A Dream of Golden Millet 1.
"Hey! Wake up, don't pretend to be asleep! "
"Wake up!"
Wen Wen was woken up by the cold. Specifically, it was not because of the cold, but because of the discomfort in his body.
He clutched his head and sat up dizzily.
A dirty kid wearing patched clothes saw that the little bean on the ground had woken up and quickly retracted his foot. Then, he said angrily, "I knew you were faking it. I'm telling you, Chi Wen. In the future, you better obediently give me your steamed buns. Otherwise, I'll hit you again, okay?"
Wen Wen felt pain everywhere. He had a headache, was dizzy, and his stomach was cramping from hunger. He felt weak all over, and his limbs were aching. He was also very cold.
However, there was still a cacophony of noise in his ears. Wen Wen impatiently scolded, "Shut up!"
The voice that came out of his mouth was soft and full of childishness.
Wen Wen was stunned for a moment. Ever since his little body started to twitch, his childishness had slowly faded. It had the crispness and vitality of a youth. This childishness, did he have this voice when he was three or four years old?
When the kid heard the scolding on the ground, he immediately kicked him. "You little brat, are you tired of living? How dare you scold me? See if I don't … "
"Chi Da Qian, are you bullying a child again?" An adult's voice sounded. The child named Chi Da Qian quickly withdrew his foot and ran away before the adult came over.
Chi Da Qian?
Wen Wen took a long time to recall this name from his dizzy head. Not long after, a short but very stout woman walked over cursing. "Hurry up and come over here. Why are you lying on the ground? You dirtied your clothes and want to change, right? Do you have anything to change into? "
"Chi Wen! I'm talking to you. Hurry up and get up! "
Chi Wen?
Wen Wen raised his head and saw a familiar face in the depths of his memory. After a long time, he remembered that this was Mother Mo from the orphanage.
Wen Wen's expression suddenly changed. He turned his head and looked around. What he saw was a dilapidated and desolate courtyard, and he was sitting on the dirty ground.
This was … an orphanage?
Was he reborn again?
Wen Wen lowered his head and looked at his black, claw-like hands. Was this when he was reborn in the orphanage?
What about Mom? Was his mother still around at this time?
Wen Wen was terrified.
Then, he was rudely pulled up. "You brat, you don't want to live anymore? You didn't even respond when I called you! "
Wen Wen raised her head, her unusually large eyes filled with tears.
Mother Mo still wanted to scold her, but she didn't do it in the end. Instead, she walked away while cursing. "Cry, cry, cry. Will you get candy if you cry?"
Wen Wen stood alone for a moment before she calmed down.
Wen Wen thought that he must calm down. He had to find a way to leave the orphanage and find his parents first.
Wen Wen wiped her tears, leaving an even darker mark on her face.
He rubbed his stomach. He was so hungry that he didn't feel hungry at all.
He had to figure out his situation first.
Wen Wen dragged his sore and weak body into the house.
He had been pampered and spoiled for more than ten years. Whenever there was a cut on his hand, there would be a circle of people around him to feel sorry for him. Now, his whole body hurt, but there was no one around him to feel sorry for him. Wen Wen felt even more wronged, and tears almost came out of his eyes.
What was going on? He was just sleeping. Why did he return to his childhood in his previous life when he woke up?
He didn't want to experience it again …
He was living so happily now. Why did he have to be reborn?
Could it be that it was just a dream? Could it be that this was his real rebirth? No, it couldn't be. His experience was so real. It couldn't be a dream. He must have a chance to go back.
Wen Wen's thoughts ran wild as he entered the house.
On the other side of the corridor, a thin and weak child timidly poked his head out. "Chi Wen …"
When he saw Chi Wen looking over, the child slowly walked out. He grabbed the corner of his dirty clothes and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Chi Wen. I didn't run away on purpose. I was afraid that he wanted to snatch my steamed buns too …"
Chi Wen looked at him. Looking at the child who was half a head taller than him, he felt that he looked familiar. However, he had already forgotten his name. He only remembered that he hadn't seen him since he grew up.
Chi Wen didn't answer. Instead, he said, "Take me back to my room." He needed to lie down and organize his thoughts.
However, he had already forgotten where he lived. He could only let the child in front of him take him there.
"Oh? Oh! "
The child hurriedly led Chi Wen forward and pushed open an old door with peeling paint.
Chi Wen looked around. There were more than ten densely packed old bunk beds. Other than the bed, there wasn't even a cabinet in the room. The child's belongings were basically piled up on his bed. It was a mess.
However, the children didn't have much of their own belongings.
"Which bed is mine? I want to lie down. "
The child hurriedly pointed to the outermost bunk bed and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and lie down."
