Chapter 203 Original Sin 12
Seeing that kid sneaking into her mom’s room while she wasn’t around made Shuangshuang’s heart tighten. Shuangshuang knew all too well that kids aged ten or so were at their mischievous rebellious stage. They often lacked empathy and enjoyed bullying others. In her previous life, Shuangshuang struggled to make a living while taking care of the crazed Feng Jinyan and was often harassed by such troublesome kids, causing her to instinctively loathe children, especially boys!
The kid who snuck in had a back that clearly belonged to an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, right in the age range where they were unbearably mischievous without any sense of right or wrong.
Shuangshuang put down the basket on her back, gritted her teeth, and angrily found a thick wooden stick from the yard! She stormed into the house, determined to teach this brat who dared to bully her mom a lesson.
Who would have guessed that when Shuangshuang stormed in, the scene in her imagination of a brat bullying her honest mother wasn’t there. Instead, she saw her mom, Feng Jinyan, holding a big bun in one hand, eating it heartily, with another bun tucked in her arms as if she wouldn’t share it with anyone.
Opposite Feng Jinyan, the boy who had snuck in was also holding a big bun, eating and saying, "See? I wasn’t lying, right? My mom’s buns are especially delicious. While no one’s home, hurry and eat them all up. Make sure nobody sees and snatches them away!"
Shuangshuang recognized the kid, a neighbor’s child named Little Stone. She didn’t know his full name, and she hadn’t interacted much with his family. She never expected Little Stone to bring food for her mother.
Feng Jinyan, who was eating, was the first to see Shuangshuang. Her eyes lit up upon seeing Shuangshuang, and in her eagerness, she wanted to crawl over. But remembering Shuangshuang’s stern warnings not to crawl, Feng Jinyan changed her mind and approached her on foot lamely.
She awkwardly walked over to Shuangshuang and offered the bun she had tightly held, her eyes shining, saying, "Shuangshuang, eat! It’s delicious!"
Of course, Shuangshuang wouldn’t eat it. The bun was filled with lots of meat, and the dough was made from pure white flour—food that even the wealthier families in the village rarely ate.
Feng Jinyan, unaware and happily eating, had Shuangshuang aware of the bun’s value, so she couldn’t just eat it. Shuangshuang took the bun from Feng Jinyan, intending to return it to Little Stone, only to realize when she turned around that Little Stone had already slipped away unnoticed.
Shuangshuang helplessly chuckled, coaxed Feng Jinyan into finishing the bun, and thought of what to give Little Stone’s family in return. Such good food must have been stealthily taken by Little Stone. She couldn’t let his kindness towards her mom result in him being scolded or beaten!
After some thought, there were only rice and bone broth left. Giving too little rice wouldn’t look good—giving just a handful wouldn’t even be enough for a meal, and too much would hurt her, as she couldn’t often afford rice.
So Shuangshuang picked about three pounds of bones, carrying them to Little Stone’s house. Their house was made of red bricks, spacious, with a small vegetable garden fenced within the yard. They grew some fruits and vegetables, enough to eat and even sell some, or dry them to save for winter.