Wu Xiaoqi quickly took the cloth bag from her hand, turned sideways and said embarrassedly: "Sister, you are here, come in and sit in."

The woman smiled on her face. She didn't say anything, but walked into the room. Before Wu Xiaoqi could greet her, she walked to the broken table and sat down. She reached out and uncovered the covered sea porcelain bowl. She frowned slightly and asked softly: "Do you only eat this every day?"

The person he loved and respected discovered his "privacy". Wu Xiaoqi was a little embarrassed and said stutteringly: "No...yes..."

He is young, but it does not mean that he has no self-esteem. It is obviously his food for the day, but in front of Sister Ping, he just doesn't want to lose the little dignity that only he cares about. He said hard: "No, this is my breakfast today, but I was not hungry before and forgot to eat it." However, when he said this, he was a little unbelievable, especially Sister Ping's eyes staring at him, as if questioning, which made Wu Xiaoqi's face turn red, and he stammered: "I...I...I...I'll be full after eating this."

Sister Ping shook her head, sighed softly, put down the sea porcelain bowl in her hand, pointed to the cloth bag that was still held by Wu Xiaoqi and said, "There are some food inside and two sets of clothes. Although they are not new, they can be worn. When the Chinese New Year is over, I will make you a new dress."

Since the old man passed away, no one has ever been so kind to Wu Xiaoqi. Although the neighbors living next to him would help him from time to time, in this era of self-protection, these concerns can only be sympathy. No one is a rich family, and it is impossible to let his family starve and freeze for him.

But Sister Ping is different. After she lived here, she really cared for Wu Xiaoqi to the core. I am afraid that even her own sister might not be able to do this. Wu Xiaoqi is a kind person and a kind person who can repay kindness. He has already made up his mind to treat Sister Ping as a relative and repay her well in the future. But he also knows that a poor boy like him will never be able to do the so-called repaying kindness in his life.

Wu Xiaoqi didn't know that from the beginning, Sister Ping treated other half-babyss and treated him. Later, she heard about his life experience from the neighbors of the street. After knowing that he was an orphan, she only gave more material things than others. In her opinion, this was just a kind-hearted act and she did not have any other thoughts.

However, after the scene last night, she had a new understanding of this half-baby.

Two days ago, I received an order from the organization and worked with a few comrades to carry out the anti-traitor mission. The task was completed very smoothly, but I didn't expect that when I returned, I accidentally bumped into the Japanese patrol team. Since the provincial capital was occupied by the Japanese, a curfew system was implemented. At night, three people dressed up in the night and were carrying guns. How could the Japanese let go? Especially after she shot down a Japanese soldier, she attracted all the pursuers to her direction, which made the two comrades who escaped separately escape smoothly, and she was bitten by the Japanese. On the way to escape, they ran into Wu Xiaoqi who was touching the night's gold juice. In desperation, they threw the gun into his dung bucket.

At that time, the Japanese were chasing them very tightly, and they had no choice but to do so. But when she escaped to her residence and found that there was no Japanese chasing them, she felt that their actions were unnecessary and she could take the gun home. Then a wave of fear surged in her heart. Could it be that the Japanese pointed the finger at this child because they lost their target? Or the Japanese discovered the gun thrown into the dung bucket? For a moment, guilt and self-blame occupied their thoughts. In an impulse, she had the idea of ​​going back to take a look. But at this moment, she heard several gunshots from a distance, which were fired by the comrades who had previously agreed to cover them. She knew that as long as the gun was fired by the other side, the Japanese would basically be led there, but when they got there, they could no longer see or find anything.

She suppressed her inner impulse, changed into her pajamas and hid her night clothes, and was sleeping in bed for a while. When it dawn, she went to see the boy who was unintentionally implicated by her. She habitually stood in the window before going to bed before going to bed. Through the deliberately unclosed cracks, she saw a black shadow standing at the door of her house.

Seeing this thin boy carrying a dung bucket that was disproportionate to his figure, standing resolutely in the cold wind, I suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling and an inexplicable warmth in my heart. She knew that this boy was definitely not here to seek revenge, but was worried about whether he would return safely.

Thinking of this, she immediately walked downstairs, and when she arrived at the door, she suddenly thought that if she went out at this time and was seen by someone with a heart, wouldn’t she be able to explain anything? Don’t look at the darkness, but who can make sure that there are a pair of or countless pairs of eyes staring here and staring at the stubborn boy standing outside.

In order to protect herself, to protect the comrades in the city, and to protect this young man who knew nothing and knew nothing, she forced herself to suppress her thoughts of going out, returned to the upper floor, sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the boy standing like a statue at the door of the house through the small crack in the window. He was frozen in the cold wind, so she also accompanied him to the cold. Although the room was warmer than outside, wearing pajamas was not necessarily much more comfortable than outside.

Wu Xiaoqi would never have thought that for as long as he stood, Sister Ping would accompany him to the cold for as long as he had stood. What he saw Sister Ping pushing the window looked like she had just woken up because there were already pedestrians outside and had passed the "dangerous period" and she pretended to show it to others.

Standing in front of the window, she saw Wu Xiaoqi return to her residence, then closed the window again, tidied up her makeup, changed her clothes, and found two old clothes she bought a few days ago. She originally planned to make a cloth bag for Wu Xiaoqi, and put two boxes of crispy cakes before leaving. She went to the bun shop and bought a few steaming buns and stuffed them into the cloth bag. Then she came to Wu Xiaoqi's house.

"Sister, no, I have clothes to wear, I have things too..."

"Since you call me sister, then listen to me obediently and open the bag."

Wu Xiaoqi was still stubborn, but before he finished speaking, he was forced to be interrupted by Sister Ping. He wanted to be stronger, but Sister Ping seemed a little unhappy. The smile on her face was replaced by frowning brows and deliberately open eyes. He knew that if he refused again, he might really hurt her, so he nodded heavily and responded: "I listen to my sister, thank you."

"That's right. Open the bag, take out your clothes first, and replace the body with your body. It's so stinking." Sister Ping smiled again. The meaning of her words was not to dislike the smell of him, but to be a sister complaining that her younger brother would not take care of her.
Chapter completed!