An Mo closed his eyes. He would be beaten tomorrow. He could finally let his sister sleep well tonight. Sooner or later, he would take his sister away from here. Whatever that woman did to them, he would also let her

Come back one by one!

Thinking like this, An Mo hugged his sister in a protective manner and fell asleep. The next morning, he was woken up by the smell of rice porridge.

Child An Ran sleepily rubbed her dry and itchy nose. The bed was too warm, which made her uncomfortable. The little girl was only three years old, and her voice was soft, softer than a fluffy quilt. "Brother, it smells so good."

Ah! Are you dreaming?"

The three-year-old girl speaks clearly because her mother would beat her and her brother if she couldn't speak clearly. She dare not not speak. Fortunately, she is very smart and can speak many things clearly.

As soon as she finished speaking, little An Ran was hugged tightly by her brother. Her brother, who had never cried even after being beaten by her mother, just held her and burst into tears.

The child was frightened. He clumsily patted his brother's bony back with his little hands and cried in his voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you? You're so scared!"

An Mo hugged his sister tightly and sniffed. Hearing the little girl say she was scared, he wiped his tears, let go of his sister and smiled, "It's okay, brother just had a terrible nightmare."

Child An Ran didn't see anything wrong with his brother. Hearing this, he just held his brother's hand and comforted him like an adult, saying, "Brother, don't be afraid, Ran Ran is here! Ran Ran will protect you!"

An Mo cherishedly touched his sister's little face and felt her body temperature in his palm, as if he was in another world.

An Mo rummaged through the clutter based on his memory and found a plastic comb that had lost a few teeth. He gently combed his sister's messy hair. The five-year-old's little hands were already very dexterous. "Wait a minute."

Let's go out and have a look together, but don't talk loudly and hide behind my brother, do you understand?"

Child An Ran nodded obediently, and his bristling hair also jumped up and down, "I understand, Ran Ran."

While the two brothers were talking, the door of the utility room was banged violently, which frightened little girl An Ran! Her newly combed hair almost exploded!

Accompanied by a violent knock on the door was the always snarky voice of the woman outside, "What time are you two paying for it? If you don't get up, you won't be able to eat!"

An Mo's face immediately showed a gloominess that was not for his age. It was this woman who caused him to lose his only relative!

An Ran heard An Hua's cry and quickly pulled her brother to get up. An Ran anxiously circled the quilt beside her. The child was not even tall in the middle of winter and was not as tall as a table leg. "Brother, this quilt is

Did you take it secretly? What should we do if she finds out? She will definitely beat us!"

An Mo held her sister's hand. The five-year-old child spoke in a very steady tone, "But don't be afraid. If she hits you again, I will hold her back. You run out quickly to find someone to save your brother."

He didn't know where the quilt came from. He didn't have any "own" memory. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the soil. If that woman dared to hit him and his sister again, everyone in the village would know about it!

It turns out that he was still young and didn't know how to protect himself and his sister. But it's different now. He will never let that woman hurt his sister again!

Although An Ran was only three years old, she was already very sensible after living in the hands of such people all year round. She held her brother's hand tightly and said in a milky voice full of determination, "Of course I will protect my brother!"

An Mo arranged the quilt, took his sister's hand, and stood on tiptoes to open the door. The aroma of porridge became stronger, and it penetrated into the noses of the two siblings, making the two brothers and sisters who had never had a full meal feel hungry.

Li Gululu kept barking.

The woman who made An Mo hate her to the bone was wearing a greasy apron. She placed a steaming enamel basin heavily on the small table in the room that had a missing table leg. She glanced at the two of them and said nothing.

Turned around and went out again.

These two skinny monkey-like cubs made Anhua feel that a kitten she had ever raised was stronger than the two of them. The two little guys stood there hand in hand, like two reeds, a breeze

If you come here, you can shake them around.

How long does it take to make up for it?

The brother and sister came back after washing up. They were shocked when they saw two large bowls of thick millet porridge placed on the low table. They didn't know what to do. They didn't know if they had been hungry for too long, and the millet porridge smelled particularly special.

It's sweet and the fragrance seems to have turned into a little hand, scratching their noses.

The woman also held a bowl of porridge in her hand, and it was delicious when paired with pickles that looked refreshing and delicious.

Anhua saw the two of them standing there dumbly and motionless, and said impatiently, "What are you doing standing there dumbly? Why don't you sit down and eat quickly, and wait for me to feed it to your mouths!"

As she spoke, Anhua could clearly see that An Mo's little body was shaking uncontrollably. She sighed inwardly. The two children had a heavy psychological shadow on the original owner, and she also wanted to be gentler to them.

But the character of the original owner is like this. If the character system breaks down, she will be locked in a small dark room and have to practice her acting skills for a hundred years before she can be released again. She can only do it without hitting or insulting them. I hope this

The two children could see her friendly soul beneath her fierce exterior.

An Mo sat on the stool, clenching his fists tightly. He did not expect that even now, the shadow of this woman has not been erased in his heart, and strong emotional fluctuations will still surge in his heart when he sees her.

An Mo carefully picked up the relatively small bowl of porridge with his dry little hands, scooped up a spoonful of it with a small spoon, blew it gently to cool it, and fed it to his sister's mouth.

He had already learned how to take care of his sister. That woman took care of her children and did not take care of her. Since their father passed away, the two of them were like orphans. If the sister hadn't been too young, that vicious woman would have wished that her sister would immediately give her a four-year job.

The soup comes out!

Later it was even more...

Thinking of the nightmares that would accompany him for many years in the future, An Mo's breathing became heavier and a little of the porridge on the small spoon spilled outside. He quickly put the bowl down and wiped the porridge clean with his hands, nervously, without caring about scalding it.

Look towards Anwar!

He is too young now! If this woman goes crazy, he will not be able to protect his sister!

Unexpectedly, Anhua didn't see this opportunity to find trouble. He just felt his gaze and frowned, looked at him fiercely, and said impatiently, "Eat your food! What are you looking at me for?"

There’s food on the table!”

The two children are like some kind of easily frightened animals. They get nervous at the slightest disturbance. This is not conducive to healthy growth. They need to be relaxed and let them know that it is safe to stay in this environment.

But they can't relax at all around their mother!

Other people's children feel that being around their mother is a warm haven, but the original owner made it look like a crematorium!

Anhua didn't know how many times she cursed the original owner in her heart, what a piece of rubbish! She eats people's food and does nothing for others! It's hard for her to do it now!

An Ran clutched the corner of her brother's clothes tightly, not even daring to express her anger. This woman is too scary. Her body is still bruised and bruised. She must not speak unless it is absolutely necessary. If she is caught, she will inevitably be beaten again.
Chapter completed!