After being reborn as a widowed wife, she holds the supermarket space in her hands

Chapter 104 The Situation of Shen Xiaojun
Ding Xiaolan's heart softened, seeing him like this, her eyes were already red, she looked at Gao Wen pleadingly.

"Sister-in-law, let's give him something to eat."

If this was the old Gao Wen, Ding Xiaolan would not dare to say such a thing, but she feels that the current Gao Wen will definitely agree.

Sure enough, Gao Wen didn't say anything, and asked Ding Xiaolan to pick some cucumbers and tomatoes in the backyard.

Gao Wen himself filled a small bowl of porridge for Shen Xiaojun, which was mixed with rice and millet, a little more than half of the bowl.

She glanced at the steamed buns aside, thought about it and still didn't take it.

After giving all the things to Shen Xiaojun, Gao Wen said: "Just return the bowl tomorrow. You can pick whatever you want from the vegetables in my backyard."

Shen Xiaojun kept bowing and thanking him with a dull expression, and almost knelt down to Gao Wen.

Gao Wen hurriedly stopped him and let him leave.

The coldness and warmth of human relationships over the years has already made Shen Xiaojun a little numb.

Gao Wen's kind deed did not make him feel the slightest ripple, but a doubt flashed in his empty eyes.

Shen Xiaojun also heard something about the Ding family and Gao Wen's affairs recently, but he didn't expect Gao Wen to become so good.

Looking at the things in his hands, Shen Xiaojun still couldn't believe that the person who beat and scolded him once gave him food and even smiled at him.

Just as he was wondering, someone blocked Shen Xiaojun's way.

"Show me what delicious food Gao Wen gave you?"

Several people gathered around, and when they saw the porridge in the bowl, they clicked their tongues a few times.

Cucumbers and tomatoes, everyone has them, it's not surprising, I just feel that Gao Wen is using those broken things to send Shen Xiaojun away.

"It seems that Ding's food is not very good."

"Gao Wen borrowed so much money from the savings bank, they have to save some food, how can they have money to eat and drink?"

"That's better than us. Look, it's just a small bowl of porridge. Who of you can give Xiaojun so much food?"

Everyone dismissed this, Shen Xiaojun is not sure whether he can grow up, it is a waste to give him things.

Shen Xiaojun listened to everyone's discussion indifferently, without saying a word.

When he left, no one found out, of course, they didn't care at all.

As for the situation here, Gao Wen took a serious look at it.

Shen Xiaojun suddenly came to beg for food, Gao Wen immediately sensed something was wrong.

So she quietly followed behind Shen Xiaojun and saw this scene.

Gao Wen immediately understood that someone must have instigated him, and used Shen Xiaojun to investigate the situation of Ding's family and confirm whether she really borrowed money.

Gao Wen was glad that he did the right thing.

Shen Xiaojun returned home and poured the porridge into his own basin.

In the past, when he ate with other people's bowls, he was scolded, and others thought he was dirty. Since then, he has not dared to use other people's things.

At the end, Shen Xiaojun's eyes widened, and there was a chicken leg and several slices of sausage underneath.

Shen Xiaojun could no longer maintain his composure, his eye circles were red, and he couldn't move for a long time.

On the side of the Ding family, Gao Wen asked, "Does Shen Xiaojun's family have no land? Are there no one in his family to take care of him?"

Ding Xiaolan stopped eating, her voice choked with sobs, "Shen Xiaojun was only three or four years old when his parents died, and no one wanted him to be an oil bottle.

Later, the village head thought he was too pitiful, so he rented out his family's three acres of land, and the rented family was responsible for supporting Shen Xiaojun.

But the village chief couldn't watch him every day, because that family didn't take good care of him, and Shen Xiaojun often didn't have enough to eat.

When he was seven or eight years old, the food provided to Shen Xiaojun by that family became less and less. "

(End of this chapter)