanshen.

Yi Hanchen felt that when he was hungry and was about to go around him to get some food, his leg was heavy, and he looked down, and saw that the half-sized cub hugged his leg with both hands, the whole body He was dragged by the strength, and he couldn't walk, so he could only stand and frown and look at the dark top of his head.

Gu Nansong raised his head.

The eye sockets were red and wet, as if they were about to drop golden peas in a second.

He opened his mouth, biting each word clearly: "I! I want! Eat!"

Yi Hanchen raised his finger and poked his forehead, frowned and refused again: "No."

In this world, except for Gu Nansong, everything else is a fantasy, where can he find a sweet potato for Gu Nansong to bake.

"Yes!" Gu Nansong still insisted: "Over there! Over there!"

"Let go of me first." Yi Han moved his legs uncomfortably: "I can't walk like this."

Gu Nansong hesitated for a while, then slowly let go of his hand, sat back on the threshold, and waited expectantly.

Yi Hanchen walked into the room first, and took out a pancake that had become hard after being bitten by someone. Although he promised Gu Nansong to find sweet potatoes for him, he knew he couldn't find them. Er, this brat loses his temper and doesn't eat anything, why not coax him to eat some pancakes to cushion his stomach... Yi Han frowned and looked at the pancakes, but he didn't turn around for a long time. When he thought about the origin of the pancakes, he felt a burst of pain in his heart. Repulsion and discomfort, I don't really want Gu Nansong to eat this cake.

This is a pancake snatched from a dog's mouth. Children in the village were eating hot pancakes just out of the oven. They were playing with other little friends on the road at the gate of the courtyard. They fell on the gray stone without holding their hands firmly. On the ground, the big yellow dog at the side smelled the smell of meat oil, rushed over and took the pancake away.

Seeing the food being robbed, the child ran home crying.

Yi Hanchen followed behind Gu Nansong, watching him chasing the big yellow dog, then pounced on him and snatched the pancakes, for which he was slapped by the big yellow dog. It was so hard that it didn't bite through after one bite, it just tore some fabric and scattered some cotton.

I don't know which year, the old man in the village who had kindness and sympathy for Gu Nansong passed away, and no one sent clothes and food to Gu Nansong.

The smiling face that had never seen any haze appeared in Yi Hanchen's mind involuntarily.

in despair.

He wants to die, but he wants to live.

Under the pressure, there was a sudden surge, but he couldn't explain his unclear emotions. Yi Han turned around and walked towards Gu Nansong, and handed over the cake in his hand: "Eat it."

Gu Nansong shook his head indifferently.

"I won't go if I don't eat."

The scene was somewhat familiar, so familiar that Yi Hanshen's face darkened in the blink of an eye.

Seeing his face change, Gu Nansong was so frightened that he quickly took the pancakes and began to eat them in small bites.

Yi Han frowned and thought to himself, isn't it Gu Nansong who used to be so earnest in front of him and made noises like a child... But now, it is probably the so-called feng shui turn, and he always has to pay back when he comes out to mess around.

Turning around and leaving in a depressed mood, Gu Nansong stood up holding the pancake and ran behind him. He didn't continue to follow when he reached the door, but his eyes were still glued to his back, as if he was afraid that he would regret it halfway. Yi Hanchen couldn't help but sigh He took a deep breath and walked towards the children who were lighting a fire to roast sweet potatoes in the field.

I don't know when it started, it started to snow again.

As the light gradually dimmed, Yi Hanshen looked up, thinking that there should be a heavy snowfall in the future.

The children around the fire scattered in all directions.

He walked to the fire, carefully scanned every place, and finally saw a forgotten little sweet potato in the fire. He hesitated for a few seconds, but reached out to pick it up. At this time, the wind blew There were several "bang" sounds, and he suddenly turned his head to see that the small dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain was crushed to pieces by a rolling boulder.

That's right, this year's accident... should also come.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared at the gate of the yard.

When he saw the bright red blooming in front of his eyes, his heart constricted almost to stop beating.

The small body curled up on the ground because of the pain, the blood continued to flow out from the wound, and the white snow was dyed red in the blink of an eye. Sometimes the unexpected came and people were caught off guard. The house was like a fragmented end, but was pierced through the body by a stone pillar that flew from nowhere.

If the big version of Gu Nansong was here at this moment, looking at the accident he encountered when he was a child, he probably couldn't help complaining - this can be rated as one of the top ten bizarre deaths.

Yi Han stood stiffly.

I don't know when the roasted sweet potato in my hand will fall.

He moved his almost unconscious legs, and approached the small figure step by step.

Gu Nansong squinted a slit, and looked up with great effort, wanting to see Yi Hanchen's expression at this time, but Yi Hanchen who stood up was not low, and with his current posture lying face down on the ground, no matter what, he couldn't see it. I don't know that handsome face, but think about it, this person's expression is scarce, either cold or dull, angry or annoyed, he still expects whether Yi Hanchen will cry when he sees Xiao Xiaosong who is dying frequently?

Gu Nansong restrained his mind and couldn't help shrinking his body.

cold……

so cold……

Even after experiencing it once, it was still too cold for him to bear...