The Overbearing Demon Must Be Cured

Chapter 76: Wealthy people have less cold legs

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The arrival of the new nurse Jiang Xiao, to Shen Lingshu, was a lifeless villa, and finally there was another living person besides him.

For a year, he lived in this dark villa, as if he was trapped in a cage alone. All he faced was the cold furniture and the old nurse who hated him. All his despair could not be found. To the outlet of venting, as time goes by, he even has a little difficulty in normal emotional reaction.

In addition to being locked up psychologically, nothing is more painful than being harshly treated physically—

The dull rotten vegetables and rice, the beatings that were neither serious nor severe, and the three urgent situations that were endured for a long time.

But after the arrival of the new nurse, it seemed to bring new life to the villa. Little Shen Lingshu noticed that not only did he not treat himself harshly, but he also cooked delicious food for himself in different ways every day. Fu's family delivered dishes to the villa once a week. Those dishes were monotonous and of poor quality, but he always tried to pick out fresh ones, stir-fried, stir-fried, steamed, boiled...

Every day, Xiao Shen Lingshu couldn't help but eat three big bowls of rice, and his appetite was a hundred times better than that of the old nurse before.

Not only that, every time he hugged himself up, he would do so lightly, as if he was hugging something fragile. And when he wanted to go to the toilet, he didn't dislike it at all.

Little Shen Lingshu is very sensitive. He deliberately looked at Rong Wan's eyes, and found that there was no ridicule, contempt, or sympathy in it, but only calmness. Even children are very sensitive, and little Shen Lingshu can still peep through them. There was a slight distress.

Does he feel sorry for himself

Little Shen Lingshu felt that he had misread again.

In the first few days, little Shen Lingshu treated Rong Wan very badly.

As if he wanted to challenge Rong Wan's endurance limit, he poured the vegetable soup on the bed at every turn, making Rong Wan have to wash the sheets again. When Rong Wan was cooking and washing dishes downstairs, he deliberately yelled to go to the bathroom, causing Rong Wan to rush up, and he said fiercely that he suddenly didn't want to go. Not only that, but he also woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, quarreling for Rong Wan to come in—

As he did so, he stared into Rong Wan's eyes, trying to find a hint of impatience in them.

It must be impatient, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he would be very unwilling to take care of such a cripple like himself, maybe it's just that he didn't show it in front of him.

Maybe behind the scenes, he had already proposed to the Fu family to leave this lifeless villa.

And Rong Wan is like an ignorant child, angry and funny, if there is a mobile phone or camera in the villa, he really wants to take a picture of what Shen Lingshu did when he was a child, and bring it to the timeline when he was twenty-five Go show him, let him see how skinny he was when he was a kid!

If it were any other child, he would definitely be impatient, but who would call this the lover of his two lifetimes? Fortunately, it’s no big deal to clean up the mess. There is a washing machine in the villa, and it’s fine to throw the dirty sheets into the washing machine. As for being called by Xiao Shen Lingshu several times, he still rushes into the room every time, still afraid Little Shen Lingshu really fell out of bed, or really wanted to go to the bathroom.

He treats Shen Lingshu very well, and little Shen Lingshu naturally sees it.

But I still feel uneasy.

After getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for Xiao Shen Lingshu to eat, he tried to make some hawthorn and red dates tea in the kitchen that could nourish his stomach. The kitchen materials sent by the Fu family every week are all leftovers, but some of them can be used.

Half of the red dates are broken, cut off the broken ones with a knife, and wash the rest to soak. As for the hawthorn, there were not many of them, and they were mixed with some rotten vegetables, so they could barely make ends meet.

"Xiao Shen, I'm coming in?" Rong Wan held the teapot and cup, and kicked the door with his toe.

Xiao Shen Lingshu snorted coldly in the room, and said viciously: "You can't call me Xiao Shen."

On the first day when he came, the nurse called him young master, but after a few days of getting along, the nurse became more and more casual with him, and sometimes when he picked him up, he would weigh his weight with a smile. See if he has gained weight - that is a huge insult to Shen Lingshu!

He is a man! Even though his legs couldn't stand after the car accident, and the harsh treatment he received for a year made him thinner than children of the same age.

