Chapter 2773 Family

When his father didn't talk to him, he could only learn from the early childhood education machine over and over again.

Occasionally, when his father is in a good mood, he will teach him to draw.

He learned painting very quickly, and he painted very well.

But sometimes, he draws a picture that he is particularly satisfied with and shows it to his dad. His dad stares at the picture for a while, and then he will suddenly tear up the picture he drew like crazy.

Pointing at his nose, he became furious and told him not to paint again in the future.

A few days later, his father seemed to have forgotten that he was not allowed to paint, and he personally prepared brushes and drawing paper for him, and let him paint.

He was sitting behind the table drawing, and his father was sitting beside him, watching him intently.

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

His dad is with him, he is very happy.

He tried his best to draw well.

Sometimes, the paintings he drew made his father admire him again and again, and he would hug him and kiss him, saying that he was worthy of being his kind.

Sometimes, he would become 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 and his mother went home.

From then on, when people talked about him, what he heard the most was that the child's life was not good.

yes.

His life is indeed bad.

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

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

But he can read books and watch TV.

The parents in the book and the parents in the TV are not like his parents.

Of the children in his neighborhood, only he is the most unlucky one. He doesn't have enough to eat 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 that so-called home.

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

"He sneaked in," Wen Qiuci said, "I'm so young, no one cares about me, I won't go out when I come in."

"Oh," the little sapling asked, "then how long have you been here?"

Wen Qiuci said, "It's been more than two days."

"Then where did your broken pot and bowl come from?" The little guy asked endless questions.

Wen Qiuci said: "My mother broke it during a fight with my stepdad. I asked me to throw it away, and I hid it."

"oh oh……"

What else did Little Shumiao want to ask, Ye Xingbei patted his little head: "Little Shu, eat first, wait for little brother to finish eating, then chat with little brother."

"Oh, ok!" The little tree seedling agreed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The little guy squinted his eyes happily: "It's delicious!"

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei were both amused by him, and they reached out to touch his head at the same time.

Ye Xingbei's hand landed on the little tree seedling's head first, and Gu Junzhu's hand fell on Ye Xingbei's hand a few seconds behind.

Ye Xingbei pursed his lips and smiled, and took his hand behind his back.

The two clasped their fingers tightly and held hands.

The little tree seedling looked up at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei, turned around to look at Wen Qiuci, and said proudly: "Little brother, look, my parents are different from your parents, they have a good relationship He always loves to throw dog food for us to eat! So we have to eat meat quickly and eat more meat, otherwise, my parents will feed us dog food!"

"..." Ye Xingbei rubbed his head: "How can delicious food not stop your mouth? Huh?"