Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Before he could finish his dirty words, Zhuang Mingyu next to him exploded.

The thin boy rushed straight towards the drooping eyes like an angry wolf cub, and even Tang Li didn't react.

Although Zhuang Mingyu is thin, he has been a beggar and made a living. Apart from anything else, his ruthlessness and explosive power are unmatched.

The man with drooping eyes felt a pain in his lower abdomen and fell to the ground uncontrollably. When Tang Li came to his senses, Zhuang Mingyu had already been beaten by the man riding on him.

"You bastard, you still... Ouch——"

The man with the drooping eyes still couldn't restrain himself at this time, and the words he uttered became more and more unpleasant. The coldness on Zhuang Mingyu's face became more and more intense, and he seemed to have endless energy and was waving his fists desperately.

"Mingyu!"

Tang Li reacted quickly and pulled the child back.

Zhuang Mingyu's eyes seemed to be red from the beating, and the only thing in his eyes was the man on the ground. Even when Tang Li lifted him up from the back by the neck, his hands and feet were still making the motion of lunging forward.

"It's okay, Mingyu, it's okay, it's okay..."

Tang Li pulled the man into his arms and patted Zhuang Mingyu's back gently. After an unknown amount of time, he finally calmed down.

But the usually calm face was now covered with tears.

Tang Li's heart was suddenly ignited with anger. He pulled the child down and looked down at the man who was still screaming in pain. He raised his foot and kicked the man away!

Zhuang Mingyu was stunned, blinking her red eyes and looking at Tang Li in admiration, her little mouth unconsciously opened into an "o" shape.

The body of the man with the drooping eyes flew out and rolled several times. His original exaggerated cry of pain now turned into a genuine groan.

"My child is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone," Tang Li looked at the person struggling to crawl on the ground not far away, "I am not a person with a good temper either."

"I am Zhuang He's fiancée, the wife he will soon marry. If I hear such dirty words from you again, I will take your life!"

"Get out of here!"

Frightened by Tang Li's last shout, he trembled all over. He was lying on the ground in pain and couldn't move just now. Suddenly, he didn't know where he got the strength from, and he ran away rolling and crawling.

Tang Li then squatted down, touched Zhuang Mingyu's face and said softly, "Don't be afraid, mother chased her away."

The child who was gritting his teeth and holding back his tears seemed to have got a switch, and suddenly hugged Tang Li's neck and burst into tears.

Tang Li's eyes were full of tenderness as he patted his back and continued to comfort him.

I don’t know how long I cried, the bedroom door was opened, and the little girl with messy hair rubbed her eyes and looked outside blankly.

"Well......"

When he saw the two people at the gate, his eyes suddenly widened, "Brother?"

Zhuang Mingyu, who was still sobbing, seemed to have had her acupoints pressed and she stopped sobbing instantly, but she hid in Tang Li's arms and refused to turn around.

Tang Li laughed secretly in his heart: This kid is quite proud.

But you can't forcefully expose him at this time.

"Mingyu? My sister is awake, shall we go back and continue to have breakfast?"

After hearing this, the child seemed to remember something. His body stiffened and he slowly withdrew from Tangli's arms. He twisted his hands nervously and walked to the side - there was a sugar bun lying quietly on the ground.

The originally white surface was now covered with dust.

"Mother..." Zhuang Mingyu picked up the bun and looked at Tang Li helplessly, "I'm sorry."

After being taken home by Zhuang He and no longer being a beggar, Zhuang Mingyu now knows that things that fall on the ground are dirty and will make one feel uncomfortable if eaten.

Although he had never eaten clean food when he fought with other beggars for food, his father had told him seriously that he could not eat anything that fell, but this was the breakfast that his mother had taken the trouble to prepare for them...

Zhuang Mingyu patted the dust off the buns, glanced at Tang Li and said cautiously, "It's not really dirty, you can eat it..."

"No."

Tang Li took the bun from his hand, closed the door and took him back to the courtyard. The little girl was already curiously playing with the chicken feathers in the dustpan.

Tang Li could more or less guess what Zhuang Mingyu was thinking. If he threw away the sugar buns today, the child would be so guilty that he would die.

After thinking about it, Tang Li took him into the kitchen, carefully washed off the dust on the outside of the buns with clean water, then took a chopstick and inserted it into the buns, lit a fire and roasted the buns on it.

Only when the tender white bun skin was roasted to a golden brown and slightly charred did she turn off the fire, hand the chopsticks to Zhuang Mingyu, and blink.

“This way, food won’t be wasted.”

Zhuang Mingyu's eyes sparkled, and he nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

When Zhuang Yaya sat down to eat the same breakfast as Zhuang Mingyu, the little girl couldn't help but ask him out of curiosity.

"Brother, is it delicious?"

Zhuang Mingyu nodded affirmatively, "Delicious!"

Tang Li, who had resumed work nearby, smiled but said nothing: How could the buns, which had been soaked in water and re-baked, with a piece of the sugar filling pinched out, be as delicious as those that had just been steamed?

As expected, Zhuang Yaya took a bite of his baked bun and pursed her lips, "Not tasty."

He turned around and went back to happily eating his white and tender buns.

Only Zhuang Mingyu took a big bite of the baked bun and murmured, "Delicious."

This was the best thing he had ever eaten.

By the time the two children finished their breakfast, Tangli's feather duster was half finished, but there were not enough chicken feathers on the wooden stick. The problem could be solved perfectly by waiting for Zhuang He to bring back another chicken.

The little girl is still interested in shuttlecock and pulls her brother to continue playing with it.

Tang Li looked at the time and picked out a fat hen from the two chickens he had bought yesterday and put it in the pot to stew. There were also some wild mushrooms at home, which he would mix with the chicken and slow-cook together. The taste would be very delicious.

Maybe I was lucky today. Before dinner time, Zhuang He had already returned with a chicken and a roe deer.

But just as he put the prey into the basin beside the well to drain the blood, and before he had time to change his clothes, there was a commotion outside the door.

Tang Li had not had time to tell him what happened in the morning, but Zhuang He was also perceptive. Looking at his son who looked uneasy and his future wife who looked suspicious, he did not open the door immediately, but asked in a low voice.

"Did anything happen at home?"

Zhuang Mingyu bit his lip. Tang Li touched his head and told him calmly what had just happened, and put on eye drops without showing any expression.

"Mingyu was a child who felt sorry for me. She didn't say anything when she was poked on the head. But when she heard the aunt with the slanted eyes speak harshly, she lost her temper and rushed over to hit her."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang He’s face turned as black as coal.