Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

Chapter 256: The story before Shen Yanfeng went to the fast-through bureau (a little sadistic)

Shen Yanfeng is a left-behind child. To be exact, he was a left-behind child three minutes ago.

When he received the news of his parents' death, he was hiding under a bridge in the village to avoid the sudden heavy rain.

The rain came so suddenly and without warning, washing away the land on the mountain and rolling the huge rocks down the cliff.

Unfortunately, Shen Yanfeng's house was right at the foot of the mountain where the boulder slid.

The little mud house that was so dilapidated that it no longer provided any shelter from the wind and rain finally ended its mission today.

Fortunately, Shen Yanfeng ran fast and was not buried underground forever along with the house.

It was raining heavily and Shen Yanfeng had nowhere to go. The land under his feet was the only dry place he could find.

However, heavy rain caused the water level to rise sharply, and the river water rushed against the river bank, eroding the little remaining land under Shen Yanfeng's feet bit by bit.

Maybe... he will also die tonight.

Maybe it would be better to die, Shen Yanfeng thought.

After giving birth to him, his parents left him alone in this small mountain village, leaving him only twenty yuan and an old and dying ox when they left.

They clearly said that they would come back after making money outside, but Shen Yanfeng waited alone in the small earthen house for a long time.

He took good care of the old ox and was reluctant to spend the twenty yuan. When he was hungry, he went to the mountains to find wild vegetables to eat. When he was thirsty, he went to the cave to get some spring water to drink.

Occasionally, some kind-hearted people would feel sorry for him and give him a meal or two, such as the village chief.

But Shen Yanfeng was embarrassed to go to other people's homes for free meals often because the village chief's wife didn't like him very much.

I waited for four whole years, but instead of receiving any news from my parents, I received a rainstorm.

The cold wind hit Shen Yanfeng, making his thin body shiver.

The river water has already reached my feet, and perhaps in a few minutes it will reach my calves.

Shen Yanfeng used to like swimming in this river because it was always very hot in the summer. Other people had fans at home, but he didn’t, so when he was hot he could only soak himself in the water.

But he was always the only one soaking in the water, because all the children in the village were warned by the adults not to play with him.

Shen Yanfeng was not very clear about the specific reason, but he didn't care. It didn't matter whether there was anyone playing with him or not.

He still had the old ox to feed, the grass in the fields to be cut, and he didn't know where to get dinner.

Living was already difficult for him, and he didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

But now, the cold river water hit Shen Yanfeng's body, like countless hard steel knives stabbing into his body, and it was so cold that Shen Yanfeng could only hug himself tightly.

When the flashlight shone on Shen Yanfeng, the water had already reached his chest.

Fortunately, there was an old tree root on the shore, which had been sawed off to build the bridge.

Shen Yanfeng still remembered that he used to like climbing to the top of this tree and waiting for his parents to come back.

But on the third month of their journey, the tree was cut down to build a bridge.

Fortunately, its roots were still strong, and Shen Yanfeng held on to the wooden stake for a long time.

He thought about letting go countless times, but for some reason he just kept holding on tighter.

"Xiaofeng, where are you, Xiaofeng!" The distant calls came from afar, but when they entered Shen Yaonafeng's ears, they became illusory and unreal.

Was it someone calling him, or was it a dying hallucination?

The shouts were getting closer and closer, until Shen Yanfeng was embraced by a white-haired old man, he was sure that he was rescued and not dead.

The village chief’s surname is also Shen, Shen Ren. To be honest, Shen Yanfeng has to call him uncle.

But everyone called him the village chief, and Shen Yanfeng followed suit.

"Xiao Feng, why didn't you say anything when I called you? My dear child... you must be scared."

The village chief hugged Sheng Yanfeng's thin body and hid him under his raincoat, blocking most of the rain for him.

But Shen Yanfeng still felt cold. His body was full of water, as if he was wearing a coat made of ice. Shen Yanfeng was so cold that he could do nothing but shiver.

His mind was not very clear and he felt groggy. It seemed as if he had a high fever.

He was in good health, so how could he have a high fever? He never dared to have a fever or get sick because he had no money to seek medical treatment.

Even if I get sick, most of the time I can get over it on my own.

But this time, he had a really serious fever.

In a daze, Shen Yanfeng seemed to hear the village chief's wife yelling and cursing again.

This time, Shen Yanfeng heard it clearly. What he said was that his parents died on the construction site in the third month after he left.

Like the tree, it died in the third month after leaving.

So... he's dead... Shen Yanfeng thought, fortunately, fortunately she doesn't want him anymore.

But from then on...he went from being a left-behind child to an orphan.

He is an orphan, and from now on he has no relatives in this world...

It would be better to let him die under the bridge, maybe that would be easier.

It’s a pity that God didn’t want him to die, and finally let him survive.

The quilt in the village chief's house is very warm and soft.

Shen Yanfeng hadn't slept in a warm and dry bed for a long time. His old house was always leaking, and the quilt was very heavy due to the rain, and Shen Yanfeng couldn't hold it.

Therefore, he could only sleep in a slightly damp quilt all year round.

Sometimes even if the quilt is dried, it will soon be soaked by another rain.

Later, Shen Yanfeng simply ignored it. He slept on it when it was dry, and when it rained, he put a plastic sheet on the table at home and covered himself with clothes to sleep.

The bed beneath me seemed to be padded with a lot of soft quilts, so it was not uncomfortable to sleep on it. It was very soft and comfortable.

Shen Yanyan was a little reluctant to wake up. He was afraid that when he woke up he would find that everything was just a dream.

But it seemed like something was moving into his arms, and the soft touch startled him.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the person in his arms was a little boy who looked about the same age as him.

But this child looked much fairer than him, and his skin was like a peeled boiled egg, white and tender.

In fact, Shen Yanfeng was not quite sure whether he was a boy or a girl because he was so handsome.

Shen Yanfeng had never seen such a beautiful child.

If he didn't have the same thing as himself, Shen Yanfeng really wouldn't be able to be sure of his gender.

The two of them were so close that it was hard for Shen Yanfeng not to notice their identical body structure.

The person in his arms seemed to be sleeping more restlessly than him, and kept trying to get into his arms.

Apart from his parents, Shen Yanfeng rarely gets so close to others.

The rain was still falling outside, and occasionally a thunderclap would roar, making the person in my arms seem even more uneasy.

Shen Yanfeng had no choice but to try to hold the man in his arms, pat his back, and do everything he could to calm him down.

He only remembered that his mother coaxed him like this when he was a child.

Now, he coaxes the child in the same way.