full-time nanny

I'm not very good at taking care of people, because I can't even take care of myself very well.

And this kid with a high fever managed to survive and his fever subsided. Except for my care, everything else depended on his own luck and system.The vitality is really tenacious.And the most interesting thing is that the child opened his fine pores and learned to wrap unconsciously.I was amazed at the thinness of Qi that surrounded him.

Does this mean that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing?Character.

He tested the child's temperature with his hand, and it has stabilized.I dug out a set of Hakma's clothes from the tattered box. It was very big, so I let the child wear it first.I quickly stripped this little guy off. I saw some skin wounds on his body, as well as bruised and bruised blood. The most spectacular thing is probably the ribs. The thin skin is almost sunken. Maybe I can really Play the lute with his ribs.

Dirty and smelly are nothing anymore, just wipe his body casually, and then put his clothes on.I put him on the bed to faint.Put the urn and his diary into a locked iron box, and then turn up the floor tiles. There is a pit underneath, which is specially used to hide valuable things.In the past, medicine and food were hidden here, but now his ashes and my diary are hidden here.

After finishing these, I went out.

After clearing the trap outside the house, I drank expired milk and ate soft and stinky bananas. I would eat any fruit I could find here, whether it was rotten or good.Because on the verge of eating and dying, I have no choice.

The sunlight is not very abundant, because there is always a large piece of fog covering it, and it is unknown whether it is poisonous gas or a thin smog formed by something.The sun shines most comfortably at noon, at least in this early winter.I no longer keep a diary, but I still take a few hours to exercise and strengthen my abilities. I am a strengthening department, what a simple and straightforward department.Hakema is the transformation department, oh, I still hate this department, because I can't figure it out.

I took the blanket out of the house and went to a high pile of garbage, spread the blanket and lay on it.It's high up here, I can see the low places, and I can even see a man forcing a woman to have sex with him.I turned over and looked away, numb to action movies.Not strong enough to resist, only to be ravaged.Whether it is raped by life or raped by a man, it is helpless.

I looked at the back of my hands. There were no skin care products or moisturizers. My hands were rough and covered with calluses and some light scars, but fortunately I could still see them, and now I could use wraps to protect them.When a man holds my hand in the future, at least he won't be frightened.

From the height of the garbage dump, you can see what happened below every day, fighting, threatening, begging for mercy, rummaging through garbage, exchanging items...

"Bitch, what are you looking at!"

Not far away, a stout man who was busy grabbing something looked at me angrily, and waved the ax in his hand at me in a demonstrative manner.I shrugged and replied, "You can do whatever you want, I'm just watching. The spoils are not bad."

"You need to say it!"

I stopped talking and turned my head to look at the blue-gray sky. There are probably no birds here. I really haven't seen a bird in three years.Oh, don't know if vultures and crows count.Hakema has such a strong strength but doesn't go out to Meteor Street. Could it be that he really loves this land and cannot extricate himself.But I don't want to leave now either.

The door of the house opened suddenly, and a large, tattered leather jacket came out. Because the jacket was too big, I could only see the little boy's head, which looked like a moving clothes hanger.

"Just stay there." The trap outside the house was not set for him.

When the child was trying to walk out staggeringly, I picked up an empty can and smashed it at his feet, and he immediately took a step back and did not dare to move.Then the child looked at me silently, and the black eyes with bloodshot eyes were as quiet as the night.He just stood there and began to roll up his sleeves until his paws were exposed.

I rolled up the blanket under my arm and jumped off the trash.Walking up to the child in a few steps, I stared at the undulating knots on his body.The child appeared to be about four to six years old.I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to start reading so early.I put down the blanket and squatted down to be at eye level with him.

"What's your name?"

"..."

"how old are you?"

"..."

"Do you know where you are?"

"..."

I asked three questions and he didn't answer any of them.He pursed his mouth tightly and kept silent, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and there was vigilance in the depths of his eyes.It's too easy to see through.

"I know you can talk, but you can if you don't want to. But you have to be obedient, give me a sign by nodding or shaking your head."

