Chương 4067: Big Trap (7)

"What the hell is corn paste?" Su Yu was confused.

He couldn't be blamed, he had never heard of such a thing.

Huo Mian knew more. She rushed closer and said in a friendly tone, "Okay, thank you, kiddo."

The little girl glanced at them and went to the kitchen.

It was called a kitchen, but it was bare. It was a shed attached to the house with cold winds blowing.

The entire house was dark, and it felt like it was choking them.

Su Yu had only seen such places on TV, on programs about teaching in rural China.

It was hard to imagine that people could live in such poverty with society so developed.

On the wooden bed inside the house, other than a clutter of things, there was an old grandma.

She had a blanket on her legs, but she was shivering from the cold.

"This family is really poor," Huo Siqian commented.

"Be quiet." Huo Mian felt bad.