After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 316 I have no relatives anymore

"Do you remember what happened last night?" Xia Mo asked in a different way, trying to evoke the child's memory of last night.

After he mentioned it, the child seemed to be slow to react, but his expression relaxed a little, and it seemed that he did remember everything.

Seeing this, Xia Mo's smile instantly widened, and the smile spread from his eyes to his entire face.

"We heard what you said, so we became suspicious and followed the old man. We found out that you were not his grandson, so we brought you back. How do you feel now? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Xia Mo did not deliberately hide it from the child. After he finished speaking, he stood there and waited patiently for the child's response.

Ling Chuan went out while he was talking. Xia Mo glanced at him and then looked away, continuing to look at the somewhat confused child.

After a while, the child's distracted eyes cleared up, and the vigilance in his eyes faded a little, but then he was filled with shock and deep confusion. Why was this person different from those people?

The child lowered his head to look at his clean hands and his new clothes.

Is this really not a dream? Would someone really speak to him in such a gentle tone? Isn't he afraid...

The child was bombarded with questions one after another, making him rub his fingers together in extreme anxiety. His two little eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a ball, but he still couldn't figure out why.

Xia Mo waited for a moment, and seeing that he no longer dared to look at him after lowering his head, he carefully considered his words and said, "Is your hand uncomfortable? I saw an old wound on your arm."

Another caring tone, and the kid's back stiffened, biting his lip slightly, his fingers pinching harder.

When he moved his fingers, the crescent-shaped nail marks immediately appeared.

It was painful, so this wasn't a dream, and he wasn't dead. He was really picked up by someone, and the other person even gave him a bath...

These realizations caused a storm in the child's heart, and he couldn't believe it because no one had ever treated him like this except his grandfather.

Seeing that the child still ignored him, Xia Mo took two tentative steps forward, "Huh? Really? Are you hungry?"

The child didn't react; he was immersed in his own little world.

Alas, Xia Mo sighed helplessly in his heart. It would be easy to deal with if the child bared his teeth at him and asked him loudly, but it was really difficult to deal with it if the child refused to talk like now.

With a creaky sound, the door suddenly opened, immediately attracting the attention of two people, one big and one small, in the room.

They all looked outside at the same time, and saw Ling Chuan walking in with a bowl of food, and then walked straight towards the child on the bed. The child was so scared that he tensed up instantly, and moved to the innermost part like a threatened kitten at lightning speed.

"If you don't want to starve to death, eat it." Ling Chuan handed the bowl in his hand to the child expressionlessly, looking down at him and said in a cold voice.

"..." Xia Mo's mouth twitched. Is it really okay to talk like this?

Thinking about how the little kids in Liujia Village were afraid of Brother Chuan, Xia Mo didn't have time to complain and hurried over.

The child, on the other hand, kept looking up and down, his mind filled with a man who was as tall as a giant, very fierce and scary. He was very unsure, afraid that he might have misunderstood.

Is this fierce uncle really going to give him porridge? The child thought about it and felt very hungry.

At this time, Xia Mo came over and saw that the child wanted to bury his head in his chest. He mistakenly thought that the child was frightened and bumped into the man's back in annoyance.

Then he said to the child, "Brother Chuan is like this, cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Don't be afraid, he is the one who bathes you... By the way, do you need me to feed you?"

"!" The child's eyes froze after hearing this. He never expected that the one who would bathe him would be this fierce uncle. He was so dirty...

So he glanced at the thick millet porridge that Lingchuan handed to him, smelled the faint rice aroma, and could no longer resist the true desire in his heart, and swallowed a few times.

He hadn't eaten anything so delicious in a long time, but could he really eat it?

He didn't think they would poison him. After all, he was a worthless person and it would be easy to kill him. Why would they go to so much trouble?

Besides, he is just a disaster star. There is nothing worth gaining from him. No one would want him even if he was sold as a slave.

Moreover, they didn't look like they were short of money, nor did they look like they needed to sell him or pretend to be pitiful and beg for money like the old beggar.

It only took the child a moment to think about it, and he felt that even if he died, it would be good to have a full stomach before dying. At least he would die with a full stomach.

Thinking of this, the child moved his little body, stretched out his little hand and quickly snatched the bowl from Lingchuan, then drank it up in gulps without even using a spoon.

Gurgle, gurgle, the child eats quickly.

Seeing that he was finally willing to accept it, Xia Mo instantly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke. If it's not enough, we can ask for more."

The child didn't answer, but continued to drink with his head tilted back without slowing down at all. He didn't finish the drink until he had almost finished it. Then he grabbed the spoon and scraped away all the rice soup and millet grains remaining at the bottom. Finally, he licked his lips.

It’s delicious. He wants another bowl, the child thought to himself as he looked at the empty porcelain bowl. Then he raised his head slightly and glanced cautiously at the person in front of the bed.

Seeing that their attitudes remained consistent, one had a smile in his eyes, and the other had a straight mouth with no expression. They looked a little fierce, but it really didn't seem like they were not fierce towards him.

The child lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and finally pursed his lips, mustered up the courage to stand up and return the bowl to Lingchuan, then shrank back and whispered "Thank you."

Xia Mo and Ling Chuan looked at each other, both a little surprised, but now was not the time to think about these things.

Ling Chuan took the bowl and asked calmly, "Do you want more?"

It was obviously a very simple question, but the child acted a little impatient, as if Ling Chuan was asking a life-threatening question.

The two of them saw it in a second, so Xia Mo said, "Brother Chuan, go get another bowl. He and I will wait here."

Ling Chuan glanced at the young man, said "hmm" and left.

When the child heard footsteps, he subconsciously looked up, but unexpectedly met Xia Mo's gaze. He was so startled that he immediately lowered his head.

His eyes... I almost forgot, he seemed to have been looking at this uncle for a long time just now.

Thinking of this, the child couldn't help biting his lips hard, becoming more and more uneasy.

Xia Mo pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Don't be afraid, kid, neither I nor that uncle just now are bad people."

The child nodded slightly, indicating that they were indeed good people, and that no one except his grandfather was so kind to him.

Seeing his movements, Xia Mo continued: "That's good. I see you have old injuries. You will probably need to recover for a while. Do you have any relatives?"

The child is silent.

Xia Mo glanced at him and said, "It's okay if you don't want to talk. Just stay here and I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you later..."

"I have no relatives anymore." An unclear childish voice floated out from the shadows.