[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 452 The Desperate Babysitter 6

Yuan Ailin's eyes widened: "Mom, if I eat so much, my stomach will burst!"

"You know you can't finish it, so why did you cook so much?" Lin Sumei didn't let him go, "Eat!"

"Mom!" Yuan Ailin was angry. "Can you please stop being so unreasonable? You're interrupting my work!"

Lin Sumei raised her eyebrows: "You wasted food, and you dare to yell at me?"

She grabbed Yuan Ailin by the collar, raised her hand, and slapped him in the face: "I told you not to waste food! I told you not to learn your lesson!"

"Ouch!"

The slap like a heavy hammer fell on his body. Yuan Ailin didn't dare to fight back for fear of hurting Lin Sumei, so he could only hide here and there in embarrassment.

"Dad, please take care of Mom!" Yuan Ailin asked her father for help.

Yuan Xiangguo scratched his head and looked at Lin Sumei cautiously.

Lin Sumei glared at him and said, "Yuan Xiangguo, catch this brat!"

Then, Yuan Ailin was caught by his biological father.

Yuan Ailin broke down and cried: "Dad, you betrayed our friendship. I don't want to be with you anymore!"

Yuan Xiangguo lowered his head and said nothing, but his hands were tightly grasping the back of Yuan Ailin's collar and would not let go.

After all this commotion, I couldn’t shoot any video.

Standing at the gate of Yuan's house, the dazed Wang Taotao shuddered and ran away with his buttocks tucked between his legs.

Xiaolin's mother is so scary!

In the end, under the coercion of Lin Sumei, Yuan Ailin ate a large bowl of instant noodles that had turned white with tears in her eyes, and fell asleep while crying and burping.

Lin Sumei put the remaining instant noodles and fried chicken in the refrigerator, preparing to let Yuan Ailin eat them the next day.

Yuan Xiangguo hesitated to speak, but Lin Sumei spoke first: "Yuan Xiangguo, are you just going to let your son waste food?"

She put her hands on her hips and said, "Have you forgotten the time when you were hungry?"

Yuan Xiangguo lost both his parents when he was young and had to beg for food at his uncle's house.

It's not a pleasant feeling to live under someone else's roof. I don't even dare to pick up my chopsticks at the dinner table.

After getting married, the two lived in poverty for a while. They ate a pound of noodles for several days, and drank water when they were too hungry to bear it.

Later, when life got better, I was able to have enough food to eat.

After hearing what Lin Sumei said, Yuan Xiangguo also remembered the past events, his face showed shame, and he lowered his head and remained silent.

Lin Sumei searched in the space and found several nightmare talismans.

Although the nightmare talisman cannot exert its great power due to the thin spiritual energy in this world, it is enough to deal with Yuan Ailin.

She made up a nightmare and then stuck the nightmare talisman on the sleeping Yuan Ailin.

Boy, I'm going to teach you a good lesson today!

There was a burning pain in my stomach, as if a hand was stirring it.

Hungry, so hungry...

Yuan Ailin stood in the scorching sun, surrounded by people with big heads, small bodies, and skinny bodies.

He covered his aching stomach and followed the crowd forward step by step.

No one was talking around, and everyone looked numb, like zombies. From time to time, someone fell to the ground and was dragged into the pile of yellow sand nearby.

Yuan Ailin realized their intentions and felt a chill in his heart, but he was powerless to stop them.

Just like that, walking and walking.

Yuan Ailin's legs became heavier and heavier, and his eyes began to blur.

He couldn't walk anymore and sat down on the ground.

No one looked at him; they all walked forward with blank eyes.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage appeared in his sight.

The hot wind blew up the car curtain, revealing a face inside that looked somewhat familiar to Yuan Ailin.

He was a little confused and wanted to recognize the other person's identity, but his extreme hunger made it impossible for him to think.

The other party noticed his gaze and suddenly laughed. He picked up a steamed bun from the small table in the carriage, chewed it a few times, and then spit it out on the ground.

Then, the other person picked up another piece of golden fried chicken, chewed it, and spit it out.

Yuan Ailin stared blankly at the other person's actions, his mind a mess.

He... what is he doing?

he is……

Waste of food...

He's here, wasting food!

Yuan Ailin wanted to rush over and grab the other person's neck, but his weak limbs were like shackles, and it took a huge amount of strength to lift his hands.

The carriage passed by him, but Yuan Ailin was unable to take any action.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but there was no way.

As time went by, Yuan Ailin felt his vision gradually blurred, and a layer of white mist covered his eyes.

Hungry……

I'm so hungry...

Yuan Ailin lay on the ground, looking at the pale sky, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he suddenly remembered the man's face.

It was his own face.

After Lin Sumei put the nightmare talisman on Yuan Ailin, she ignored him and went back to her room.

Yuan Xiangguo had already spread the mattress on the ground.

In the past, every time the original body came back, he disliked Yuan Xiangguo and refused to sleep with him.

So every time, Yuan Xiangguo slept on the floor.

Lin Sumei had no intention of changing this situation and had a big bed to herself.

The next morning, Lin Sumei was still lying in bed, but Yuan Xiangguo had already tidied up the bedding and went outside to wash up.

Yuan Xiangguo walked out of the room and suddenly heard rustling sounds coming from the kitchen.

He felt strange and hurried over.

"Ouch!!!"

Yuan Xiangguo was startled by Yuan Ailin, who was sitting on the kitchen floor, eating with her bowl in hand. "Xiao Lin?"

Yuan Ailin raised her head and cried to Yuan Xiangguo, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

He had a nightmare that night and died seven or eight times, each time from starvation.

When he woke up, the pain of being on the verge of death seemed so real that his stomach began to cramp.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yuan Ailin stumbled to his feet and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Last night, Lin Sumei had cleaned the kitchen in advance. Apart from the half bowl of instant noodles that had become swollen and white left by Yuan Ailin, not even a scallion was left.

Surrounded by the fear of starving to death, Yuan Ailin didn't care about anything else. He took out the leftover instant noodles from the refrigerator and stuffed them into his mouth with trembling hands.

"Wow...it's so delicious..." Yuan Ailin said while crying.

Lin Sumei, who was woken up, yawned and walked out of the room. Looking at the embarrassed Yuan Ailin, she snorted coldly: "Are you still wasting food?"

"No, no, no," Yuan Ailin shook her head, "I won't do this again, wuwuwu..."

Lin Sumei stared at Yuan Ailin for a long time and felt a little uneasy.

So that night, a new nightmare symbol appeared on Yuan Ailin.

This time, he no longer experienced starvation over and over again, but was dragged into the mortar hell.

Mortar Hell, the twelfth level of hell, is specifically used to punish people who wasted food during their lifetime.

Yuan Ailin was placed in the mortar and beaten repeatedly with a huge pestle until he was pounded into a pool of mud.

The next day, Yuan Ailin woke up in a daze and fainted on the ground as soon as he stood up. He had a fever in the hospital for three days.

After waking up, he pulled Lin Sumei and burst into tears: "Mom, I will never waste food again!"