"Sister, it's time to eat." Gao Zhiming dragged Anna's body out of the garbage dump with great effort.
Although Anna was just a young girl with a very light body, she was still too heavy for Gao Zhiming, who was only 9 years old.
Gao Zhiming wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, opened the plastic bag, picked up the mutton with his fingers and put it into Anna's mouth.
He held Anna's chin with both hands and moved it back and forth, trying to make her chew the meat in her mouth, but it didn't work.
In the end, Gao Zhiming had no choice but to take the meat out of her mouth, put it into his own mouth, chewed it into minced meat, and then spit it back into Anna's mouth.
When he was wandering, he once saw someone doing this, feeding a baby. He thought it was novel and wrote it down.
After feeding all the mutton, Gao Zhiming was afraid that the other party would be hungry, so he tore some meat strips from the chicken bones and fed them to the other party before he stopped.
After feeding Anna, Gao Zhiming began to eat the leftovers, including the fruit peels and cores, some bones, and a thick layer of oil with chopped green onions stuck to the tin foil.
This was obviously not enough to fill him up. Even if Gao Zhiming chewed the chicken bones into pieces and swallowed them, it was still not enough.
However, after feeling that his burning stomach felt a little better, Gao Zhi was obviously very content. He had rich experience in going hungry.
He carefully huddled to Anna's right, holding her arms gently with both hands.
"Sister, Uncle Mask said he would be back soon, but it's been several days, why hasn't he come back yet?"
Gao Zhiming's question was destined to go unanswered, and he continued to talk to himself. "Don't worry, I promised Uncle Mask that I would take good care of you. We will definitely wait until he comes back. Sister, are you hungry?"
"Don't worry, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. By then, there will be a lot of discarded mooncakes in the trash can. We can enjoy them to our heart's content then."
These words seemed to be spoken to Anna, but also to himself. Gao Zhiming, who was drooling madly, swallowed hard.
When it comes to food, Gao Zhiming felt even hungrier. He immediately stopped thinking about it and started to think about something else.
Gao Zhiming sat up slowly and stared at Anna's delicate face in a trance. "Sister, you are so beautiful."
He couldn't help but lean over and kissed her smooth face. Then, as if he felt shy, he buried his head in Anna's arms and laughed.
The laughter gradually faded away. When Gao Zhiming spoke again, his tone seemed a little depressed. "Sister, when you wake up, can you please not hit me? I really like you. I will do anything you ask me to do."
Gao Zhiming's breathing gradually became calmer, and he slowly fell asleep. At this time, the moon hiding behind the clouds in the sky moved out.
The hazy moonlight covered Anna and Charles like a quilt.
I don’t know what he dreamed about, but he smiled with his eyes closed, and he looked very happy.
Gao Zhiming woke up at dawn the next day. He was awakened by hunger, and his head was buzzing, as if he had a fever.
Gao Zhiming walked to the window and stood on tiptoe to look at the empty street. He decided to go out and find something to eat while there were few people around. As long as he was full, his head would stop hurting.
After walking for half an hour and arriving at the downtown area, Gao Zhiming began to search through the trash cans. Perhaps because the garbage truck had just taken them away, he didn't find anything except a piece of hardened chewing gum.
Seeing more and more people going to work or school on the streets, Gao Zhiming suddenly became anxious. There were too many people and he had to go back quickly.
Propping up the trash lid with his hands, Gao Zhiming buried his head in it and searched intently.
Half a fried dough stick made his eyes light up immediately, and his sister's breakfast was settled.
Just as he was happily stuffing the dough stick into his arms, a voice suddenly came from behind him, making him feel as if he was in an icy cave. "Gao Zhiming?"
He turned slowly, his joints rusted, and a small girl of about seven or eight years old appeared in front of him. Gao Zhiming knew this girl, she was his deskmate at school. Miaomiao.
"Ah! You really are Gao Zhiming! I just thought you looked a little different. I haven't seen you since you dropped out of school. How did you become like this?"
Gao Zhiming, who was scared out of his wits, didn't plan to explain anything. He carefully put away the fried dough sticks, turned around and walked away. The masked uncle said that he couldn't trust anyone until he came back.
"Don't go. What happened? Why did you become a beggar? Do you want me to help you find the police?" Miaomiao kept chasing him.
When Gao Zhiming heard this, he immediately changed his intention to walk into running.
"Don't run! Stop now, I can't catch up with you!!" While running quickly, the red sandals slipped on the ground and Miaomiao fell to the ground.
Gao Zhiming stopped and watched from a distance as she got up from the ground in pain.
"I won't chase you anymore, and I won't ask anymore. Can you wait for me here for a while?" Miaomiao said, rubbed her skinned knee, and limped towards the breakfast shop across the street.
After a while she came back with a plastic bag full of steamed buns and dumplings in her hand. The fragrance wafting over made Gao Zhiming swallow his saliva involuntarily.
"Take it and eat it. Don't go looking through the trash can. Everything in there stinks."
Gao Zhiming wanted to refuse, but his body honestly took it. "Thank you, where did you get the money?"
"Mom asked me to come out to buy buns. Since you are so hungry, you can take them and eat them first." Miaomiao smiled sweetly.
Gao Zhiming looked at her with a complicated expression, then turned around and ran quickly.
Gao Zhiming ran without stopping and quickly returned to the unfinished building.
He reached out and stuffed the dough sticks in his arms into his mouth and swallowed them in big gulps. Looking at the steaming white steamed buns in his arms, a smile suddenly broke out on his face. "Great, there are so many foods. If you save some, you can eat them for several days!"
As if wanting to share this good news with his sister, Gao Zhiming quickly climbed the stairs and rushed to the top floor.
But just when he was about to reach the top of the building, he stopped and heard someone talking upstairs.
With a nervous mood, Gao Zhiming came to the top floor. He saw two fat and thin young men squatting and smoking in the corner of the living room where the steel bars were exposed.
The necklaces on their chests, the large tattoos on their hands, and the long hair dyed orange all indicate that these two people are not easy to mess with, at least for Gao Zhiming at the moment.
(End of this chapter)