Picky eater hamster breeding guide [Entertainment]

On the low iron railing.

"Hey, hey, don't lean up..." Xin Fangyun hurried up and started walking slowly, "It's so dirty!"

Xin Fangyun took out a crumpled tissue from his pocket, and carefully wiped Bu Youyou's little hands.

In fact, there was no dust on it, but she still wiped it carefully for a long time before she felt it was clean.

"Ouch baby." Xin Fangyun felt her little hand was cold, and hugged her distressedly, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Go, enter the house." Xin Fangyun unlocked the big lock on the door, waited a while to go in, and hung the big lock inside the door to lock it.

It was a small room with old walls and uneven concrete floors.

There are very few things in the room, the most conspicuous thing is a pale pink leather sofa, which is out of place with this room.

There are several large wooden boards stacked against the wall, and a blanket is spread on it. Although it is very old, it is very clean.

Xin Fangyun opened the plastic bag in his hand, "Fortunately, it's still warm."

Xin Fangyun ran all the way to keep the food from getting cold.Yoyo can't eat cold food, if it gets cold, Xin Fangyun will light a fire to warm it up, but Yoyo can't stand the smell after the fire.

Open the plastic bag, inside is a fish that hasn't been touched much, and two bags of leftovers and rice.

"Mom, why does their family always eat fish?"

Bu Youyou stood by the table, pouted.

She was eight years old, but she still lisp a little, her hair was yellow, and her eyes were very pale.

"Isn't it good to eat fish?" Xin Fangyun picked a piece of fish and put it in Bu Youyou's bowl, "There are no thorns left, let's eat."

Xin Fangyun sometimes works as a laborer on a construction site, and sometimes works as an hourly worker in a wealthy family. They are always on call and have no fixed occupation.

Every time that family asked Xin Fangyun to take the leftovers home.The pale pink sofa originally belonged to that family, but because they needed a new sofa, they gave Xin Fangyun the old one.

There are still some things in the house that were given by that family, and Xin Fangyun has always been very grateful.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Bu Youyou suddenly looked up at Xin Fangyun, "Can we really not go back?"

Xin Fangyun looked into her daughter's big eyes, those eyes were pure and transparent, which made Xin Fangyun swallow back the words that were a little angry.

Xin Fangyun didn't speak.

After finally escaping from that ghostly place to the city, the child asked this question almost every day.Isn't life right now?

When I first came here, I didn't even have a place to live, and I often couldn't eat, which really made Yoyo suffer a lot.

But now it is much better than it was then, and Xin Fangyun even entrusted that family's blessing to let Yoyo go to the elementary school in the city.

"How was school today?" Xin Fangyun looked at her daughter with a smile.

Yoyo looks very similar to her, especially those eyes, it looks like her child.

Bu Youyou lowered her head and lowered her eyes, "It's okay."

"Have you saved your homework? After eating later, you should do your homework quickly." Xin Fangyun picked another piece of fish, picked the thorns carefully, and put it in the Bu Youyou bowl.

Bu Youyou looked at the meat in the bowl, pulled it twice, and ate it in one go.

After dinner, Xin Fangyun was washing the dishes beside her, Bu Youyou took out her homework book, and then went to look for a pen.

She rummaged through her schoolbag, but still couldn't find the pen.Did it fall out?

Bu Youyou sneaked a glance at her mother who was preparing to boil water, and sat back at the table honestly, pretending to be doing homework.

Xin Fangyun put away the bowls and chopsticks, filled the big iron pot with water, and set the firewood under the stove.

She walked to Bu Youyou and found that her daughter was already packing her schoolbag.

"Have you finished writing?" She was thinking about the next thing, not paying attention to how long her daughter had been writing.

"I finished writing, I'll wait outside." Bu Youyou packed her schoolbag, put on her clothes and walked out the door.

"Just wait at the door for me to call you, don't go away, you know?" Xin Fangyun gave her a small flashlight, and then hurried back to boil water.

It's okay for her to be a little dirty. I can't let my daughter be like her.

Xin Fangyun had to bathe her daughter every day, and the smell of the fire was unpleasant, so she asked Yoyo to stay outside for a while, and then let her in after the fire was finished.

Bu Youyou hugged her knees and crouched in the corner outside the door, shining a small flashlight on a small area in front of her.

It was too dark and quiet in the corridor, she hoped that her mother would call her soon.

Xin Fangyun spoiled her very much.

In the countryside before, she was also the cleanest child in the village.Xin Fangyun put on the washed clothes for her. Other children sprinkled dirt on her head, which made her hair and clothes dirty. Xin Fangyun washed her that night and let her go out the next day clean.

