When his father doesn't talk to him, he can only follow the early childhood education machine again and again.

Occasionally, when his father was in a good mood, he would teach him to draw.

He learned to draw very fast and well.

But sometimes, when he draws a picture that he is particularly satisfied with, he shows it to his father. His father stares at the picture for a while, and then suddenly tears it off like crazy.

Pointing to his nose, he was so furious that he would never be allowed to draw again.

A few days later, as if he had forgotten not to allow him to draw, his father made a good brush and paper for him to draw.

He sat behind the table painting, his father sat beside him, staring at him.

Sometimes, his dad can watch him for hours without moving.

His father was with him. He was very happy.

He tried to make himself draw well.

Sometimes, his painting, let his father praise repeatedly, will hold him to kiss, said he is worthy of his kind.

Sometimes, he would be furious and tear up his paintings.

So again and again, again and again

Until his father died.

After his father died, the gallery was sold.

He went home with his mother.

Since then, when people talk about him, the most he hears is that the child's life is not good.

Yeah.

He really has a bad life.

He didn't go to school, so he had no classmates.

His father won't let him go out to play, so he has no friends.

But he can read and watch TV.

Parents in books and on TV are not like his parents.

He is the only child in his neighborhood who is the most unlucky. He can't eat enough and is beaten every day.

When he escaped from home, he thought about it.

He would rather die alone in the mountains than go back to his so-called home.

"Little brother, how did you get in?" The young tree asked curiously, "tickets are very expensive here."

”Sneaking in, "Wen Qiuci said," I'm so small that no one cares about me. If I come in, I won't go out. "

"Oh," the young tree asked, "how long have you been here?"

Wen Qiuci said: "more than two days."

"Where did your broken pot and bowl come from?" The little guy's endless questions.

Wen Qiuci said: "my mother and my stepfather broke it when they were fighting. Let me throw it. I hid it."

"Oh, oh "

what else does xiaoshumiao want to ask? Ye Xingbei patted his little head:" Xiaoshu, eat first, and you can chat with your little brother after you finish eating. "

"Oh, yes!" Young tree agreed, "ah Wu" bit a big mouthful of meat, small gills help immediately blocked drum drum.

The little guy narrowed his eyes happily: "delicious!"

Gu Junzhu and ye Xingbei are all so amused by him that they reach out to touch his head at the same time.

Ye Xingbei's hand first fell on the head of xiaoshumiao'er. Gu Junzhu's hand fell behind a few seconds and fell on Ye Xingbei's hand.

Ye Xingbei chuckles and holds his hand in his backhand.

They held hands tightly.

Xiao shumiao'er looked up at Gu Junzhu and ye Xingbei, turned back to Wen Qiuci, and said with pride, "little brother, you see, my parents are different from your parents. They have good feelings. They always like to give us dog food! So we should eat meat quickly and eat more meat, otherwise, my parents will eat dog food! "

“……” Ye Xingbei rubbed his head: "how delicious can't block your mouth? Well

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