Nan Guanyue, who came back with Alexander, wept bitterly.

Alexander didn't know about the existence of Nan Guanyue, he touched Peng Peng's head, "Why did you say that your uncle is here to save you?" ”

Feeling the kindness brought by Alexander, Peng Peng's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, "Mom used to tell me stories, saying that when the child in the story is in danger, there will be a hero to save him, I am so hungry now, my uncle appeared, and my uncle is a hero!" ”

The mother in his mouth naturally refers to Nanguanyue.

Generally speaking, it is not easy for two or three-year-old children to remember, but Weng Meizhen's beating made him remember more and more the beauty of his biological mother, so he firmly remembered what Nan Guanyue said before.

"Peng Peng, Peng Peng, my Peng Peng......" Nan Guanyue's heart was so painful that she was almost out of breath.

Alexander nodded to Peng Peng, who was full of anticipation, and said softly: "Yes, uncle is here to save Peng Peng." Your name is Peng Peng, right? Peng Peng, my uncle told you that my uncle is your mother's friend, and I heard that you have been hungry for a long, long time, so my uncle will send you a little food first, and he will soon save you out. ”

Hearing that there was something to eat, Peng Peng immediately crawled out of the corner.

Seeing his appearance, Alexander's eyes were even more angry.

What did he see?

A little boy who was almost skinny, dressed in shabby clothes, not even cotton clothes, but very thin autumn clothes, hung empty on him like rags.

The body is thin, and the head and eyes are very large, very asymmetrical.

Alexander put down his food and lifted his clothes.

His body was scrawny and bony, without a single bit of flesh, and it was covered in bruises and scars.

Burns, cuts, and marks that were clearly drawn with a stick.

There was a large patch of wrinkled skin on his chest, which Alexander recognized, which had been turned into this way without treatment after the burn, and looking at the shape of the burn, it was obvious that it had been splashed with hot soup, hot water, etc.

Peng Peng shrank back and said pitifully: "Uncle, I'm so cold, where is the food?" ”

Alexander came back to his senses, put down his clothes, picked up the thermos, poured the porridge into the bowl he brought, blew it gently, it felt warm and not too hot, and then handed it to him, "Drink slowly, don't worry." ”

Alexander didn't let him be anxious, but could Peng Peng, who had been hungry for two days, not be anxious?

He devoured a bowl of porridge in a moment, and looked at the thermos flask with a wistful look.

Alexander touched his face, handed him a piece of bread, and said softly: "Uncle will send it to you later, you have been hungry for a long time, you can't eat too much, otherwise your stomach will hurt." ”

Peng Peng patted his stomach, "Uncle, I'm actually full, but I don't know if I can meet my uncle next time, I'm so afraid that I won't eat in the future, so I want to eat more." ”

Three-year-olds rarely express themselves so clearly.

He is noticeably much smarter than the average three-year-old and speaks very well.

Rao was Alexander who worked hard in the bloody storm, and after listening to his words, he also felt sad.

A bowl of porridge was full, indicating that his stomach had shrunk to a very small size due to long-term abuse.

Alexander took back the bread slices, wrapped them with other food, and taught him to hide them in a corner, cover them with a futon, and eat them secretly when he was hungry, and clean up all the crumbs when he was done.

After the instructions, Alexander left in Peng Peng's reluctance.

Alexander originally wanted to buy him a hot water bottle, but he was afraid that he would be found out at a young age, so he had no choice but to give up.

When he returned to the hotel, the charity gala had already begun.