Chapter 147 The Unfortunate Brothers 3

Feng Qingxue knelt on the straw pile and hugged Guan Yu.

Guan Yu's forehead was burning, but he was very afraid of the cold. His thin body shivered constantly. The tattered clothes were not enough to resist the spring cold. Feng Qingxue reached into the backpack and took out a cotton jacket in the space and wrapped it around him.

In her spare time, in addition to reading and practicing calligraphy, she would use the cloth stored in the space to make clothes.

The cloth was all that had appeared so far.

When I was looking for things for Lu Jiang before, I sorted out the space and found more than a dozen bags of cloth, clothes, shoes and socks, and labor protection supplies that were cheaply processed by the manufacturer. Each big bag was like a small mountain, and basically could be used in this era.

With Feng Qingxue's body temperature and a thick cotton jacket, Guan Yu slowly stopped shaking so badly.

The older girl carefully hid the remaining half of the steamed bread in her pocket for tomorrow's meal, then squatted beside Feng Qingxue, looked at Guan Yu wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket with envy, and said, "Sister, who are you to Guan Yu's family? You are so nice to him. We have lived here with Guan Cheng and Guan Yu for several years, and no one has ever come to see him."

"Guan Cheng and Guan Yu have lived here for several years?" Feng Qingxue only heard this sentence.

"Yes, not long after Guan Yu was born, Guan Cheng often brought him here. The name Guan Yu was given by Guan Cheng! His stepfather's family had no place for them to live, so they ordered Guan Cheng to work during the day and drove him out at night. Guan Cheng never drank a sip of water from their family. Many people starved to death in the past two years, and my father and mother didn't want me anymore. They thought I was wasting food, so I came out to make a living with them. Guan Cheng has been living here with Guan Yu and has never returned to his stepfather's house."

Feng Qingxue looked very unhappy.

It seems that what Chen Ming asked someone to find out was not entirely the truth.

Guancheng and Guanyu were not recently driven out of their homes and became street children, but they have been living outside from the beginning to the end. No one loves them and no one cares about them. They rely on themselves to make a living.

"Sister, you haven't answered me yet. Who are you to them? You are so nice. You gave us food when you came. We haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. Now we go outside to dig wild vegetables to eat." The older girl asked.

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "I am a relative of the two brothers. I asked someone to find out their whereabouts and rushed here."

"You are so nice! Now every household is hungry. You are willing to come to them. You are really the best person in the world!"

"What's your name? How old are you this year?" Feng Qingxue looked at the girl in front of her. She was pale and thin, with ragged clothes, but her eyes were as lively as paint.

The girl smiled shyly, "I don't have a name. My parents call me Erya. My last name is Zhang, Zhang Erya."

After saying her name, Zhang Erya remembered another question asked by Feng Qingxue, and then answered: "I am twelve years old this year. I started begging when I was ten years old."

A ten-year-old girl was kicked out of the house? How cruel are the parents?

There are still many children of all ages in the ruined temple. Why did they fall to this place?

Unconsciously asking the question in her heart, Zhang Erya followed Feng Qingxue's gaze and looked at the group of children who were licking the steamed buns and couldn't bear to eat them, and whispered: "In fact, we are lucky. We were just kicked out, not eaten! Some hungry people gave their children to each other's families to cook and eat!"