Chapter 348: Oppress

Han Fei glanced at Xiao Qin Che with complicated eyes. She was cruel and didn't immediately give him the pastry. She knew that the most tempting thing about her now was this. To be obedient, she had to rely on food. It's like taming wild beasts.
"Why did you bite me just now?"
The child did not speak, pretending to not understand.
Han Fei became angry and said: "Don't pretend to be a fool, I know you are very smart, you can understand what I say, and answer me well, otherwise you will not eat anymore."
Xiao Qin Che felt very irritable. He wanted to scratch the face of this fat woman because she didn't give him food! This fat woman is the same as the other women before. She didn't give him food, wanted to starve him, and would beat him. They were all bad people.
Han Fei's look when she saw the child suddenly become fierce and evil is a little inexplicable. Where did she step on him?
The longer she gets along, the less Han Fei can see the dirty child in front of him as a male god. Apart from the excitement and excitement at the beginning, all she has now is a headache.
This beast-like child is too difficult to discipline, even if she wanted to take good care of him, she was severely scratched!
It's like an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!
Han Fei couldn’t put the cold and noble image of the male in his mind with this little wolf cub. It’s really not easy for the male to grow into that shape. I don’t know who was so great and taught the last male god. Looks like.
Han Fei quickly threw away these messy thoughts, and said, "Say it? Don't say I really lost it. You bit me so hard, it's broken."
The child suddenly suffocated a sentence and said: "It will be cold."
Han Fei waited for a long time, there was nothing else to say, sure he just said two words, will he be cold? What can be cold? She didn't understand at all.
"What's cold? It's not cold now."
The child curled his mouth and said: "The quilt, it will be cold when it gets wet, winter, cold, and dead."
Han Fei was silent for a while, and finally understood what he meant.
When the quilt gets wet, there is nothing to cover, so it will be cold. In winter, it will die from the cold.
"No, I will wash and dry the quilt for you. You won't be cold."
The child was obviously unbelieving.
Han Fei hesitated and said, "Why do you feel cold? Have you tried it before?"
The child nodded and said: "They, lost, my quilt, water, cold, it's cold in the room."
Han Fei was so angry that she couldn't breathe smoothly.
Who the is doing this to a child? !
No wonder, no wonder he was so nervous on his bedding, no wonder he bit her so deeply, what crime he had suffered before!
Han Fei took a few deep breaths to calm her tone, and said: "No, I won't let these things happen, I swear, I won't do this to you."
The child was silent, but looked at her with his big, dark eyes.
Han Fei was stunned, and suddenly realized that these eyes were probably the Qin Che in her memory the most.
The same black, the same good-looking, as if to in the human soul. ,
Then Han Fei handed him the pastry in her hand, and interjected: "Don't gobble it up, no one will grab it with you, you eat slowly, don't choke."
The child didn't listen, and just grabbed the pastry in Han Fei's hand and ran away all at once.
Han Fei looked at his small body, sighed sadly, and then looked at the green liquid overflowing from the wooden barrel, and her mood got even worse.
The soaked bedding is even more disgusting.
"It's okay, isn't it just washing the cups? Pediatrics only, Han Fei, you can."
Han Fei gave herself a breath, then gritted her teeth to endure the stench, and put her hand in to rub.
This rubbing means that I didn't sleep all night.
In this way, the child found a clean place to sit, hugged his knees, and kept watching the hardworking Han Fei washing the quilt.
Finally, when Han Fei aired the quilt out, her arms were trembling. She rubbed her sore waist and almost couldn't straighten up.
But seeing that the bed has been washed clean and the patterned quilt can be seen, she still feels a sense of accomplishment. Fortunately, it is summer, and it should be ready soon.
Han Fei was startled as soon as she turned her head. Fortunately, she controlled her volume and approached carefully.
The child was asleep with his head tilted and leaning against the pillar.
The curled up little body looked extraordinarily thin and pitiful.
Han Fei estimated that this figure was only four years old, but he was already severely malnourished, and his exposed small arms and legs were barely fleshy.
Han Fei looked uncomfortable, but she was helpless now.
With a sigh, Han Fei just wanted to reach out and hug him, but the boy opened his eyes all of a sudden, and the watery black eyes were still a little dazed. Only at this moment, Han Fei felt that he was innocent. Child.
But soon, the confusion inside was filled with vigilance.
The child dodges Han Fei's outstretched hands and shrank to one side.
Han Fei did not reluctantly said: "You stay here obediently, I'll get you food, just wait for me."
The child did not believe it, but still did not speak.
Han Fei didn't care about him, but she herself was a little hungry, so she straightened herself up and left the small yard.
Following the route in memory, Han Fei went to find the location of the Imperial Dining Room.
Tsai Ling told her yesterday that she needs to go to the imperial dining room to collect daily meals in person, no more, no less, all allocated.
But the palace was really big, and many places were different from the route she later knew. It took some time to find the imperial dining room. A long time had passed by the time she found it, but fortunately the palace lady responsible for the distribution had not left.
Han Fei hurriedly walked over and said, "Wait! I haven't received it yet."
The palace lady stopped, frowning and said: "Which palace do you belong to? Why did you miss the time? I wonder if there is a time rule for the royal dining room?"
Han Fei quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I'm a newcomer, I don't know these rules too well, I promise there will be no next time! I'm really sorry, sister."
Xu is the last sentence of Han Fei's sister that touched the palace lady, and the palace lady's expression eased slightly, and said: "Which palace do you belong to? I'll see if I have it."
Han Fei opened her mouth and said, "Leng Gong."
The palace lady's face became stiff, and the expression that had calmed down became stiff again, she waved her hand and interrupted: "No, no! There is nothing! The Leng Gong's copy is not received at this time, you go!"
Han Fei was confused by this attitude, and couldn't help asking, "Why?"
"There is no reason, hurry up, don't delay my work!"
Han Fei's expression changed, but she endured it and turned around and left.