Chapter 6: Little Trash [Xiǎo Pò Làn]

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小破烂 (xiǎo pò làn) is a colloquial term in Chinese that roughly translates to "little scrap" or "small piece of trash." It is often used to describe something that is of poor quality or in a shabby condition.

Sister Li took it without hesitation. Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief and didn't stay too long. After saying a few polite words to Sister Li, she came back.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Cen Huai'an eating a mouthful of pancakes and a mouthful of congee with his mouth full of oil. When he drank the congee, he 'hulu~', like a piglet, eating without lifting his head.

Chu Xia sat across from him, and, seeing his appearance, she directly placed a pancake in front of herself. Cen Huai'an looked over as expected, with a look of impatience and anger in his eyes.

"Give it back to me!"

"This food was bought by me, brought back by me, and the meal was cooked by me. How can it be yours?"

Cen Huai'an was annoyed and went up to snatch it. He's used to snatching when he can't eat, snatching with stray dogs, snatching with children.

Chu Xia grabbed his hand and looked at him very seriously. "I will share the pancakes with you, and you won't be short of food in the future. But you must promise me to slowly get rid of your bad habits."

Cen Huai'an ignored her, his eyes fixed on the pancake, and he looked dissatisfied.

He knew that buying him shoes and clothes today was a sham! His mother is still the same mother and won't give him food!

Chu Xia knew that Cen Huai'an was different from normal children, so she would not push him too hard.

However, she still needed to say what needed to be said: "I cooked the meal, right? But you started eating before me. Do you think that's right? When a family wants to eat, we eat together. Remember that? Also, wash your hands before eating."

Cen Huai'an stiffened, and the anger in his eyes stopped.

Chu Xia hmphed. "I knew you didn't wash your hands. There's still dirt under your fingernails."

Chu Xia pulls him up and holds his hand down in the basin, which is filled with warm water that she has prepared.

Then she washed Cen Huai'an's fingers one by one. There was only a large yellow soap for laundry at home. Chu Xia used a little bit for him and herself, lathering it up and then rinsing it off.

"Okay, from now on, wash your hands like this. Wash your hands before eating. Otherwise, if you eat dirty things in your stomach, worms will grow in your belly, and the worms will bite you and make your stomach hurt."

Cen Huai'an immediately covered his stomach, as if it really hurt. It hurt him before, and it made him roll on the ground. Did he have worms in his stomach? Is he going to die? Just like Grandpa Li, lying on the ground and never speaking again?

Chu Xia didn't know Cen Huai'an's thoughts. She suspected that he might have worms in his stomach. She remembered that there was a well-known deworming medicine for children called Pagoda Candy, which was very effective. She will buy some tomorrow.

But as soon as he started eating, Cen Huai'an forgot about it. He had been hungry for too long, and as long as he ate, all he could see was food.

Chu Xia placed the pancakes back in the middle of the table, and Cen Huai'an reached out to grab them, but Chu Xia grabbed his hand. "Use chopsticks."

Cen Huai'an gives her a look but still picks up the chopsticks to pick up the pancakes.

Chu Xia hadn't made many pancakes to begin with. She estimated that the two of them would finish all the food, enough to satisfy their hunger without overeating.

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