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The next day, An Tongsheng gave Xiaodong apple and red bean porridge for breakfast, and then took him through the process of taking care of Shen Yuexiu.

The next day, he watched Xiaodong do it himself, and wanted to guide him to cook some simple meals for breakfast, fearing that he would be hungry if he was not around.

What he didn't expect was that his cooking skills were even better than An Tongsheng's, and he consciously cleaned the dishes after eating.

He took the initiative to clean the room, sew and wash clothes, and lived very carefully, as if to reflect his own value.

Xiaodong understands every time he talks about it, and he can't help but admire secretly, Xiaodong is really a smart and sensible child.

After three days of contact, Xiaodong is not as shy of strangers as before, and can carry out simple communication normally.

Ordinary children would be startled when they saw the injuries on Shen Yuexiu's body, but Xiaodong was very calm and didn't cause much disturbance.

On the fourth day, I explained the relevant matters to him, and then went to collect herbs in the mountains.

Shen Yuexiu has a fixed time for eating and drinking. Xiaodong saw that the time was almost up, so she came in with soup. Shen Yuexiu closed her eyes slightly and lay on the bed.

Xiaodong slowly approached him, thinking how happy he would be to be An Tongsheng's son.

"It's time to drink the soup." Xiaodong's hand holding the soup trembled a little.

Shen Yuexiu had listened to An Tongsheng's words for the past few days and lay quietly without speaking. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Xiaodong took a step back unconsciously, avoiding his gaze, and then looked at him again.

Shen Yuexiu hummed softly, Xiaodong saw that there were bandages all over his body.

Thinking that it was An Tongsheng who helped him up, he couldn't help but put the soup on the table beside the bed, and then helped him up. Fortunately, he was not as heavy as he imagined.

Xiaodong brought soup, stood in front of the bed, dug a small spoon to feed him, and held a handkerchief in his hand, Shen Yuexiu's mouth was slightly stained with soup, and gently wiped it.

The movements are very skillful, but also very cold, Shen Yuexiu can feel that his fingers are almost fleshless, very cold and hard.

"Thank you." Shen Yuexiu said softly.

Xiaodong was shocked, and suddenly took a step back in fright, the bowl in his hand was not steady, and fell to the ground.

Shen Yuexiu was also frightened, was he too scary?

Xiaodong squatted down and tidied up silently, the broken bowl scratched his hand and bled.

"you……"

Xiaodong ignored him, ran out on his own, wrapped the broken bowl in a cloth, then wiped the ground with another cloth, cleaned it up, and left.

After half a day, Xiaodong brought a basin of water, gauze and herbs in his hand.

During this quiet time, he was in charge of everything, Shen Yuexiu lay on the bed and let him take care of him.

Images of himself at home kept flashing in his mind, his parents and younger brother ordered him to do everything, beat him and scolded him at every turn, and never gave him a good face.

He glanced at Shen Yuexiu, and an inexplicable jealousy and hatred rose in his heart.

He looked at Shen Yuexiu, and an evil thought was born in his heart.

Tear off all the bandages on Shen Yuexiu's body, and then beat him severely, anyway, he can't resist himself now.

How could he have such vicious thoughts, he quickly stopped himself from thinking about it.

Gently removing the bandage on his arm, looking at the hideous wound, he thought of himself again.

Fighting with the dog for half a piece of meat pie in the dog bowl, he was bitten severely. The adoptive father didn't want to spend money to send him to see a doctor, so he cut off a piece of his meat to prevent him from getting sick.

Now he really wanted to take a knife to cut Shen Yuexiu's body, but he held back and replaced the herbs.

Shen Yuexiu yelled softly, as if he hurt him, Xiaodong actually liked hearing this sound in his heart, but his hands were much lighter.

After changing his medicine, he left independently.

An Tongsheng has been away for two days.

On this day, Xiaodong seemed to have a nightmare. He dreamed that his parents were setting up an oil pan and beating him with a thorny whip, and his little brother was cutting his flesh with a knife.

When he woke up in the morning, his face was full of sweat, and he felt bad all over. A gloom enveloped his heart, making his originally indifferent face a little gloomy.

He walked out of the room slowly, looked up at the apple tree, thinking that all this was temporary, none of it belonged to him, sooner or later he would leave.

Why was he the one being tortured?

He went to another room, carrying a basin of water, medicine and bandages in his hands towards Shen Yuexiu's room.

Throwing the basin on the table coldly, Shen Yuexiu felt that the atmosphere was not right, she couldn't help but looked towards him, and found that his eyes were full of resentment and deep hatred.

He hated why he had such a family, why he had to be treated like this, why Shen Yuexiu had such a good father, and why he, a man covered in scars, had to take care of him.

He raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, trembling.

The thoughts in his heart became more and more extreme, he killed Shen Yuexiu, took away all the valuable things here, and then left the village to live his own life.

"Xiaodong, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yuexiu asked with concern.

"The useless person lying on the bed, why don't you die." Xiaodong suddenly uttered evil words, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Xiaodong, you..."

Before Shen Yuexiu finished speaking, Xiaodong reached out and grabbed his arm that was bitten by wolves.

"Ah..." Shen Yuexiu was in pain from being grabbed by him, blood was oozing from the wound.

When Xiaodong saw this, the strength in his hand became stronger, and he opened his eyes fiercely, staring at Shen Yuexiu's painful expression, his eyes turned even redder.

"What do you want to do to Yuexiu?" Shen Yuexiu asked tremblingly.

"This is not the expression I want." Xiaodong climbed onto the bed, grabbed his wound vigorously, raised his other hand and slapped Shen Yuexiu's face fiercely.

Shen Yuexiu's face hurt, and she turned her face slightly, Xiaodong's hand grabbed his chin vigorously, making his face face her.

"Xiao Dong, you want to vent." Shen Yuexiu continued: "If it makes you feel better, Shen Yuexiu is willing to accept it."

"Why do people like you treat me like this?" Xiaodong's eyes were bloodshot, he had lost his reason, filled with cynicism, raised his hand, and hit Shen Yuexiu on the face with all his strength.

Shen Yuexiu just gritted her teeth and endured it, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes in pain.

Xiaodong looked at the gauze wrapped around his body, and couldn't help but tore it off rudely.

Pulling off the thin clothes he was wearing, looking at the wounds on his body, he touched and hit him.

Shen Yuexiu let out a painful groan, but Xiaodong couldn't hear it at all, and just punched hard one after another, even scratching the bleeding marks.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiaodong was tired, and sat on his body, crying, with tears streaming down his face.