si-mexico Chapter 599 Dawn (5)
Chapter 599 Dawn (5)
Now Jing Chen is messing around with these things again. Is it because he saw her miserable state and plans to go back to that small mountain village 3,000 kilometers away and kill Xu Yingxia?
But Yan Zhen quickly dismissed the idea.
The journey is over 3,000 kilometers, and a round trip would take at least ten days.
Putting aside the fact that she is only seven years old and needs Jingchen to take care of her every need, the act of murder and arson itself is extremely risky. If Jingchen is caught or killed by Xu Yingxia, how will she survive alone in the south?
Jing Chen wouldn't do something so impulsive.
With that thought in mind, Yan Zhen pushed the backpack back under the bed and turned to leave the room.
At noon, after lunch, Jingchen took out two pills from one bottle and two pills from another bottle from the pile of medicine, taking out more than ten pills and a cup of warm water for Yanzhen to take.
Yan Zhen cooperated well in her actions, but she overestimated her abilities—the pill was stuck in her throat and she couldn't swallow it no matter what. She forced herself to swallow several times, which caused a spasm in her throat, and she vomited up the pill along with the lunch she had eaten half an hour earlier.
Jing Chen: "..."
He immediately and frantically picked Yan Zhen up from the vomit that had spread all over the floor, patted her back to help her catch her breath, changed her soiled clothes, and then cleaned up the mess on the floor...
After a while of fussing, the sour smell of vomit in the house gradually dissipated.
Jingchen took out scissors, cut the pill into four pieces, and encouraged Yanzhen to try again.
This time, Yan Zhen was able to swallow it, but the pill was even more bitter than the Chinese medicine she had ever drunk. She had to drink half a cup of water to swallow one pill. She only swallowed half of the pill, but she drank three cups of water, which made her stomach swell up. When she swayed, she could hear the gurgling sound of water in her stomach.
Jing Chen stared into deep thought at the remaining pills.
After a while, he patted Yan Zhen's head: "Wait for me at home, don't wander off."
Then he went out alone.
Fifteen minutes later, Jing Chen returned with a bag of White Rabbit milk candy.
He carefully peeled off the edible glutinous rice paper from the top of the milk candy and then wrapped the shredded pill inside.
"It won't be bitter this way, you should try it."
Yan Zhen tried two pills. The yellow pills that were so bitter they made her heart tremble were indeed tasteless when wrapped in glutinous rice paper.
Using this method, she finished the rest of her medicine.
"Great!" Jing Chen took a lollipop out of his pocket. "Here, this is your reward for taking your medicine obediently."
Yan Zhen: "..."
She took the lollipop, tore open the wrapper without expression, and popped it into her mouth.
In the afternoon, Yan Zhen woke up from her nap and the house was quiet.
As soon as she stepped out of her room, Jingchen's deep voice came from the next bedroom: "Zhenzhen is awake? Turn on the TV yourself. Your brother will cook for you after he finishes his homework."
Operation?
Yan Zhen became interested.
It's clearly not winter break, but Jing Chen has been hanging around her for days. She thought he wasn't in school.
Yan Zhen, wearing fluffy slippers, walked to the door of Jing Chen's bedroom, leaned against the door frame, and rubbed his eyes to look into the room.
Seeing this, Jing Chen indeed pulled her to the desk: "Had a nightmare?"
Yan Zhen didn't say anything, but took the opportunity to glance at the homework on his desk—Houde Middle School, Grade 1 (2) Class.
Seeing that she didn't speak, and that her sleepy expression, coupled with her messy hair, made her look like a long-haired kitten that had just crawled out of bed, both ugly and unkempt, yet cute.
"Don't be afraid." Jing Chen ruffled her hair. "With your brother here, no one will be able to bully you in the future."
As he spoke, he got up and led Yan Zhen out of the room: "Go wash your face and refresh yourself."
After washing his face, Jingchen turned on the TV for Yanzhen to watch, while Yanzhen went back to his room to continue doing his homework.
For dinner, they had steamed eggs, steamed yellow croaker, and stir-fried bok choy with pork cracklings. Jing Chen carefully removed all the small bones from the yellow croaker and put it in Yan Zhen's bowl, saying, "Eat more."
Yan Zhen ate the whole fish.
After the meal, Jingchen continued to wrap the pills into small pieces with glutinous rice paper. As he worked, he said, "The blankets have been changed to clean ones. I will wake you up to go to the toilet tonight. You can sleep peacefully without worrying about wetting the bed."
Yan Zhen nodded.
As expected, Jing Chen came to wake Yan Zhen up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
When Yan Zhen was woken up, she was completely dazed. Although her soul was that of an adult, her body was still too young.
At seven years old, she was at the age where she could fall asleep and not be woken up by thunder. She groggily crawled out of bed, and when she got off the bed, she missed a step and fell heavily to the ground face down with a "thud".
Jing Chen was startled. He had been leaning against the door frame, so he quickly came in and picked up Yan Zhen, asking, "Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?"
This fall seemed to have brought Yan Zhen to his senses.
Because of her long-term poor sleep quality, she has a severe temper when she wakes up. Not only did she force herself to turn on the mirror, but she also fell hard as soon as she got up. She was in pain and angry, and subconsciously wanted to punch the mirror a couple of times.
But even with her fists clenched, she couldn't bring herself to hit Jing Chen's still-childish face. Instead, she turned and kicked the bed leg twice in frustration.
Jing Chen was amused by her actions and picked her up from the ground: "Alright, alright, it's all because this bed is too high, causing you to fall. I'll saw it shorter tomorrow."
Yan Zhen initially thought Jing Chen was just saying it casually, but the next day after breakfast, he first moved Yan Zhen's things out of his room, then disassembled the bed and sawed off all four bed legs.
Other seven-year-old children are at least 1.2 meters tall, but Yan Zhen is only a little over one meter tall at the age of seven due to severe malnutrition.
Jingchen's bed is an old-fashioned wooden frame bed, and she had to climb up to it with great effort to sleep the past two days.
Now that the bed has been shortened, it's lower, so Yan Zhen can easily step onto it by simply lifting her leg.
After modifying the bed, Jingchen asked a few milk powder cans from her neighbor, covered them with cardboard, and made a small stool that she could stand on.
He placed the milk powder can stool in the bathroom so that Yan Zhen could stand on the stool and reach the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face by himself.
That evening, during dinner, Jingchen told Yanzhen something.
"I have to go to school tomorrow. You stay home in the morning. I'll come back at noon to cook for you and take you out in the afternoon."
Yan Zhen nodded as he ate his noodles.
The next day, Jingchen pulled Yanzhen out of bed early in the morning. He first made sure she ate breakfast and took her medicine, then pointed to the clock on the wall and said, "When that short hour hand reaches the top 12, your brother will be back. You stay at home and watch TV. I will lock the door. Except for Aunt Cui next door, you can't answer anyone who calls you, understand?"
Yan Zhen nodded his head repeatedly, like he was pounding garlic.
Before leaving, Jingchen turned on the TV and left a lot of snacks on the table.
As soon as he left, the house became quiet.
Yan Zhen turned off the TV and crawled back into bed for a nap.
When Yan Zhen woke up, her hair was all messed up. She went to the living room and saw that it was 10 a.m.
She was a little thirsty and looked around for water.