I tried to talk to him in a soft tone. I have been here for three years, and under the leadership of Hakema, I have become accustomed to lowering my voice to scare others.Although that's not much use.

His lips moved, but he spit out my mouthful of saliva.The fishy spittle stuck to his face was disgusting, and his behavior really surprised me.It also reminded me of some past events.Spitting seems to be a habitual nuisance of small children.I wiped off the liquid with my sleeve and stared at him.

"Although I used to hate violence, but after discovering its benefits, I never refuse violence."

As I said this, the boy still didn't make a sound.I stood up and walked five feet away from the trap, clenched my fist with my right hand, swung my fist and smashed it on the uneven ground.

"boom!"

The air wave spread directly and set off a strong wind. After a muffled sound, dust and garbage flew up. The ground centered on me collapsed, and those cracks spread out like spider webs.I smashed a big deep hole, because I controlled the strength, so the hole is not big, but very deep.Maybe a toilet could be built here.

I looked back at the little boy again, although I still pretended to be indifferent, the shock in my eyes could no longer be concealed.The flying garbage bag hit me in the face with a "snap", and the handsomeness at that moment was gone.I think next time I should pick a place with less rubbish to demonstrate.

I went back again, patted the dirt on my body, and said, "Your life is mine now, are you obedient or not?"

There was struggle and hesitation in his eyes, I waited patiently, and finally all his stubbornness strengthened into the strength of nodding.Then, I showed my first smile in two days.

Hakema, I have raised a little child.Just like you used to raise me.

It took me a whole day to tell him the location of the house and the layout of the traps. I didn't expect him to understand what I said. So surprised.

genius.

The thought that flashed through my mind made me excited for a while, Feitan can also avoid the traps in my house, but he is a few years older than this kid.Moreover, he is flexible and has tried several times before he can avoid it.And this child memorized the foothold and path just under my oral education.

The little boy stood at the door and looked at me, the expression on his face changed slightly, as if he felt a sense of pride.In this case, should I praise him.I fumbled in my trousers pocket for the half-remaining piece of chewing gum I had snatched, disgracefully, from a child.

I threw the chewing gum over, but he didn't catch it, so he bent down to pick it up again.Without any hesitation, he immediately peeled off the half of the paper and stuffed the gum into his mouth.

"Little dumb."

I yelled, and the little boy looked at me blankly while chewing gum, and I nodded, "Yes, you are the one who called me. If you don't speak, you will become dumb sooner or later. If you refuse to tell me your name, I will call you little dumb." You shouldn't, so I won't give you food. I want you to remember that I exchanged you with your mother for a few bags of milk and biscuits. If you are not convinced, you can beat me or even kill me. But you can't kill me , just listen to me obediently. You can run, I didn’t break your legs, but you can stay here with food and shelter. It’s up to you to choose.”

I said these words to him on purpose, so that he completely lost his mind.

Because he is smart, I know he can't run.

But even so, I still didn't understand the emotion behind his numb expression.He didn't answer, just nodded slowly, and continued chewing gum.Look like a little fool.

"Is the chewing gum delicious?"

He still nodded.The cheeks are bulging, and the chewing gum will lose its flavor after chewing for a long time, let alone only half a piece.

"There are more delicious candies than chewing gum. Well, if I have a chance, I will let you try it."

He was silent, and there was a puzzled look in his black eyes, maybe he just wondered why I was so nice to him.I ignored him, just walked into the house, and he followed sensibly.I took an inventory of the utensils in the room and threw him a random picture to pass the time.Curiously, he opened the album and looked at it, while I did my own thing.

After more than half an hour, I suddenly thought of something.Then he turned around and said, "Don't swallow the chewing gum in your stomach, just spit it out after chewing until it becomes tasteless."

"..."

"You swallowed it?"

Nod innocently.

"First time eating gum?"

Nod quadratic.

"Your intestines will be stuck with chewing gum." I threatened him wickedly.

"!" He was fooled, he was shocked, and he began to scratch his mouth with his hands.

"Relax baby, I was just joking."

"=_=..."

He was angry.

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