After Chi Wen lay down, the child said worriedly, "Chi Wen, are you okay? Did you hit your head? "The child remembered that before he ran away, he saw Chi Wen hit his head with his fist.
Chi Wen opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling of the bed. He didn't say anything. It wasn't that he was cold, but he felt uncomfortable everywhere. His whole body was soft and weak. He just wanted to sleep and never wake up.
He didn't know if he would go back the moment he opened his eyes after falling asleep.
The child hesitated for a moment. He found half a steamed bun that he had just hidden under his bed. After thinking for a moment, he carefully broke off a quarter of the steamed bun and hid it back. Then, he took the big steamed bun and ran over to Chi Wen. He reluctantly said, "Hurry up and eat it."
Chi Wen opened his eyes and looked at the cold and hard steamed bun in his hand. He didn't care that it was dirty. He hurriedly put it into his mouth. After two bites, he swallowed it.
"Water …"
The child hurriedly patted Chi Wen's back. "How are you? Are you okay? There's no water at home … "They had to go to the canteen to drink water. They didn't have water here.
Chi Wen choked for a long time before he recovered.
This time, he slowly ate the steamed bun in small mouthfuls. Was his life in the orphanage so difficult?
The child swallowed his saliva and looked at Chi Wen. "I'll give you the steamed bun. You won't ignore me, right? If I don't run away, Chi Da Qian will definitely snatch both of our steamed bun … "
Chi Wen finished half of the cold and hard steamed bun. With some food in his stomach, he felt even hungrier. However, he finally had a little strength.
Under the child's nagging, he finally remembered which year he had returned to.
He was six years old now.
He remembered that at this time, the canteen's dinner was a steamed bun. However, the uncle in the canteen didn't want to wait for them to finish eating. He wanted to close the door and leave early, so he chased them out of the canteen and locked the door.
The food in the canteen wasn't enough to fill their stomachs every day. They were hungry every day. Therefore, when the adults left, the older children who were more domineering would snatch the steamed buns from the younger children.
Chi Da Qian wanted to snatch Chi Wen's steamed bun. When the other children saw the older children snatching it, they quickly ran away, afraid that they would be snatched away too.
Of course, Chi Wen wouldn't let it happen. Therefore, he fought with Chi Da Qian.
Chi Wen had been hungry since he was young. He was skinny and skinny. At the age of six, he was shorter than a three or four-year-old child. Even if he had a fierce spirit in his bones, he couldn't beat Chi Da Qian, who was a few years older and stronger than him.
Chi Wen remembered that he was knocked unconscious and laid on the cold ground for half a day. In the end, he even had a fever. The director scolded him for half a month because he wasted money.
Chi Wen thought to himself. So it was at this time.
But now that he was here and hadn't been lying on the ground for long, he shouldn't be sick.
Chi Wen lay on the bed for a while. Then, he suddenly sat up.
The child who had been rambling on and on was startled, and then he shut his mouth.
Chi Wen looked at the child in front of him. "What's your name?"
The child looked at Chi Wen. Suddenly, he pouted and tears flowed down his face. "Chi Wen, is your head really damaged? Don't you remember me? I'm Doudou … "
Chi Wen's head hurt from the crying. "I remember." This Doudou used to follow him around when he was young. He was one year younger than him. Although he was also skinny, he was taller than him. Doudou wasn't in the orphanage when he was a baby. He was sent here half a year ago. He remembered that not long after, Doudou was adopted. After that, there was no news of him.
Doudou's eyes were brimming with tears. "Really?"
"Really." Chi Wen got off the bed and looked at Doudou. "Follow me."
Doudou wiped his tears and followed behind Chi Wen. "Where are we going?"
"We're going to look for food." Of course, he wanted to look for food while he still had some energy. He really didn't know how he survived in the past. Now, he felt like he was going to starve to death at any time.
"Oh …"
The only place to eat in the orphanage was the kitchen. Hence, Chi Wen brought Doudou to the kitchen first.
The door to the canteen was locked. They couldn't enter, so naturally, they couldn't enter the kitchen.
The door lock was invincible to children, but to Chi Wen, who had the intelligence of an adult, it was a piece of cake.
Chi Wen asked Doudou to keep a lookout for him. Then, he found some tools and after a while, he managed to unlock a very simple lock.
Chi Wen quietly went in and closed the door.
Although it was called a canteen, it was actually a small room of about 20 to 30 square meters. There were small tattered tables and stools in the room. On the other side of the small room, there was a door. This was the kitchen.
The kitchen wasn't big. Although this was an orphanage, there weren't many orphans. Hence, there weren't many government subsidies. Moreover, the internet wasn't very developed. Their source of income was the occasional donations from the nearby residents. Their clothes and toys were all donated by the nearby residents. In addition, they also had the savings of the director, which barely supported them.
