While Wu Qingcang was drinking millet porridge, Du Xiuran looked around casually. There was almost no difference between standing in the room and standing outside, both were the same cold.
A dilapidated house like this, exposed to all directions, could freeze people to death in winter. Even if Wu Qingcang can withstand freezing, he is still a person. If he stays in a place like an ice cellar, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.
There is no water in the house. If there is water, it will be so cold now. In two days, there will be a layer of ice slag on the water.
Wu Qingcang finished drinking millet porridge, licked the millet grains in the bag clean, and then threw the plastic bag on the ground, and he was about to go to the ground.
Du Xiuran hurriedly said, "Don't come down, just lay on it and lie down." Even running around after being injured and bleeding so much? Don't die.
Wu Qingcang frowned and asked, "Why?" That means why do you care about me?
Du Xiuran knew that this kid definitely wouldn't listen to him, but he didn't have a solution, and the solution was very simple.
Wu Qingcang, this kid, is often hungry and can't get enough to eat, so he cares about food more than anyone else. Being able to find something to eat may be something he thinks about every morning when he wakes up. This is the basic condition to maintain his life. .
If you give him the food he wants to eat, then this little devil will be more obedient for the sake of food. As long as he can listen to other people's words, he will be saved to some extent.
Threatening and enticing with food has been used several times. Although it is not easy to use it out, it is still useful to him at present.
If he grows a little bigger, Du Xiuran can't guarantee it. At that time, he may have the ability to grab it, and the consequences will be very serious. Even if it is just grabbing food, once this habit is formed, it will directly lead to the distortion of his outlook on life.
Du Xiuran felt a little more fortunate, fortunately, he had met this kid at this time, and there might be room for recovery, it was not too late.
If this little brat continues like this all by himself, he is not sure there will be any way to restrain him. By then, he will probably already be lawless and dare to do anything.
Du Xiuran looked at Wu Qingcang with a displeased face, and knew that this kid would have driven him out long ago if it wasn't for the sake of millet porridge and eggs in the morning.
Maybe the self-esteem of the monster is sometimes stronger than that of ordinary people, just like the person in the iron cage in the previous life. In that valley, no one can stop him with his strength. He can follow the bridge completely. He ran out, but he kept standing there and didn't run in the direction of the valley. Du Xiu only thought that this might be the dignity of the monster that cannot be trampled on. Even if he died, he would tear up the group of people who had insulted him. smash.
Wu Qingcang can endure the ridicule and stares of others when he picks up garbage, but he absolutely does not want to be restrained by others. In contrast, they prefer freedom, whether it is the monster in the previous life or this little devil.
Wu Qingcang was already angry at Du Xiuran's behavior of threatening him with eggs in the morning. After eating the eggs, he glared at Du Xiuran fiercely.
Du Xiuran was a little guilty when he stared at him. After deliberately pulling a distance, he eased his breath and said softly, "Are millet porridge and eggs delicious?
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My Boyfriend is a Monster
General FictionREMINDER THIS IS A MACHINE TRANSLATED NOVEL Other Name: 我的男友是怪物 Status: Completed Chapters: 65 Wu Qingcang is a monster. In his distorted outlook on life, the world's benevolence, righteousness and morality are bullshit, and human life is like an...