Money life

Chapter 41
Wei Zixu hesitated and said, "This..."

"Don't worry, I just wonder how important Doraemon dolls are to you. I have no other meaning. If you don't want to talk, I don't have to listen." Zhang Yanjiang shrugged and said.

Wei Zixu pondered for a while and said, "Doraemon was given to me by my grandma."

He looked out the door with deep eyes, and slowly told his story.

Wei Zixu's parents left in a car accident when he was very young. After his parents left, he was only seven years old and he didn't know what death was. He only knew that when he went to visit his parents in the morgue, his grandma cried bitterly. didn't move.

Children are always very sensitive. Although he doesn't know why his parents can't wake him up and ignore him, at the age of seven, he faintly senses that his parents have left him.

After his parents' funeral, he kept crying. He always wanted his parents. Wei Zixu's grandma loved him very much and took care of him patiently.

"I want mom and dad, but I don't want you." Seven-year-old Wei Zixu didn't know what this sentence meant to grandma.

Grandma's eyes were clouded with tears, and she felt sorry for her grandson who lost his parents at such a young age.

"Hey Zixu, let's see what grandma bought for you." As if by magic, grandma had his favorite lollipop in her hand.

"Lollipop?" He grabbed the lollipop, opened it and ate it.

The sweetness of the lollipop made him a lot happier, but he still missed his parents very much.

After his parents left, he would make trouble every day. Seeing that others were accompanied by his parents, but he didn't, he felt very lonely.

In this way, day by day passed.

One day, when he came home from school, he found that his grandma was not at home. He thought his grandma didn't want him anymore, so he hurried to find her.

Until the evening, grandma rode a tricycle with some scattered small items on it, and a very clean but not very new Doraemon doll came back.

Wei Zixu was very happy to see grandma.

"Zixu, let's see what grandma brought you back." Then, grandma gave Wei Zixu the Doraemon doll in the tricycle.

Wei Zixu is a boy, he doesn't like dolls, but he doesn't hate them either.

"Zixu, mom and dad didn't leave, but because of some things, they hid in this doll. Grandma saw them today, and brought them back. From now on, Zixu will stay with her parents and take good care of her. life." Grandma smiled, but there were tears in her eyes.

He accepted the Doraemon rag doll half-believingly, and grandma said, "Pick it up and see if it's warm."

It was so warm to hold him in his arms.

"Dad, Mom." He felt the warmth brought by Doraemon dolls, and felt that this was the warmth brought to him by his parents.

He believed his grandma's words and regarded Doraemon as his parents.

From then on, he hugged Doraemon for a long time and called him father and mother. Like a little fool, he took Doraemon to eat, sleep and play.

Gradually, he began to rely on Doraemon dolls, for fear that it would leave him too.In order not to let it leave, he treats it very well every day, as if it is not a doll, but a living person.

This kind of life didn't last long. Once he mentioned his parents in front of his classmates, all the classmates said that his parents were dead, and the Doraemon doll was not his parents.

He was very sad, and when he got home, he asked grandma: "Grandma, the doll you gave me isn't my parents, is it? My parents are dead, aren't they? They don't want me anymore, right?"

Grandma didn't explain anything, but just took him to his room, picked up the Doraemon doll for him, and said softly, "Zixu is good, don't cry. You see, Doraemon is not happy anymore."

"I don't want a doll, I want mom and dad." He cried.

"Look, Zixu, Doraemon is not happy. Your parents are in Doraemon, and they are protecting Zixu in the shape of Doraemon."

Wei Zixu looked at Doraemon doll with tears in his eyes. For some reason, at that moment, he seemed to really see his parents and the sadness in Doraemon's eyes.

"My little baby is sad, mom and dad will be sad too, and Doraemon will be sad too. Zixu, don't care what others say, it doesn't matter what others say, the important thing is do you believe what grandma says?" The Doraemon doll was handed to him.

He sniffed and nodded, he believed that grandma didn't lie to him.

He slowly reached out to take the Doraemon doll, and just touched him, his hand felt a little warmth.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you. We are a family, and we will never be separated again." He hugged the Doraemon doll tightly, crying and apologizing.

Grandma's eyes were red, and she couldn't help covering her mouth and weeping silently after hearing what her grandson said.

After this twists and turns, Wei Zixu completely believed that Doraemon was his parents, and never doubted it again.

Doraemon doll was dirty, so he washed it with grandma.If it is broken, grandma will sew it up with a needle and thread.

He hadn't doubted for a long time that the Doraemon doll was not his parents, but just a doll, and all the warmth and emotions he felt were just his imagination.

He didn't doubt grandma, nor did he doubt Doraemon.

Once he took Doraemon to the riverside with his grandma, and many tourists looked at him, but he still held Doraemon doll and talked to it regardless of everyone's surprised eyes.

"Doraemon is a...'person' who grew up with me. Without it, I don't think my life would be so beautiful, and my childhood would not have had too many laughter." Wei Zixu said slowly.

Zhang Yanjiang couldn't imagine what a child would go through after losing his parents.

He was surprised that Wei Zixu's childhood was so miserable.

How sad it must be to have a doll as a parent and grow up to realize that all this is just a white lie from grandma.

The doll who has been with him for many years is just a doll, not his parents. When the truth is revealed, what kind of harm will he bear?
Zhang Yanjiang couldn't imagine how Wei Zixu got here, nor did he dare to imagine.

The store became very quiet, Zhang Yanjiang, Zhang Jianzhi, and Xiao Xue all watched Wei Zixu, secretly thinking about his difficulties over the years.

Yang Qianqian quietly hid behind the shelf and looked at Wei Zixu, her eyes were a little red with tears rolling in them.

"I can't imagine my childhood without grandma and Doraemon." His tears fell, but he quickly wiped them away.

He misses his grandma, and he misses himself who is holding Doraemon as his parents.

It would be great if we could go back to that time!

(End of this chapter)