So that's a point where he's very sensitive and hurts his ego. But this nurse is a little too familiar, if he says hug him, he will hug him without hesitation, and he is weak, so he can't resist!

Rong Wan didn't take it seriously, just let out a chuckle, and pushed the door open.

"What is this?" Little Shen Lingshu's dark eyes stared at the teapot in his hand.

Rong finished pouring out a cup from the teapot, and filtered out the dregs before handing it to Xiao Shen Lingshu: "I made the tea, how about some?"

"Where did you get the materials?" Xiao Shen Lingshu took the tea and stared at him suspiciously.

Rong Wan saw that little Shen Lingshu was looking up at him, his pale face had been recuperated for a while, and it had become much rounder. His dark eyes were big and round, with a vigilant look, but they were still watery. Immediately after the tolerance, the heart was "swish" to be killed by the cuteness—the protagonist's appearance when he was a child was so cute that people couldn't resist it!

"Don't worry about it so much, I asked someone else to bring it in from outside." Rong Wan didn't say that he took it out of the rotten vegetables with great difficulty, so as not to hurt the child's self-esteem.

Little Shen Lingshu asked reluctantly: "Please who? Do you have other friends outside?"

Rong Wan was overjoyed, and subconsciously teased him: "Of course."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shen Lingshu changed his face as soon as he said that he changed his face, and the teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp "bang" sound of breaking. Little Shen Lingshu's face sank, her soft hair covered the anger and gloom in her dark eyes: "I don't want to drink anymore."

Rong Wan: "..." Little boy, your face-changing speed is exactly the same as when you grow up!

"You go." Little Shen Lingshu got into the quilt and covered his head roughly.

"..." Rong Wan didn't know which sentence hit his point of anger. He glanced at the broken glass on the ground, and was afraid that he would accidentally cut Shen Lingshu's skin later, so he had to squat down and put After tidying up the things on the ground, he took the teapot and went downstairs first.

He went into the kitchen, poured himself a glass and took a sip. He thought the taste was okay, so he drank two more glasses. He wasn't angry at all—aside from his infinite patience and tolerance for the protagonist, at this time he was only an eleven-year-old child in front of him, and being angry with a child was really bullying.

After he left, the room suddenly fell silent, not only the room, but the whole villa was as deadly and terrifying as a tomb.

Little Shen Lingshu hid under the quilt, tears welled up in his eyes, and the big beans fell down one by one. There are friends outside, sooner or later he will go out, sooner or later he will leave this gloomy villa, and he has nothing, only Rong Wan is alone, he does not know others, has no other friends, and can never leave here!

Little cripple! Little cripple! Little cripple! Why are you a cripple! He pinched his unconscious calf with his fingers, stared at it with hatred, and curled up like a shrimp.

There was no movement outside, and Rong Wan didn't come up to look for him, did he not want him

He began to hiccup while crying, and his heart began to panic, and fear crawled into his heart. If he keeps making trouble for no reason and forces Rong Wan to leave, the Fu family will definitely replace the old nurse back, and the villa will return to the state where no one cares about him, and no one will treat him kindly...

He hastily wiped away his tears, lifted the quilt and got up, trying to get off the bed.

But it was too hard for him, he fell to the ground, but couldn't climb into the wheelchair in the corner. It was only less than three meters away, but he was sweating profusely. Finally, he reached the wheelchair, opened the door in a panic, and shook the wheelchair to the stairs—

He can't get down.

After Rong finished washing the tea sets in the kitchen, he heard Xiao Shen Lingshu calling him hastily from the stairs on the second floor.

"What's the matter?" Rong Wan thought something happened, and hurriedly wiped his hands and rushed out.

He ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, and Xiao Shen Lingshu suddenly threw himself into his arms, holding his clothes tightly with his small hands, as if he had been bullied by someone, his beautiful face was full of tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Jiang Xiao... Jiang Xiao, I was wrong, don't go."

Rong Wan was startled, then pulled Shen Lingshu's face away: "Why are you crying?"

Little Shen Ling didn't want him to see her, so she buried her face in his arms, and soon wet the clothes in Rong Wan's arms.

Rong Wan had no choice but to hug him with one arm, and slowly stroked his back with one free hand to soothe his sobbing, and said softly: "Okay, okay, I'm here."

