C3 (2/2)

Aunt Cheng stopped his hand and asked, ”He knocked on the door just now. Why didn't you tell me when I asked?”

Cheng Hanlong did not say anything, he stared at the bowl in Aunt Cheng's hand again. Mom, I don't mind if you drugged him, but why did you let him eat here? Do you know if he's sick? ” With that, he took the bowl and spoon from Aunt Cheng's hands and threw them into the trash can.

Aunt Cheng stared straight at him. Cheng Hanlong stared back at her fearlessly, waiting for Aunt Cheng to reprimand him. However, Aunt Cheng didn't say anything as she led her child out, her eyes clearly filled with disappointment. Cheng Hanlong didn't understand what he did wrong. He stopped thinking about it, basketball was about to start, whatever he wanted to do, so he ran into the house to continue watching basketball.

After the beggar had eaten, Aunt Cheng sent him back. Cheng Hanlong didn't even bother to ask about it this time. He just thought this person had never been here before and would be done with just sending him off.

The next morning, as soon as Cheng Hanlong went downstairs, he saw a man who looked like a beggar sleeping on a bench under the building. His body was bunched up in a ball and he was covered with a tattered blanket. Cheng Hanlong glanced at Cheng Hanlong as he walked past him. It was indeed Cheng Hanlong. He thought how fast he was. My mom just sent him to the orphanage last night, and now he's here. This little thing has a good memory, so he can always find it.

Cheng Hanlong walked past him and went straight to school.

In the end, he stayed at his house for a few days. During the day, he went to ask for food and slept downstairs in the morning. There were always some people who would point fingers at him and at most give him some money. No one came out to help him with the medicine every night like Aunt Cheng did, and sometimes she would tell him to put some money in his pocket when he left. The way Aunt Cheng looked at her child became more and more gentle. She really treated him as a relative. Cheng Hanlong couldn't help but curse his mother for being an idiot.

Finally one day, Aunt Chengtian rushed to the morning shift before daybreak. As soon as she went downstairs, she found the beggar who slept on the bench and knew that he had never stayed in the orphanage, not even having a place to stay. Aunt Cheng felt like she had been stabbed in the heart and had been thinking about this the whole time as she went to work. However, Cheng Hanlong's side would be a bit more difficult. As long as it's clear, there shouldn't be any problems.

That night, Aunt Cheng waited for a long time, but the child still hadn't come. She had heard wrongly several times and thought it was a knock on the door. She ran to the door and opened it, but there was no one there.

After getting used to applying medicine on him these few days, he liked to watch his child not cry or make a ruckus. Sometimes, he would think that the little brother he lost when he was young had eyes and demeanor alike. Thinking about that, he became even more restless. Cheng Hanlong snorted coldly when he saw his mom's restless look. It must be because of that little beggar. He had been used to children's frequent appearances for days, and as for his fucking attitude, he had ignored it. As long as it didn't hinder him, he would pretend that this person didn't exist.

”He won't be able to come tonight. Do you think he really knows who you are? Maybe he went to someone else's house and knocked on their door.” Cheng Hanlong said in disdain.

Aunt Cheng's ears were focused on the sound of the door, so she had no time to pay attention to what Cheng Hanlong had said. It seemed to be coming! I really heard it this time. ” Aunt Cheng felt as if she had heard a low knock on the door, so she hurried to open it.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the child was lying on the floor, covered in dirt, his face pale and his head sweating. Aunt Cheng quickly carried him into the room and put him on the bed. The child couldn't lie down, so he rolled over on the bed. Soon the bed was dirty, and Cheng Hanlong wanted to curse again. Aunt Cheng called the doctor, then slowly calmed the child down and waited for the doctor to arrive.

When the doctor came in and saw the dirty child lying on the bed, he was a little surprised, but he himself was only a doctor, so he didn't ask any questions and began to treat the child.

”It's gastroenteritis, an intermittent attack. Get the blood transfusion! ” The doctor said to Aunt Cheng, who nodded. The doctor first gave the child a pain-relieving injection, then went back to get the medicine. When the doctor left, Aunt Cheng helped the child take a bath, put on her clothes, and lay down on the quilt. It was the clothes Cheng Hanlong wore when he was young. It was a little fat. Cheng Hanlong watched from the side and mocked him secretly, ”This clothes was ruined.”

The doctor came over and filled him up again before leaving. Before he left, he told Aunt Cheng that he would need to make another two bottles tomorrow. Aunt Cheng nodded and accompanied the doctor to the door. Then she went back to the house. The child had been tortured for a whole day and fell asleep. Aunt Cheng looked at him for a long time before she sighed deeply and covered him with the blanket. Then, she walked out by herself.