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Chapter 7

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    While Wu Qingcang was drinking millet porridge, Du Xiuran looked around casually. There was almost no difference between standing in the room and standing outside. They were both equally cold.

    A dilapidated house like this with all sides exposed to the wind would probably freeze to death in winter. No matter how cold-resistant Wu Qingcang is, he is still a human being. If he stays in a place like an ice cellar for a long time, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.

    There is no water in the house. If there is water, it is so cold now. In two days, there will be a layer of ice slag on top of the water.

    Wu Qingcang finished the millet porridge and licked the millet grains in the bag clean. Then he threw the plastic bag on the ground and was about to go to the ground.

    Du Xiuran hurriedly said: "Don't come down, just lie down on it." He was injured and bleeding so much, but he still had to run around?  Don't die.

    Wu Qingcang frowned and asked: "Why?" It means why do you care about me?

    Du Xiuran knew that this brat would definitely not listen to him, but he was not without a solution. The solution was very simple.

    Wu Qingcang is often hungry and doesn't have enough to eat, so he cares about food more than anyone else. Finding something to eat may be what he thinks about when he wakes up every morning. This is the basic condition for maintaining his life.  .

    If you give him the food he wants to eat, then this kid will be more or less obedient for the sake of food. As long as he can listen to what others say, he will be more or less saved.

    The trick of using food to threaten and induce has been used several times. Although it is not easy to use it all the time, this method is still somewhat useful to him.

    If he grows a little older, Du Xiuran will not be able to guarantee that. By then he may have the ability to grab food, and the consequences will be serious. Even if it is just grabbing food, once this habit is developed, it will directly lead to a distortion of his outlook on life.

    Du Xiuran felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he met this kid at this time. There might be room for redemption before it was too late.

    "If this kid continues like this alone, he is not sure there will be any way to restrain him. By then, he will probably be lawless and will dare to do anything.

    Du Xiuran looked at Wu Qingcang, who looked unhappy, and knew that this kid would have kicked him out if it wasn't for the sake of millet porridge and eggs in the morning.

    Maybe the monster's self-esteem is sometimes stronger than that of ordinary people, just like the man in the iron cage in his previous life. In that valley, with his strength, no one could stop him. He could just walk along the bridge.  He ran out, but he kept standing there and did not run towards the valley. Du Xiu then thought that this might be the dignity of that monster that could not be trampled on. Even if he died, he would tear apart the people who had insulted him.  Crush.

    Wu Qingcang can endure the ridicule and glares from others when picking up garbage, but he is absolutely unwilling to be restrained by others. In contrast, they prefer freedom, whether it is the monster in the previous life or this kid.

    Wu Qingcang was already angry at Du Xiuran's behavior of threatening him with eggs in the morning. After eating the eggs, he glared at Du Xiuran fiercely.

    Du Xiuran felt a little guilty when he glared at him. After deliberately distancing himself, he softened his tone and said in a soft voice: "Does millet porridge and eggs taste good?"

    Wu Qingcang might still have the lingering fragrance of egg yolk in his mouth. When Du Xiuran asked him this question, he couldn't help but recall the smell again. He smacked his lips, and there was some light in his eyes. He nodded heavily, "Yeah."  There was a sound.

    "Then why should we eat millet porridge and eggs for lunch? But the condition is that you can't come down, you can only lie down and rest." Du Xiuran persuaded.

    Wu Qingcang thought for a while and agreed. He had nothing to lose by lying down and still had delicious eggs to eat. Besides, his back hurt and his body was very cold, so he could still sleep while lying down.

    But he was still a little worried, so he stared at Du Xiuran with a pale face and dark eyes, and asked him: "Are there really eggs to eat at noon?" He was afraid that Du Xiuran would go back on his promise, so after thinking about it, he asked him with difficulty  He stretched out his black fingernails, pointed at Du Xiuran and said: "If there is no egg, I will kill you!"

    When Du Xiuran saw this, a small fire ran through his heart, Bah!  This kid is so ignorant that he actually threatened him, but now I can't fight him to the death, so I can only suppress my anger and agree: "Yes, if there are no eggs to eat, you can kill them as you like. Okay, lie down quickly."  Bar¡­¡­"

    After hearing this, Wu Qingcang felt relieved. After touching his nails, he slowly took them back, then lay on his side on the straw mat, keeping his eyes on Du Xiuran.

    Du Xiuran wanted to go out and find something to block the window for him, but the kid would ask him where he was going, for fear that he would run away.

    Although this kid is very troublesome, Du Xiuran did notThen they beat him in a group. Even if he is a bad boy who often steals other people's food, is such a group fight really justified?  How much harm can this do to a child's heart?  Du Xiuran feels that today's children are really chilling.

    Ning Xiaopang was frightened by Du Xiuran's expression. When he got home, he didn't need Du Xiuran to remind him and ran upstairs quickly.

    Du Xiuran sighed and boiled Wu Qingcang's favorite eggs. When he carried them over at night, he saw Wu Qingcang squatting in the corner, looking at his nails with a blank expression.

    When he saw Du Xiuran come in, his eyes suddenly turned red and his nails popped out. He stared at Du Xiuran, like a wild beast hiding in its den, secretly licking its wounds and not wanting outsiders to get closer.  That look.

    Du Xiuran put the eggs on the table, silently took out one and peeled it off. He took a few steps closer and handed the hot egg to Wu Qingcang's hand.

    Wu Qingcang's red eyes were a little confused. He looked at the egg, but he didn't grab it as hastily as usual. He just touched the soft egg white with his long nails, seeming to hesitate.  He knew that what was in front of him was his favorite food, but he didn't know why he was not in the mood to eat it.

    Du Xiuran looked at him, suddenly no longer afraid. He gently touched Wu Qingcang's black nails with the fingers of his other hand and said softly: "Xiao Cang, don't show your nails to others casually again in the future.  , if no one sees your nails, no one will say you are a monster." Du Xiuran gently touched the smooth and slightly shiny black fingertips, almost sharp and piercing Du Xiuran's skin with just a touch.  , a few drops of blood instantly dripped from the fingertips.

    Although it stung a little, Du Xiuran did not look at the wound. Instead, he stroked the top of Wu Qingcang's head with his bloody hand. He said, "Your nails are not a shame. On the contrary, they are the most precious thing that belongs to you.  You have to cherish it and don't show it to others easily, not because it's ugly, but they don't deserve it."

    I don't know if Wu Qingcang understood Du Xiuran's words, but he slowly retracted his nails, then licked the blood on Du Xiuran's fingertips with his tongue, then suddenly lowered his head and took the egg in Du Xiuran's hand, and tried his best to  Maybe he really listened to something and understood what Du Xiuran's words meant, otherwise he wouldn't have lowered his head and swallowed the egg and suddenly shed tears, streaking down his dirty face.  It went into my mouth, but I didn¡¯t even choke out a sound

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