He lifted little Shen Lingshu up from the ground, and this time little Shen Lingshu didn't struggle at all, and the sound of sobbing gradually stopped, but he buried his face completely in his arms, awkward and clumsy.

Rong finished walking back to the room and put Xiao Shen Lingshu on the bed.

"Xiao Shen, what's the matter?" Rong Wan helped him to sit on the bed, took off his pajamas and trousers, his knees were all bruised, and he fell to the ground. Rong Wan didn't expect Xiao Shen Lingshu to fall off the bed after he went down for a while, feeling both regretful and distressed, he stretched out his hand to knead him very lightly.

Little Shen Lingshu wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her beautiful dark eyes were still full of water, moist, looking confused and sad, like a sad and wronged little dumpling who urgently needs comfort.

He looked at Rong Wan who was giving him a massage, and said sullenly: "It's okay, I just knocked my knee..."

Rong finished not believing, raised his head to look at him: "Really?"

"Really!" Little Shen Lingshu's face turned dark and wrinkled into a ball.

Rong Wan smiled and didn't tease him anymore. After rubbing his knees for a while, he went to get a basin of hot water, put a hot towel on his knees, and said: "This will make you feel more comfortable. I will use it every day from now on. Put a hot towel on you."

"Every day?" Little Shen Lingshu stared at him closely.

Rong Wan: "Yes."

Xiao Shen Lingshu's tense face finally relaxed, rubbed his eye sockets, wanted to laugh and cry, and finally his face wrinkled into grievance. He looked at the person kneeling in front of him on one knee, at the pair of flexible and slender hands, pinching from his ankle to below his knee, and finally sliding from his knee to his ankle.

He looked at this person's eyes, calm eyes, eyes without pity and contempt, he thought he would never forget them in his life, and he could find them in ashes.

He couldn't help moving.

Rong Wan was still diligently massaging Shen Lingshu, when suddenly he felt a pair of small arms encircling his neck. Little Shen Lingshu bent down, hugged his neck with both hands, buried his small face in the crescent of his neck, and called out awkwardly: "Brother Jiang."

"..." Rong Wan was suddenly happy, is he really called brother? ! The child is so cute, he tilted his head slightly, feeling the tender skin of the child rub against his cheek, which warmed his heart.

If Shen Lingshu in the future timeline knew that he had taken advantage of him, would Shen Lingshu beat him to death

But the word "Jiang" makes people feel a little uncomfortable—

"Tell you my nickname." Rong Wan continued to lie to the child: "Jiang Xiao is a stage name, but my real surname is Rong."

Xiao Shen Lingshu: "What are you holding?"

"What do you care about Rong, call Brother Rong to listen." Rong Wan smiled and pinched Xiao Shen Lingshu's small face, the touch was full of elasticity.

Little Shen Lingshu frowned, but instead of pushing him away ferociously, he called out in a low voice, "Brother Rong."

Rong Wan tried his best to hold back his full stomach, but there was still a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he hugged Xiao Shen Lingshu and turned around, and said with a smile: "Hey, it must be boring in the room, I'll take you down to play .”

He went downstairs with little Shen Lingshu in his arms, and placed him on the sofa, when he suddenly remembered something: "In this villa, do you only read some useless picture books? Didn't it mean that you haven't read for a year?" ?”

When this matter was mentioned, Xiao Shen Lingshu's brows and eyes became a little more gloomy, and he nodded: "Yes."

"I'll teach you." Rong Wan thought to himself, his hard work in the last life finally came in handy, "But this is a secret between us, don't tell others."

Little Shen Lingshu looked at him, still holding his fingers with his little hand, his eyes moved slightly, and he said slowly, "Okay."

The old nurse, surnamed Jiang, was a farmer. He accidentally mentioned that his two sons were also illiterate, and followed him to the city to work. Jiang Xiao in front of him, since he is the youngest son of the old nurse, why can he read and write? Still being so kind to herself, almost beyond the control of the Fu family—

Unless he is actually not Jiang Xiao.

Xiao Shen Lingshu is not a fool, he faintly realized something, but he was afraid of losing the person in front of him, so he didn't say anything.