Hence, Chi Wen didn't hate the director. Although the director was fierce and didn't treat them well, he still gave them a place to stay.
However, he really hated this uncle who cooked for them every day. Originally, with their source of income, they could have enough to eat and wear. However, a part of the money used to buy ingredients was embezzled by this uncle. That was why they had to suffer so much.
The director also trusted this uncle chef very much. This uncle chef was a distant relative of his. He came over to help enthusiastically and didn't ask for a high salary. Hence, he had always trusted this uncle chef.
Perhaps because he trusted the lock on the outside, the kitchen door wasn't locked. It was just ajar.
Chi Wen went in and looked around. There were very few ingredients in the kitchen. It was impossible to have meat. There were only a few green vegetables. They were yellow and withered. Presumably, they were their lunch dishes.
The most abundant thing in the kitchen was rice. However, they wouldn't be able to eat rice. That was a treat that only happened during festivals. Usually, they would only eat porridge.
In the end, Chi Wen took a small pot and grabbed a few handfuls of rice. He knew that this pot was used by the chef for special treatment.
There were only three green vegetables. If one was missing, it would be discovered immediately. However, if the rice was missing, it might not be discovered. Wen Wen wanted to cook a few more times. Hence, he took some rice and matches with him.
When he came out, he would lock the door again. At night, he would sneak back in to return the pot.
Doudou was shocked when she saw Chi Wen come out with a small pot.
Chi Wen shushed her and left secretly with Doudou.
The location of the orphanage was very desolate. Chi Wen and Doudou found a secluded place. They found some firewood, washed the rice, and cooked it. Then, they shared it.
Doudou smacked her lips in satisfaction. She touched her stomach and said, "It's so delicious. So this is the feeling of being full."
Wen Wen was also full. They had been hungry for a long time. Their appetite had long become small. Half a bowl of rice was enough to fill them up.
At this time, the sky was a little dark.
Now that it was autumn, the weather began to turn cold. They didn't have many thick clothes. It was estimated that this year would be difficult for them again.
Wen Wen looked at his black claws and seemed to smell something strange.
After temporarily solving the problem of food and clothing, Chi Wen paid attention to himself. He couldn't stand the dirt on his body, so he went to a nearby canal and began to wash his hands.
The water was cold. As soon as he put his hands down, he was shocked by the cold.
He dipped his hands into the water. The dirty water immediately spread. He hurriedly rubbed his hands again and again.
Doudou looked at Chi Wen curiously. After washing his hands and feet, he washed his face. "Chi Wen, aren't you afraid of the cold?"
"I am." But he was more afraid of being dirty.
If the water wasn't so cold, he would have washed his whole body. He always felt uncomfortable being dirty.
Chi Wen rubbed his skin until it turned red. After a long time, he stopped.
With this condition, he could only wash like this.
Then, he ran back to the orphanage with Doudou. Running could warm the body.
At this time, the sky was completely dark.
Chi Wen first hid the pot and the matches in a secluded corner near the kitchen. Then, he went back to the house.
From afar, they heard the director's loud voice. "Where the hell are you? Hurry up and come back to sleep! "
Doudou shrunk her neck and subconsciously pulled the corner of Chi Wen's clothes.
Chi Wen reminded her, "Do you still remember what I said?"
Doudou hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes!" He definitely wouldn't let the cat out of the bag. He still wanted to eat his fill.
Then, Chi Wen brought Doudou back.
After entering the house where they slept, the director's loud voice was no longer blocked. It was very loud and clear.
There were already a few children lying on the bed in the house. All the children in the orphanage were in this room. There were a total of eleven children. The older children slept on the top bunk, and the younger children slept on the bottom bunk.
"Is everyone here? If you are, hurry up and turn off the lights and sleep. Don't waste electricity!"
Chi Wen and Doudou hurriedly went to their beds.
Seeing that everyone was lying down, the director turned off the lights and closed the door. Then, she left.
Chi Wen lay on the cold and hard bed. For a long time, he didn't move. The house was silent.
There wasn't much entertainment in the orphanage. Even if the children didn't know anything, they knew that if they slept more, they wouldn't feel so uncomfortably hungry. Therefore, once the sky turned dark, they would lie on the bed.
During the day, other than when it was time to eat, the other children would go around looking for food. The director didn't restrict the older children from going out. As for the younger children, they were all left in the orphanage. They were not allowed to go out so that they wouldn't be kidnapped and become beggars.
Chi Wen closed his eyes and began to sleep. He prayed in his heart that he would be back when he woke up.
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