Five months later.

Dali, Yunnan.

A small bookstore opened quietly.

The location of the bookstore is not even on the main street. At the corner of a B & B, the location is not big. There are small bridges and flowing water in front of the door, and there are triangle plum blossoms which are opened very warmly. The antique buildings look very charming.

If ordinary people don't pay much attention, they can't see the bookstore here.

The name of the bookstore is "micro painting time".

The layout in the bookstore is more simple.

The walls are antique brick walls, rows of brown bookshelves, all kinds of books are classified, and there are lovely succulent or green plants on the shelves, of course, not to mention Yunnan's most famous flowers.

The sofa and reading table are also designed to be very comfortable. It is a leisurely time to order a pot of tea, a few snacks, and the fragrance of books.

The layout, the overall color, including the tableware used for tea and so on, make people feel particularly comfortable and relaxed.

Behind the window next to the main door is a display cabinet with some exquisite wood carvings on it.

It can be seen that the sculptors are very ordinary. The sculptors are either young or beginners. The things carved out are very rough, but the shapes are very cute and lively.

The cash register is located near the corner of the wall. There is a lamp on the table. A little boy with jade carving is lying on the table doing manual work. Next to the little boy is a very beautiful girl, typing into the laptop.

"Mom, the teacher said there would be a parents' meeting tomorrow, and let us prepare snacks to share with the children." The pocket pocket carefully pasted the arm to the little girl on the manual work, turned to look at the cloud painting and said.

Yun Hua nodded, "what kind of snacks do you want to prepare?"

"Fruit and cake." "Mom, I can wash the fruit myself," he said

"OK, mom will prepare the cake for you."

"Thank you, mom." Chudou said with a smile, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Mom, why has the elder sister over there been looking at us?"

Cloud painting looked up at the past.

The two girls on the seat beside the window put a book in front of them, ordered a pot of tea and a dish of flower cakes. Now they are holding their mobile phones to cloud paintings and pockets

Cloud painting was silent for a moment, whispered to his pocket, and then walked over, smiling, "what can I do for you?"

Two girls secretly photographed the bag and spat out her tongue awkwardly. "I'm sorry, but I think you and your brother are too beautiful. I can't help but want to take pictures."

"It's not my brother, it's my son." But I don't want our photos to be published, so I'm sorry, could you please delete the picture? "

The voice of cloud painting is very gentle, and the smile is particularly good-looking. When such a person talks to you, no matter what she says, you will be willing.

The two girls reddened their faces and deleted the photos they had just taken. They also handed their mobile phones to Yun Hua. "Look, I've deleted them. I'm really sorry. However, the child is really your son, but you look very small

"It doesn't matter. Pocket is really my son. " Yunhua pushed back the girl's mobile phone, didn't check it in person and didn't explain anything more. She said with a smile, "would you like to taste the yogurt here? The yogurt here is made of yak milk fermentation, which is very delicious

"Yes, thank you."

Yunhua nodded slightly and turned back.

After a while, I personally delivered two cups of yogurt and fruit platter.

Both girls were embarrassed.

When they checked out, they found that Yunhua gave them a 50% discount, and they also gave them two hand gifts respectively. The two girls were so elated.

After going out, a girl was still saying, "in fact, there was a photo that I was transferred to other places. It was not deleted. It was really too much to give up. It was so beautiful that I wanted to keep it for my collection."

"I'd better delete it. I don't want to be exposed, so let's leave." Another girl said.

"Well, look, is this picture super beautiful I really can't bear to... " The girl bit her teeth and said, "what a pity. If this picture is sent to microblog, it is absolutely the most beautiful mother and son in the whole network. With these two faces, one big and one small, it is absolutely popular. After becoming a net star, the business in the store will be very hot. I didn't expect the boss to

"Maybe the boss doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Don't want to be disturbed. What store? The rent of this place is very expensive. Although the location of this bookstore is more partial, the rent is not cheap... "

"Who knows, forget it."

"Come on, people don't want to, and I won't infringe on their portrait right." While talking, the girl posted a micro blog - a trip to Yunnan, clocking out the "micro painting time" bookstore.

……

It's just a very small episode.There are not many customers in the shop. Occasionally, most of them are casual tourists who want to have a look at any corner and corner, and then they can feel the "micro painting time" side.

