"Where can this brat go?"

"Could he have fallen into the river while swimming?"

After Xiao Geng finished speaking, his face changed.

"Don't talk nonsense, girl. Little Hand is only four years old. He has always been timid. How could he go swimming? It's getting cold now."

"Then can we go?"

Qiqi suddenly thought of a place.

"Wait for me."

Qiqi ran to the vegetable garden, pushed aside the sorghum stalks, and saw the same scene as last time.

The four-year-old boy sat on a pile of sorghum stalks, holding meatballs in both hands and gnawing on them until his face was covered in oil.

When hearing the noise, the little hand suddenly opened its eyes wide, with fear and panic, like a little mouse that had been caught.

"Don't be afraid, little hand. Sister won't hit you."

Qiqi felt sad.

Qiqi has never cared about this younger brother.

One reason is that this younger brother is too young.

Secondly, this younger brother is Malanhua’s biological son.

She was taken care of by Malanhua every day. She was annoyed by Malanhua and naturally distanced herself from her brother.

Now that Malanhua is gone, this little girl, who was only four years old, is like an orphan without anyone to rely on.

When they heard any noise, they all looked terrified.

Qiqi held up her little hands.

Although the little hand did not struggle, its eyes were fixed on the place where he had just sat.

"Let sister see, what are we hiding in our little hands?"

Qiqi pushed aside the sorghum leaves that her little hands had been sitting on, and a pile of things appeared underneath. There was nothing wrapped around them, just like a nest of small eggs, piled together.

"Are our little hands hiding because we are afraid that our sister won't let us eat them?"

Qiqi asked the little hand softly,

"Don't be afraid, little hand. We'll take them out and leave them all for you to eat, okay?"

Just as Qiqi was about to take the meatball, the very quiet little hand suddenly took a bite of Qiqi's hand.

Qiqi's hand hurt, and as soon as she let go, her little hand fell to the ground.

The ground in the vegetable garden was very soft, and the little hand just bumped on the ground but wasn't hurt.

The little hand climbed up, went in again, and sat on the leaf.

"Little Hand, if you keep doing this, sister will be angry, right? You look so ugly like this."

Qiqi was just about to reach out to hold the little hand.

“Don’t take my things, don’t.”

Little Hands started crying.

"Have you found it?"

Xiao Geng and Liang Shan heard the crying and ran to the vegetable garden. They were surprised to see this scene.

"Come here, little sister will hold you."

The little terrier held out his hand.

"No, don't take my things."

The little hands simply lay on the sorghum stalks.

"Little hand? How did you become like this? Are you a bad boy like this?"

Xiao Geng was just about to reach out and hit Xiao Shou.

"Don't eat with your little hands, give it to mommy."

what?

Everyone was stunned.

It turns out that the little hand hid the food not to eat it itself, but to leave it for Malanhua.

Because Malanhua often hides the good stuff and eats it alone. Of course, sometimes, she will give it to Hongguo and Xiaoshou.

After a long time, the little hands of only four years old learned this trick from his mother.

Hide the food and give it to his mother to eat.

Qiqi's nose felt sore.

Although Malanhua was such a bad person, she still gave birth to a filial son.

"Little hands, it's all my fault."

Xiao Geng hugged his little hands, and the brother and sister started crying.

"Mom, I miss you."

The little limb is crying, and the little hands are crying too.

The two of them cried as if their mother had died.

Qiqi and Liangshan looked at each other.

The two of them took great pains to stop the brother and sister from crying.

For lunch, I made white noodles.

The noodles are then put into the pot.

Qiqi heard the door open.

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