Xin Fangyun was always very guilty. She was malnourished when she was pregnant, and Bu Youyou was born only eight months ago.

She was born weak and delayed in development.Children of the same age would run away, and she stumbled while walking.

The other children in the village helped the family collect firewood, wash clothes and cook food early, but Xin Fangyun did nothing.

Xin Fangyun doesn't want her child to be the same as herself. She wants to raise her as a little princess, let her go to school, and follow the right path.

A year ago, they came to the county town by trailer. Xin Fangyun was very happy, but Bu Youyou preferred the carefree days in the countryside.

The village used to be very big, and sometimes she would run outside to play when her mother wasn't paying attention. She found a large open space and often sat there by herself.

In the evening, the village radio would always play some popular songs, and she would hum along to the tune until her mother came to find her.

She has no friends, and the children in the same village will laugh when they see her, very strange.She didn't like it, so she hid alone.

But in the city, everything is different.

After taking a bath, Bu Youyou climbed onto the pale pink sofa, Xin Fangyun covered her with a quilt, and lay down on the wooden boards stacked by the wall.

Bu Youyou would usually lie down for a while, then get up and get into Xin Fangyun's blanket, and Xin Fangyun would hug her lovingly, even though the board was very rough and the place was small, Bu Youyou still liked to sleep here.

For the young Bu Youyou, this is the best time of the day.

Because when the morning came and Xin Fangyun woke her up, what awaited her was a known and unknown nightmare.

Said it was known, because she was sure that the nightmare would definitely come;

I say it is unknown because I don't know what kind of nightmare it will be today.

My mother said that you should learn to smile when you see others, after all, you don't want to hit the smiling face.But why doesn't it work when you reason to yourself?

The teachers and classmates in the class don't like her, but she can't hide this time.

Bu Youyou didn't dare to tell her mother, because her mother had worked hard enough.

But, is this the city Mom always wanted to bring her to?

I was chased by my classmates after school last night, maybe the pencil fell out while I was running.

So Bu Youyou didn't hand in her homework today, and Bu Youyou, who was punished, obediently stood against the wall in the corridor.

Two teachers passed by, one of them took a look at Bu Youyou, and said to the other teacher without hesitation: "What kind of family really is what kind of child comes out."

"Hey, I can't learn well at such a young age, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Another teacher had already passed by, and looked back at her with disdainful eyes.

Bu Youyou lowered her head even lower.

She can understand what they say, but mother is not bad, why do you say that about her?

After standing for two classes, Bu Youyou could finally return to the classroom.

The next session was her favorite music class. She quickly took out the music book, sat down on the seat, and straightened her back.

The music teacher is a man with long hair. He is not as serious as other teachers. He often takes everyone to play games together. Bu Youyou likes him very much.

Moreover, although Bu Youyou slurred his speech, the teacher never said anything about himself.

Today is a new song to learn.

The teacher played and sang with his beautiful electronic piano, and Bu Youyou memorized the melody.

She listened attentively to the story in the song told by the teacher, and was fascinated by it.

The children in the song, running freely in the mountains, are so yearning!

Bu Youyou thought of the open space in the countryside, and was in a trance when she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, and something trickled down her back.

She hurriedly turned around, and saw the boy at the back table holding an empty glass bottle in his hand, and shook it at her with a smile.

The students around all looked at her and secretly smiled.

Bu Youyou touched his neck, it was glue, and the back of his clothes was also glue.

Mom gave her a bath yesterday, and today she put on a clean school uniform, which is now all sticky with glue.

Bu Youyou grabbed the clothes on the back to prevent it from sticking to her body.

But the glue still flowed down to the lower back, Bu Youyou felt angry and embarrassed.

She glared fiercely at the boy at the back table, who suddenly stopped smiling and kicked her stool, "What are you looking at? You idiot!"

She blushed and pushed his desk hard too.

The boy didn't expect her to fight back, so he casually grabbed the pen on the table and stabbed her.

Bu Youyou didn't dodge, the white school uniform on her body was drawn with a long line by the oil brush.

She stood up and was about to reach out to grab the pen when she heard the music teacher calling her, "Bu Youyou."

Bu Youyou turned back, looked at the teacher, and said in a condescending way: "Teacher, he..."

"If there is anything to talk about after class, listen to the class first."

The music teacher didn't scold her like other teachers, and her voice was kinder.

Bu Youyou bit her lip and sat down obediently.

The boy behind did not let her go easily, and started to paint on Bu Youyou's back with a pen.

After drawing for a while, the boy didn't stop.Bu Youyou couldn't bear it anymore, she turned around abruptly, took the book and knocked out the pen in the boy's hand.

"Bu Youyou!" The music teacher came over and frowned at her, "What's going on?"

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