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Chapter 270 He won¡¯t get better (first update)

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    Lu Xin got up and went behind the door to see a large black vat, which contained half a vat of clean water.

    He showed a satisfied smile and set up his portable small aluminum pot in this small room.

    I walked outside and took a look. There was a row of tattered wooden fences outside the house. They no longer provided any blocking or protection. So why not reuse them? So I removed a small bundle of wooden sticks from them and stepped on them one by one.  , and then carried him back to the room.

    I lit the firewood with my zippo lighter, poured a large bottle of water into the small aluminum pot, and burned it slowly.

    After doing this, he took off the simple filter from the car, poured the old lady's water into it, and used a bottle to catch it underneath.

    Although she is a novice, Lu Xin certainly won¡¯t cook directly with the other person¡¯s water.

    What should I do if I get poisoned?

    You can only drink water filtered by a filter produced by Qinggang.

    To be honest, no matter whether the water is clean or not, even if it is really poisoned, it will be purified by the filter you carry.

    The special filters produced in Qinggang are beyond what a small gathering place can imagine.

    The technological levels of both sides are not on the same level.

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    ¡°Drum beep¡­¡±

    The firewood burned quietly, and soon there were three or five pimples on the water.

    Lu Xin tore open the sealed plastic bag, threw a pancake in, looked at the old lady and the weird kid, and threw in another piece.

    This kind of compressed dough is so filling that half the pot can be cooked with just one piece of dough.

    Taking the chopsticks I brought with me, I stirred the dough and the dough quickly turned into soft noodles.

    Then Lu Xin took out another box of cans and poured them all into the pot.

    The aroma of the instant noodles being cooked, coupled with the aroma of the canned beef being heated, is very rich and attractive.

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    The strange child had been huddled on the bed, staring directly at the aluminum pot.

    When Lu Xin stirred it with chopsticks and the aroma came out more violently, he couldn't bear it anymore.

    Suddenly he jumped out of bed again, bringing with him a heavy wind.

    As if in the blink of an eye, I arrived in front of the pot, then reached out and grabbed it into the pot.

    But this time, he failed to reach into the pot. Lu Xin grabbed his wrist and held it steady.

    The strange kid had a sinister look on his face and bared his teeth at Lu Xin.

    Jagged teeth, shrunken pupils, curled and deformed palms with black and sharp nails.

    With such a close distance, his expression was scary and weird.

    "Brother, he is so annoying, why don't we let him"

    The sister on the side, her eyes glowing in the darkness, whispered.

    But Lu Xin did not agree to his sister, nor did he let the child go. He just looked into his eyes and his face slowly darkened.

    Facing his gaze, the strange child suddenly felt a little scared, and the ferocious expression on his face disappeared, as if he was a little scared.

    Lu Xin then slowly spoke and said, "Go get the bowl."

    As he spoke, he let go of the child's wrist, and the child immediately stepped back in fear.

    Only then could we discover that his legs and feet were also deformed. One side was long and the other was short. They were not born, but the short places were bent into a weird shape. His waist was also naturally crooked, just like those outside.  , just more serious.

    Under Lu Xin's gaze, the strange child retreated to the bed, then fumbled around and took out a large bowl.

    Lu Xin frowned and said, "Take two."

    When he said this, he glanced at the old lady.

    Under his gaze, the strange child seemed to take a while to understand what he meant.

    He reached out again and took out a bowl from the table.

    Lu Xin waved his hand and asked him to pass the bowl over, and then started to pick it up with chopsticks, filling the two bowls with noodles and beef.

    "Does it smell good?"

    While serving it, he looked at the weird kid who was drooling greedily, with a smile on his face and said:

    "It tastes delicious when cooked this way, but it's still a little hot now. You can't eat it the way you did just nowHere, give this bowl to your grandma first. If you want to eat it, just eat it together You two  Just use a bowl, I¡¯ll just use this small pot"

    "Don't use your hands directly. You still need to use chopsticks to eat noodles. They are a pair"

    ¡°¡­After finishing his noodles, he sat on the pony and took out a cigarette.

    "Mom, there seems to be something wrong with your little kid."

    He seemed to be looking for something to talk about, smoking and chatting.

    The old lady hugged the child in her arms tighter, pursed her lips, and refused to answer.

    "So, is it because he has a problem that those people stopped eating him?"

    Lu Xin glanced at the strange child curiously: "Afraid he is poisonous?"

    ""

    "Whoops!"

    Hearing what Lu Xin said, the old lady shuddered and her eyes fell on his face with a look of awe.

    "I'm just kidding."

    Lu Xin smiled apologetically at her and said, "It's so embarrassing that you haven't spoken."

    "Who dares to eat my little grandson?"

    The expression on the old lady's face was already a little confused, her body was shaking randomly, and she suddenly said hoarsely:

    "I originally have four sons, four, who dares to bully our family?"

    "But all four sons are dead. How can the orphans and widowers live? There is not enough food to eat, and there are people who come to rob them. How do you think they can live?"

    "Wait, then¡­¡­"

    She was making a sharp noise while cursing nonchalantly: "I am just hoping that my little grandson will recover from his illness"

    "When he recovers and grows up, he will be stronger than his father, and those people will be in bad luck"

    ""

    Lu Xin heard a strange craziness in her voice.

    He glanced at the strange kid, shook his head, and said, "He won't get better."

    The old prince suddenly looked at him, his eyes full of hatred and his teeth grinding together.

    Lu Xin looked at him and said sincerely: "Please believe me, I am professional."

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