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Chapter 8 The Great Famine of 1942

I was kicked in too hurry and didn't prepare at all. I was left with the red fruit that I picked when I caught the little rabbit. The food in my grandfather's hand was so fragrant. She had never smelled such a pleasant scent before, and she was still hungry, so...

Looking at the child in front of him watching him, Li Sanhe's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by one hand, and he was breathless.

The child in front of him looks so beautiful, so well-behaved, so cute, just as good as his daughter when she was a child!

If nothing happened to her daughter and son-in-law, the little Guaiguai in her daughter's belly could be born smoothly. If she was also a girl, she should be the same as the little guy in front of her, right?

Well, there is a filter that calls children their own good! Li Sanhe is now deeply involved in this filter.

Listening to Xiao Duoyu's cry, Li Sanhe quickly reached out to the jar and took out two tea eggs with juice, and thoughtfully peeled the shells, and stuffed them into Xiao Duoyu's hands.

"Good boy, I'll give you food, don't be afraid. Grandpa has so much, so you can eat with confidence."

It was so itchy that it was unnecessary. Ah Wu bit it up in one bite. His little mouth was not big, but he killed two-thirds of it in one bite. I have to say that the chicken that grew up eating insects and millet was really not big.

The deliciousness melted in her mouth, which was a wonderful delicacy that Xiao Duoyu had never tasted since her birth, and was even more delicious than her favorite roasted rabbit.

My mother taught me that I should not eat other people’s good things for nothing, and the grandfather in front of me was so good. Compared to my grandfather who kicked me here, this grandfather is simply the second best person in the world. Of course, the eldest is her mother.

Xiao Duoyu held Dandan tightly with one hand, and stubbornly held the little red fruit in his hand, bent down at her, looking at her with an aunt-smile face, and handed it to the mouth of the old man who was covering Dandan with his mouth, urging him repeatedly: "Yeah (grandfather) you are seven, you are seven, you are seven, you are seven, you are seven, you are seven, you are seven, you are so delicious! So sweet, so good! So sweet! So great! So great!"

Faced with the little guy's extremely enthusiastic and stubbornness, Li Sanhe thought that he was just a little fruit, but still the little guy's heart. So when facing this red fruit that looked like a big hawthorn but was actually much brighter than a big hawthorn, even if Li Sanhe thought that the words of a child were not trustworthy, they would never be sweet or sweet. It was probably sour, but Li Sanhe still looked up with a loving smile on his face and put the fruit in his mouth.

At the same time, he also smiled and comforted, "Okay, okay, grandpa has eaten, look."

I don’t know if it was an illusion. When the fruit entered the throat and fell into the stomach, Li Sanhe suddenly felt that the cervical spondylosis that had fallen from his palms for many years and the old problems that had fallen from his arms and arms over the years had actually relieved a lot?

Is it a psychological effect?

But at the moment, Li Sanhe didn't care about these things.

He only looked at the little guy who was still holding the egg and was eating with a fragrant face, asking her, "Little girl, what's your name? How old is this year?"

"Name?" said the mother, her name was Yuduo, which was the treasure she and her beloved were looking forward to. God generously gave her, so her mother's surname Yuduo, was the treasure that she gave her.

But the fierce grandfather said that he was not worthy of his surname Yu, and no one wanted the extra fertile, so he asked her to call Duo Yu in the future. If she didn't call Duo Yu, she would never be able to see her mother again.

Thinking of this, Duoyu was still aggrieved and involuntarily slapped his mouth. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to answer Li Sanhe with aggrieved answer, "Grandpa, my name is Duoyu."

"What did you say your name, child?" Li San Heman thought he had heard it wrong. The other passengers next to him who were watching with their ears were so angry that they immediately started yelling.

"Grass, what kind of monster's name is this? Could it be that this little girl was lost by her parents, right? What kind of family is that gives her children such a bad name that is not careless and unhappy?"

Of course, there are also people on the side who disagree with this irritable analysis, which is very expert.

"Brother, this may be wrong. Look, this little girl is white and tender, and she is wearing very well. The material is probably still silk. Does it seem like she doesn't like to throw it away? I guess, this girl must have gotten lost with her parents! As for her name? Maybe it's for the sake of supporting her, she will mean the same as the dogdan and Shuanzhu."

"Oh, yes, yes, there is this possibility."

There were many discussions around me, all the subconscious speculations of the melon-eating crowd.

Li Sanhe didn't care about these things. Putting aside these remarks, he squatted down and looked at Xiao Duoyu in a slight manner, and tried hard to smile gently and asked in a good voice.

"Do..." Forget it, he couldn't even call this name.

Li Sanhe was scolding the bad guy who gave the child this name so much that he was so angry that he kept cursing these spicy chickens who had children who didn't cherish them, only looking at the extra words.

"Good kid, then tell grandpa, why are you here alone? Where are your parents? Have you gotten separated from them? Otherwise, grandpa will take you to find your parents?"

After answering the name, Xiao Duoyu lowered his head and continued to concentrate on eating balls, completely ignoring the various comments and speculations around him, as if those had nothing to do with her.

It was not until Li Sanhe's voice sounded again and got his inquiry that Duoyu suddenly raised his head, tilted his head, and looked at the kind old grandfather in front of him in confusion.

I thought to myself, why do the elderly like to ask the same questions? Is it because they are all old people? But it is not right. The elderly who claims to be her grandfather is not old. They look very tender and not much older than her mother.

But none of these matters. What matters is, "Grandpa, is Dad a magical thing?"

Why do everyone like to ask her if she has this thing as a father?

What the hell is this thing called Dad?

Could it be that when she got on a caterpillar, the little black boy called the same man as the man? Maybe he was a male, so he called him a father? And she also had a father? He is also a male?

No, no, she has lived with her mother for so many years, and she has grown so big. Except for her mother who has disappeared, she has seen so many male men, but she doesn’t have her own father?

This inference is not valid!

Therefore, the summary and facts tell yourself, "Grandpa, there is no extra father, only mother."

Li Sanhe looked speechless, what was the question the child asked?

Can dad be a magical thing? Dad is your dad!

However, seeing such a small little kid in front of him, looking at him with a soft and cute face, Li Sanhe's heart was filled with pain and entanglement.
Chapter completed!
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