[Rebirth] King of Theater

After Al finished speaking, he ignored Mrs. Sylvie's tears and turned around to leave.

But when he was about to walk out the door, a small voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, did you quarrel with mom?"

Al couldn't help being startled, and followed the voice, only to find that it was actually the youngest brother, Antonio Silvey.

Speaking of it, the child really grows fast, looks the same every day, in a trance, this child who did not exist in the previous life is still a soft little 'reptile', but in these few years, he has grown into a very cute little boy.

The child has soft, fine black curly hair and big green eyes with long eyelashes.

Since he was born, the conditions at home have been very good. Therefore, he has had enough food since he was a child, and he is also warmly dressed and healthy. His two calves run very vigorously. When playing outside, he never Timid and afraid of people, he looks particularly brave and fearless.

But at this time, he had a sad face, and asked repeatedly childishly and worriedly: "Al, are you angry with your mother?"

Al didn't want to scare the youngest brother, so he immediately restrained his anger, forced himself to smile and said, "No, I'm not angry."

Little Anthony opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to confirm whether Al's words were true or not.

But he was too young to make a correct judgment. In the end, he had no choice but to believe, and said seriously: "It's fine if you're not angry, I'm really worried about you."

Al looked at the child's cute face with baby chubbyness and the unfaltering concern gaze, and all the previous anger dissipated bit by bit.

"Anthony, my brother asks you a question."

He asked suddenly: "If... If you have made a lot of money with your own hard work, well, do you know what money is? It can be used to buy toys, clothes, and food , oh, you know! Then I went on to say, you have spent a lot of effort to earn a sum of money, but your mother asked you to distribute the money...to your older brothers and sisters, would you like to? "

This example is not particularly appropriate.

Moreover, Al also knew that it was not very appropriate to ask a child such a question.

But it just so happened.

As soon as he asked the question, although he felt that the question was not very good, he was still a little curious about the answer his brother gave.

"I won't give it to others, but I am willing to give it to Al, and I can give it all to Al." Antonio said without hesitation.

"Ah, give it to me?" Al looked at him in amazement: "Why?"

"Because grandma said that you are always away from home because you have to work hard outside to earn money to support us..."

The child was taken care of by Luke's grandma for a long time when he was a child, so he was very close to Luke's grandma.

Compared with Mrs. Sylvie, Grandma Luke is really an amiable and respectable elder.

She raised Antonio well and taught the boy to be considerate...

Therefore, the child can innocently say to Al at this time: "I will give you all the money, so you don't have to go outside to work hard, and you can stay with me at home every day."

Although this is not the answer I most want to get.

But I have to say that no one would feel bad for such a cute child.

Al stared at the child for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing.

He reached out and gently touched the child's curly hair, and touched the child's round face with his fingers. Just as he was about to say something, a thought arose, and he thought of a character, and his heart moved slightly. , suddenly invited: "I can actually play with you now, how about going to play with me for a few days?"

I heard that I can go out to play, or go to play with my favorite brother...

An eager and happy look immediately appeared on Antonio's face, and he asked, "Can I?"

"Of course, dear."

Al smiled and said, "Besides, you went to my side, and I can introduce you to another good-looking brother..."

"Wait, where are you taking him?" Mrs. Sylvie rushed out from the inside.

She found a reason at random and started to make a fuss: "God damn it, if you leave me alone, don't you want my youngest son to leave me alone?"

"No one wants to abandon you!" Al said patiently.

But before he finished speaking...

The joy on Antonio's face disappeared, replaced by a worried look.

The child immediately left Al's side, ran back quickly on his short legs, and tiptoed to hold Mrs. Sylvie's hand, saying anxiously: "Don't cry, mother. I don't want to cry." I'll leave you alone, don't be afraid, okay? I can't talk to Al now, don't cry."

As soon as these words came out, Al and Mrs. Sylvie were stunned.

Al didn't expect the youngest brother to be so caring, sensible, and comforting.

Madame Sylvie was otherwise.

A confused expression appeared on her face. She first looked down at her younger son, then up at her elder son, then lowered her head at her younger son, then raised her head at her elder son. There is a trance feeling of time confusion...

Maybe it really is the power of some magical blood.

Antonio was obviously born healthy. Although he also had black hair and green eyes, he was not as skinny and pitiful as Al was when he was a child. Therefore, he did not look like his brother when he was a child.

But in Mrs. Sylvie's eyes, he was holding her hand and shaking it lightly, and said childishly comforting, "Don't be afraid, Mom, don't cry", but he miraculously resembled Alfred many years ago. .

Thus, the image of the poor premature baby in memory and the healthy baby in front of me slowly overlapped inexplicably.

Madame Sylvie hated herself suddenly!

Although she still feels that it is not wrong to let the eldest son take care of his younger siblings, but...

At this moment, she clearly realized that she always seemed to treat and neglect her sensible eldest son, as if the other children were her own children who needed the care and protection of their mother, but only the breadwinner, The head of the family has to rely on himself.Therefore, every time I can't help but forget that this child is also my own child, and should also be cared for and cared for. Instead, I habitually keep asking and asking him!

"Forget it, you guys go."

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sylvie felt disheartened for a moment, knowing that she must have hurt her eldest son again.

But she was always a bit confused about this, and didn't know what to do for a while. In the end, she had no choice but to change her mind abruptly, following the topic just now, and said to her youngest son again: "I... Oh! I actually You don't need anyone to accompany you, go with your elder brother."

"Ah, why did you say that again, Mom? Didn't you want me to accompany you just now?"

"That's just to tease you, your elder brother... Your elder brother needs company more than I do."

Al looked suspiciously at his mother who suddenly changed his mind, with a strange expression.

But Antonio was too young to understand adult duplicity, let alone lies.So, when Mrs. Sylvie said this, he believed it immediately, and said naively: "Well, I'll go play with my elder brother for a few days first, and then I'll come back to accompany you, mother."

Madame Sylvie nodded silently.

She stood there with red and swollen eyes, looking very sad.

Al sighed involuntarily.

He turned and walked towards her again.

Madame Sylvie stared at him with tears in her eyes.

Al still didn't want to speak, but leaned over and kissed her gently on the cheek.

Mrs. Sylvie knew at once that the eldest son was still angry with him, but she certainly didn't care about it that much.Because this son has been like this since he was a child, even if he gets angry again, he will only be angry for a while, and he never holds grudges against his family.

"Al, trust me, I always hope you are all well." Mrs. Sylvie begged.

As she spoke, she also wanted to pull the elder son's arm: "As long as you are well, I will be at ease even if I die."

Al dodged her grabbing hand, turned around and walked out again.

But when he was about to take Antonio out together, he couldn't help but stop for a few seconds and whispered: "Mom, I really don't want to say anything. But, for God's sake, please treat your son Have some confidence with your daughter! They may not be happy to hear you ask me to do something like this. What's more, whether it is me, John, Mary, or Antonio, everyone is independent and has his own ideas and pursuits. It is not a puppet that can be manipulated by others, nor is it a vine man, so there is no reason why anyone must rely on someone to survive."

After saying this, he took Antonio's little hand and walked out the door.

The kid didn't understand what was going on, and just followed Al away foolishly.

Mrs. Sylvie subconsciously chased forward a few steps, but she knew that this was a meaningless behavior. In the end, she had no choice but to stand there and cry non-stop, all her anger and grievances turned into a cavity of mourning: "Ah! What's the point?"

She murmured to herself, "I'm really painstaking..."