Can I still save it? [Transmigration Book]

In the evening, Song Wenqian improved the food and made a dish of vinegared fish and stewed half a chicken.

The original owner loves to eat fish, so Song Wenqian and her husband basically didn't touch their chopsticks, and left them for Su Yunjing to eat.

Seeing that there were a lot of fish left, Su Yunjing thought about it, and finally found a lunch box from the cupboard.

Fu Hanzhou's current physique is very poor, obviously much thinner than his peers.

This is caused by adverse long-term effects.

If the situation permits, Su Yunjing would like to feed Fu Hanzhou.

When Su Yunjing came out, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Now the days are long and the nights are short, so the sky is still bright, and there are many people sitting in the shade of the trees enjoying the cool.

Su Yunjing greeted all the way and walked to the orphanage opposite.

He had inquired that the orphanage opened meals at 06:30, and the children could finish eating at seven o'clock.

But Fu Hanzhou is at the bottom of the food chain, and his experience in snatching food is not as good as those who have taken root here since childhood, so he always eats leftovers.

The food in the orphanage is not very good, meat is only available on Friday and Sunday a week.

Because of the mission, Su Yunjing naturally favored Fu Hanzhou, so he only brought food for him.

Su Yunjing felt sorry for the other children, so when he passed by the store, he bought some candy and distributed it to them.

When distributing candy, I asked about the situation of the mouse, and wanted to see if his busy work yesterday had any effect.

Su Yunjing still had a few ham sausages in his pocket, and if it really attracted stray cats to catch mice, he was going to spread some more today.

Many children said that they heard cats meowing while sleeping, and they were used to the noise made by mice.

Su Yunjing felt somewhat uncomfortable when he heard that, and contributed all the candy in his pocket.

Fu Hanzhou is still in the old place, still painting by himself.

Su Yunjing looked at the little guy who didn't fit in, and walked forward with some headaches.

Fu Hanzhou's eyebrows and eyes were submerged in mottled shadows, and his light-colored lips were pursed coldly.

From the oversized collar, you can clearly see his collarbone and thin shoulders.

Because it is too thin, the sharp lines are worrying.

"I brought you some food from home, including fish and potatoes." Su Yunjing squatted in front of him and opened the lunch box.

Song Wenqian stewed potatoes and chicken, and the chicken was gone, leaving only potatoes.

The potatoes are stewed until soft and rotten, the mouth is soft and the soup is thick, just right for bibimbap.

Fu Hanzhou didn't eat enough for dinner, and smelled the aroma, his throat rolled.

But Fu Hanzhou didn't look up, he didn't want to eat the food brought by Su Yunjing, let alone be friends with him.

Seeing the little person in front of him as stable as Mount Tai, Su Yunjing asked him, "Aren't you hungry?"

Fu Hanzhou looked cold, and although he was young, he said with great momentum, "It's none of your business!"

Su Yunjing was taken aback.

From Fu Hanzhou's beautiful eyes, he clearly saw disgust.

Su Yunjing couldn't help touching his baby fat face.

There is one thing to say, when he looked in the mirror, he felt that the original owner's appearance was quite cute, not annoying.

Just as Su Yunjing digested Fu Hanzhou's dislike for him, a round, red-faced little boy ran over.

The little boy was the oldest in the kindergarten, he had finished his candy, and ran over cheekily to ask Su Yunjing if he had any more.

Seeing the fish that Su Yunjing brought over, the boy's eyes lit up, staring at the color-attractive sweet and sour fish.

Su Yunjing was somewhat embarrassed.

Originally, he wanted to feed Fu Hanzhou secretly, but he didn't expect to be caught.

It's normal for children to want to eat well, especially when the conditions in the orphanage are so poor.

Su Yunjing waved at him, wanting to give him a piece of fish.

But some people don't want to.

Fu Hanzhou probably had a feud with this little boy. Seeing that he wanted to eat, Fu Hanzhou picked up the lunch box and started eating.

Su Yunjing:! ! !

If I had known that you had such a brain circuit, I would have...

Seeing this scene, the red-faced boy rushed forward to grab Fu Hanzhou, but was successfully intercepted by Su Yunjing on the way.

The eccentric Su Yunjing felt that the little boy in front of him might be puffy, but Fu Hanzhou was really thin.

Su Yunjing took out his pocket, "There's no more sugar, how about this, I'll bring you crispy rice tomorrow."

The little boy was unwilling, but with Su Yunjing's guarantee, he finally left.

Cruelly rejecting the flowers of the motherland, Su Yunjing has a disturbed conscience.

Even Song Wenqian and his wife couldn't feed more than 20 mouths, let alone him as a 'little child'.

Su Yunjing pressed his temples, suppressing the last bit of softness.

He quickly adjusted his mentality, turned around, and was about to warm his heart to Fu Hanzhou, when he saw the beautiful child clutching his throat, coughing embarrassingly.

Su Yunjing reacted quickly, and he asked in surprise, "Did a fishbone get stuck in your throat?"

This matter can be big or small, Su Yunjing was in a hurry, and he pinched Fu Hanzhou's sharp chin with his first hand, making him look up.

"Let me see if the thorn is big or not."

Fu Hanzhou didn't like people touching him, so he pushed Su Yunjing away, lowered his head and coughed for a long time before he spat out the thorn.

A small porcelain white face flushed very red, but his expression was very cold.

As soon as the child left, Fu Hanzhou put down the lunch box and never touched him again.

Su Yunjing put a cup of sour plum soup cooked by Song Wenqian in a thermos, and put it on the top shelf of the refrigerator for a while, it was sour and cool, very appetizing.

He unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, "Drink some water, let's breathe."

Su Yunjing handed over the cup, but Fu Hanzhou didn't accept it at all, and didn't appreciate it.

"This is sour plum soup. If you don't drink it, I'll give it to the kid just now."

Fu Hanzhou didn't want to talk to Su Yunjing, but seeing that the other party seemed to be going, he frowned, grabbed the thermos, and drank it with his head up.

Su Yunjing only let him drink a couple of sips, then reached out to take it, "Don't drink too much, eat your food first."

His clear voice carried some smiles.

In the end is a child.

Still a vengeful child, the aggressive method still works.

In the novel, Fu Hanzhou holds grudges very much. He belongs to the kind of master who will pay back ten times if someone slaps him.

Such people are trapped by love, so they will show a huge contrast, which makes readers feel distressed.

Su Yunjing felt sorry for him, not because the person he liked didn't like him, but simply because he thought his setting was miserable.

Seeing Fu Hanzhou's soft black hair hanging down, Su Yunjing couldn't resist reaching out to touch it.

Su Yunjing didn't rub it twice, the little mad dog showed his paws and slapped Su Yunjing away.

But at any rate, he picked up the meal again.

Su Yunjing was afraid that Fu Hanzhou would be caught by the fishbone, so he carefully picked the fishbone for him.

"There is no thorn now, you can eat." Su Yunjing returned the chopsticks to Fu Hanzhou.

Fu Hanzhou pursed his lips and took the chopsticks silently.

His hands are small, and ordinary chopsticks are too long for a child.

Seeing Fu Hanzhou holding the chopsticks and clumsily holding the potatoes and fish, Su Yunjing suddenly felt a mistake.

He should prepare a spoon for Fu Hanzhou.

When Fu Hanzhou was eating, Su Yunjing broke three ham sausages and threw them near Fu Hanzhou's dormitory.

Fu Hanzhou's belly finally bulged after eating and drinking, and Su Yunjing went back with an empty rice bowl very satisfied.

Today, he finally took the first step successfully.

Feeding was successful.