Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 125 Small Bowl
Several children on the roadside heard what Jiang Lian said and hurriedly followed behind them and shouted.

"Why are you taking her away? She is a freak and a bastard of unknown origin! If you don't believe it, look at it." A little boy was dissatisfied with Jiang Lian taking her away and quickly ran to the little girl's side and pulled off her cloak, exposing her arms. .

For a moment, the girl froze, and the dense scars on her arms were exposed, like centipedes twisting and clinging, ugly and terrifying.

The arms seemed to have been poured with hot oil, forming hard scars with irregular edges shaped like crab legs.

The little boy smiled proudly, as if to say, look, I said she was a freak.

Jiang Lian turned around and noticed the scars on the girl's body, then looked at the boy with a cold expression, and a two-meter-long ice pick suddenly appeared in his hand.

The cold air swept through the surroundings in an instant. When Jiang Lian's eyes came into contact, the little boy trembled with fear and sat directly on the ground. He got up and ran away in embarrassment, disappearing into the alley.

Jiang Lian touched the girl's head, knelt down and tied the cloak back on the girl, and said softly, "Let's go."

After a while, the girl realized what she was doing, stepped on the snowy footprints left by Jiang Lian, and followed step by step.

When they arrived at the inn, Jiang Lian asked the waiter to bring some side dishes to the guest room. While waiting, Jiang Lian asked the girl's name.

"Name... Yu, Xiao Yu." The girl lowered her head and spoke timidly.

"Xiao Yu? Huai Jin holds Yu, is this Yu the wind and crops are gone?" The word "Yu" has a very good meaning, and the name is not bad, Jiang Lian thought to himself.

The small bowl was silent for a few seconds, "No, it's the bowl with a dish underneath the word Yu."

Bowl?After Xiao Yu finished speaking, Jiang Lian fell silent. Which parent would give their child this name? The word "盭" would only make people think of things like spittoon beauty.

A spittoon is a container for collecting phlegm, while a beauty spittoon is a spittoon made by a living person who squats in front of the bed and opens his mouth to catch the thick phlegm spit out by the owner.

There was no water in the guest room. After Jiang Lian got some water, he washed his hands and face and sat obediently at the dining table to wait for his meal.

The small bowl is skinny and underdeveloped, with gray hair that looks very messy, and only one pair of beautiful eyes, like a young elk drinking water by the stream, clear and ignorant.

He is a very beautiful child, with a beauty that is indistinguishable from male to female.

The food arrived not long after, and the waiter placed two pairs of bowls and chopsticks next to the two of them and left.

There are sesame cakes, bean rice, fertilized chicken, steamed fish, fried tofu, fried tofu with celery, etc. on the table.

There was a candle lit under the fried tofu plate to keep it warm, and it was sizzling inside the plate.

Xiao Yu looked at Jiang Lian and didn't move his chopsticks. He just sat there, as if waiting for Jiang Lian to eat first.

"You eat the small bowl. I've eaten it and now I'm not hungry." Jiang Lian said. She ate a lot at Chu Ming's place and now she's really not hungry at all.

"Can I eat all of these?" Xiao Yu asked tentatively, pointing to the dishes on the table, and his stomach growled.

"Of course, if you don't have enough, please order more."

After receiving the instruction, Xiao Yu immediately grabbed a piece of sesame seed cake and gulped it down.After choking on the sesame cake, Jiang Lian handed Xiao Yu a glass of water. It seemed that the child was really hungry.

After swallowing a piece of sesame seed cake in several mouthfuls, Xiao Yu reached out to the steamed fish, grabbed the fish meat and tore it into big bites.She swallowed every little thorn in the fish meat.

Xiao Yu's hands were already covered with soup at this time. He ate a whole fish and then grabbed the fried tofu.

The temperature of the fried tofu is high, and the small bowl seems to have no feeling, so I devour it and put it into my mouth with my hand.

(End of this chapter)