She brought out another bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him, and finally handed him a multigrain bun.
Gu Jin asked, "Is this enough to eat?"
An Mingji lowered his head to look at the food in front of him. Hearing Gu Jin's question, he couldn't help but have his eyes turn red.
He choked up and said, "It's enough, it's enough—"
Gu Jin heard the unnatural tone in his voice and understood his feelings. For years, the child had been subjected to scorn in the village. It was already fortunate to have something to eat, let alone have enough to fill the stomach.
In her dreams, she even saw him, desperate with hunger, gnawing on the bark from the trees in the back mountain.
That was something she never saw after her death in her past life, and it truly tugged at the heartstrings.
Gu Jin sat beside An Mingji, stroked his head, and said softly, "Eat, there's more if it's not enough."
"Mm."