Opening this shop, cloud painting really doesn't want to make money. It just relaxes itself and gives pocket a relatively normal growth environment. I'm in kindergarten. It's nearby.

Although, with his IQ, he can go to primary school directly, but Yun Hua still thinks that he should let him go to kindergarten for a year and get used to it.

Of course, it's also troublesome to want to go to primary school under the age of 6. There are no restrictions on private schools, but obviously, no matter how troublesome it is for cloud painting, she just wants to have a normal childhood. If Doudou really insists on skipping, let him jump. Now he should adapt to it.

Cloud painting daily life is very regular.

She got up in the morning, made breakfast for Doudou, saw him take him to kindergarten after breakfast, and then she went to the market to buy some fresh vegetables, flowers and so on.

When you return to the bookstore, you open the door slowly. It doesn't matter if there are any guests.

At about 4:30 p.m., the school bus will bring the bag back.

If there are guests, they will open the shop until the guests leave. If there are no guests, they will close the shop earlier for dinner. After dinner, Yunhua will take his pocket to the street and go around.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the mother and son washed up and read for a while and then went to bed.

Such a life is very plain, but also very comfortable.

The change of pocket was very big. He became more and more cheerful, and even became a little naughty. He would play with the children nearby, learn to play hide and seek, learn to play house, learn to kick shuttlecock, and even learn to climb trees.

Play for a while back, on a sweat, small face red.

Cloud painting is very happy.

Sure enough, children just want to play with them. In M country, there were not many children living around, family conditions were more complex, and playing with them was relatively short, so children's nature was not released.

Now, pocket, it's like a real kid.

Yunhua will also make some biscuits and give them to their friends. In a few days, it has become the most popular playmate for children. Of course, it also has something to do with the good-looking pocket. Even children will like beautiful and clean children.

……

Children's world, there are also intrigues, the most straightforward intrigue is: I pull small partners together, do not play with you!

After he captured the hearts of the children around him so quickly, Yang Dongyu, the original child king, gave up. He warned his former friends in private that he was not allowed to play with the new comer and beat you if he didn't obey the orders.

So, when the pocket bag again with a small biscuit to play with a small partner, but found that the small partners are missing, only Yang Dong, blocked in front of him.

Yang Dong is already 7 years old, and his 5th birthday has not yet passed. On his head, Doudou is not as good as Yang Dong.

Yang Dong hands akimbo, viciously blocked the pocket: "I am the boss, remember not!"

Doudou blinked his eyes, as if he were confused and did not speak.

Yang Dong thought that his pocket would not accept it, so he was angry. He directly reached for the bag and said, "call out the things!"

The pocket took a look at the biscuit bag in his hand. "Do you want this? I was going to treat you to it. "

Yang Dong:

Looking at the kid's pure white expression, suddenly can't get up, how to do? You can't do it, you can't do it.

Yang Dong looks tangled.

However, he had already stuffed the biscuit bag in his hand to Yang Dong, "if you want to eat, tell me, I let my mother do it, and my mother will make many kinds of biscuits!"

Yang Dong looked at the pocket for a while, but he was at a loss. In order to protect his boss's dignity, he stomped his feet and dropped the biscuit bag on the ground. He also stepped on it fiercely, "who wants to eat your biscuit! I tell you, I'll call you boss when I see you, otherwise I'll beat you once! Go

Yang Dong took the other two small attendants and left with a high spirit.

His face was blank.

He looked at the cookie bag that had been trampled on the ground. When he picked it up, the biscuit inside had already broken.

He can't help but turn his head and look at Yang Dong, who is striding away. He doesn't understand what happened.

"You've been bullied, little fool."

A deep, magnetic voice sounded.

Pocket suddenly turned his head, saw a tall man slowly squat down in front of him, reached out to take his biscuit bag, opened it and had a look, "it's just a little broken, it can be eaten."

But he didn't care about biscuits. He said happily, "uncle! See you again! Do you remember me? At the airport, in the bathroom, help me with the hand sanitizer. "

How could Bo Si Qing not remember.

As a matter of fact, he came straight up just now because he saw him.Originally, the big boy was not a bear, and he didn't really mean to hit the child. If the child didn't carry a bag, he would not come over. He happened to see that it was him, so he couldn't help coming.

I only met at the airport once, but I didn't expect that the boy could still remember his appearance when he was only four or five years old.

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