This psychologist is weird

Chapter 103 Chicken Drumsticks
On the dilapidated potholed road, on both sides, it seems to have returned to its original appearance.

Someone passed by the road, and half a child was sitting by the door.

It's just that the pace of the passers-by became more and more hasty, and some people were trotting and looking around.

The half-child by the door didn't count the passers-by, but looked into the distance with some fear.

On the side of the road, in some low-rise houses, some cooking smoke rose up, and when it filled the sky, it seemed to be entangled with the gunpowder smoke rising from the place where the explosion sound was heard in the distance.

Some can't tell.

The middle-aged man protected his child, wrapped the child under his coat, leaned against some buildings on the side of the road, and walked forward in a hurry.

The little girl who was protected under the coat and followed her father moved her feet, submerged in the shadow under the clothes, turning her eyes with some ignorance and fear,

The scenes on the road and on both sides were all reflected in his eyes, and he followed his father, walking away gradually.

The middle-aged man and the little girl walked into a low, old building in the distance.

eyes fall in front of me,

Chen Lun moved his foot away again and continued to move forward.

Rao Chang and Shu Rou naturally followed Chen Lun.

On the road, pedestrians have gradually disappeared.

The half-child sitting by the door hid in the room, held the crumbling door, and looked into the distance.

On the road, there is only some wind blowing dust, and I don't know who will fall on it.

"It's noon, it's time to eat."

Rao Chang beside Chen Lun moved his feet, raised his head, looked up at the sky, and muttered loudly.

The sky above the head is entangled with dark clouds, which seems to be the gathering of cooking smoke and gunpowder smoke, which roll back and forth with the wind.

"Hey, you were so welcoming to us just now, why did you close the door now..."

Rao Chang walked behind Chen Lun, muttering to himself.

Shu Rou followed on the other side of Chen Lun, watching the surrounding environment.

Chen Lun's eyes were calm, and they fell in front of him,
Seemingly unable to hear what Rao Chang and Shu Rou said, they just moved their feet and moved forward at basically the same pace.

At this moment,
The scene around the three of them began to change again.

When it comes, the way ahead disappears.

The three of Chen Lun reappeared in a room.

The house is a bit cramped and dilapidated,
There is a room that is sort of a small living room, and a bedroom.

The door between the bedroom and the living room, the door has gone to nowhere, leaving only the decayed door frame,

A few nails were nailed to the door frame, and a few plastic sheets sewn from woven fertilizer sacks were hung, barely covering and partitioning.

On the wall of the living room, the wall ash had already fallen off, leaving a mottled and potholed wall. On one side of the wall, there was a calendar sticker from an unknown year, which had turned yellow, and one corner had fallen off the wall.

By the window of the living room, there is a brick firewood stove,

In front of the firewood stove, the former middle-aged man was squatting in front of the stove, breathing heavily into the mouth of the stove, lighting the fire, and cooking.

Behind the firewood stove, the window in the living room has long since left only the decayed window frame, half of which is open outward, and a plastic bag is stretched on the half to keep out the wind.

In the house, there was some smoke that couldn't get out.

Leaning against the wall next to the stove, it is smudged with black dirt that has accumulated over the years.

"...Hoo...cough cough...cough cough..."

Exhale toward the mouth of the stove and into the stove, and when you inhale again,

As if he had inhaled the smoke from the stove, the middle-aged man couldn't stop bending over and coughing repeatedly, his face flushed red.

"dad……"

The little girl from before seemed to have heard her father's cough, lifted the corner of the bedroom door that was hung with a plastic sheet, and walked out of the bedroom.

Her face was a little flushed, and she still held a wet towel on her forehead in her hand. Looking at her father, she yelled.

"... Cough... Dad is fine."

Standing up straight, holding back his cough, the middle-aged man said aloud, then turned his head back, and said to his daughter,

"The weather is not good today, and the smoke in the house can't get out. Go back to the house and lie down. Dad will call you after cooking. Don't let the smoke enter the bedroom."

The middle-aged man said something to his daughter again.

Clutching the wet towel on her forehead, the little girl looked at her father and nodded.

Then he put down the plastic sheet on the door and went back to the bedroom.

The middle-aged man paused, then turned around, opened another window next to the living room, squatted down, and gradually lit the fire, cooking.

Chen Lun stopped in this living room,

Rao Chang and Shu Rou naturally also stopped,

Rao Chang looked at the firewood stove where the middle-aged man was cooking, muttering some inexplicable words in his mouth.

Shu Rou observed the surrounding environment, and then looked at the bedroom covered with plastic sheets, where the middle-aged man was cooking, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

It seems that he didn't hear Rao Chang's words, and he didn't care about Shu Rou's movements.

Chen Lun's eyes just fell in front of him, and the middle-aged man and the scene by the stove not far in front of him naturally fell into Chen Lun's eyes.

The middle-aged man added some water to the pot, then put a wooden lid on it, took something like steamed buns or white bread from the stove next to it, and put it on the lid.

After a pause, the middle-aged man opened his coat a little more, and groped from his pocket,

He took out a small chicken leg similar to the roasted chicken before, and the slight swelling under the clothes completely calmed down.

Unwrapping the several layers of plastic bags that wrapped the chicken legs layer by layer, the middle-aged man found a plate, put the chicken legs on it, and placed it on the wooden board on the pot.Close the lid again.

Just standing quietly in this living room, Chen Lun's gaze fell calmly in front of him.

There is no light in this room, only the open window and the fire in the stove cast some light into the room, and cast some shadows behind Chen Lun and the three of them.

In the house, it's a little quiet.

In the stove, there were some slight movements of the fire, and the sound of the middle-aged man moving his feet from time to time.

"……time to eat."

The smoke that filled the room had almost dissipated.

The middle-aged man scalded the white bread, steamed the chicken drumsticks,

He extinguished the fire in the stove, put a piece of white bread on a plate containing chicken legs, carried the plate, and entered the bedroom.

Chen Lun moved his feet, and Rao Chang and Shu Rou followed closely.

The three of them also entered the room behind the middle-aged man, but it seemed that both the middle-aged man and the little girl didn't realize it.

……

"dad……"

"...Lie down, Dad will bring it to you. Are you still uncomfortable?"

In the bedroom, there is a bed with some debris piled up.

The little girl was lying flat on the bed, holding the wet towel covering her forehead with her hand, her face was a little red,

Some were stunned, looking at the roof.

Hearing the sound of her father entering the room, she turned her head a little more, trying to sit up,
The middle-aged man put the lunch in his hand aside first, reached out and took off the wet towel on the girl's forehead, and then touched the little girl's forehead.

"It's not uncomfortable...it won't be uncomfortable after taking the medicine."

The little girl shook her head and responded aloud.

"...Well, after eating, take the medicine again."

"it is good."

The middle-aged man took off the wet towel and put it aside first, then stretched out his hand, and took the plate containing the chicken leg and white bread from the side,
"Look at what Dad prepared for you?"

The middle-aged man showed a smile on his face, put the plate in front of the little girl, and said aloud.

"drumstick!"

The little girl responded loudly with joy, with surprise on her face and brilliance in her eyes.

"Well, yes, come on, eat the chicken legs first."

The middle-aged man also smiled, said aloud, picked up the chicken leg from the plate, and handed it to the little girl.

"Father, you eat too."

The little girl held the chicken leg, looked at it, couldn't help swallowing, but still handed it to the middle-aged man's mouth.

"Dad has already eaten one, and we each have one... Dad, just take another bite, and you can finish the rest."

After taking a small bite, the middle-aged man said with a smile again.

(End of this chapter)