[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

But Mia is too young to be accepted by any school now. Robert found a yellowing book in the old bookcase.

Hannibal had already been driven to school by the valet. Apart from the Mastiff named Pete, Mia and Robert were the only ones left at home.Mrs. Zi took Billijite out for shopping, and heard that many businessmen from across the sea came to the village, and there seemed to be people from Dongying.

Robert had no children. He sat on his lap with Mia in his arms, and read to her the content of the book that was easy to understand for him near the window. The three-year-old who thought he couldn't sit still was serious. Sitting in his arms, he finished studying a page, and read French mixed with Lithuanian raps jerky.

She looked at him expectantly, which made Robert unable to refuse to praise her, "Mia is amazing!"

He turned to the next page, squinted his eyes and scanned it quickly, "Oh, this page is a bit difficult... Let's take a break and study again. Mia, how about a piece of peach-flavored ice cream?"

Robert is more childlike than Mia, his character is straightforward and not offensive, and despite the carelessness of most men, he will try to make changes for others, which is really cute too much.

The ice cream was bought by Billijit. The autumn days are particularly abundant these days, and it may be that the storm is approaching and it seems a bit stuffy.

The weather in Paris is not good, but the frequency of the sun these days is rare.

Robert enjoyed eating by himself, and fed Mia very vigorously.

The pink pulp in the ice cream is very fresh, without too much sugar, because it can still maintain the original solidified state in the refrigerator, but it is very soft to chew.

The two ate a whole box of ice cream and lay comfortably on the sofa. Robert looked at the slate-paved loggia at the door. The maid had cleaned the outside and it was shining in the sun.

He patted Mia on the head to signal her to stay still on the sofa, and rushed to the studio to get the paint out.

"How about Mia and Uncle going to paint on the veranda?" Robert turned his face and winked at Mia.

Mia was silent for a while, "But Mia can't draw." She couldn't even draw a villain, and every time she drew a bear, she was mistaken for a pig.

Robert put down the paint in his hand, squatted beside Mia and whispered to her, "Your aunt won't either, she will make a mess of the drawing board every time... But not everything must be done immediately, if you want to do it , as long as you are happy, why bother to see the result?"

No one had ever told Mia like this before, Hannibal would protect her before, but she still carefully suppressed her hobbies, not wanting to cause trouble for him.

It's good to be able to survive, and no matter how many demands you make, you'll have to push your limits.

Mia raised her eyes to look at Robert. He looked very similar to Hannibal. Mia wondered if Hannibal would be like Robert when he grew up. However, she hoped that Hannibal would be able to speak Well, then you won't be bullied by others and you won't be able to speak out.

She thought for a while, and Robert rubbed her head softly with his eyes, which is very similar to Hannibal, who likes to rub the top of her hair.

When Mrs. Zi came back, Billijit saw two people sitting on the veranda from a distance at the gate. They were laughing and drawing pictures on the pillars of the veranda with their bare feet.

"God!" Billijit hugged the shawl tighter and walked over quickly, "Sir...you put on your shoes, the weather has cooled down now...My God, Miss Mia is coming soon Get up on the ground, it's so cold on the slate, you'll catch a cold!"

Mrs. Purple stood under the loggia and looked at Robert gently. Robert rubbed his hands with her non-threatening gaze, and didn't care about the unfinished painting on the pillar.

"Shikibu, you're back!" He hugged Mia resentfully, put on her socks and shoes, and then picked up his own shoes from the grass under the veranda and put them on.

When squatting down to put on his shoes, he whispered to Mia, "I think Mia's drawing is great, let's continue tomorrow... Shikibu, did you buy anything you like today?" He turned to Turning around to talk to Mrs. Zi, the speed of changing the subject is said to be a strong desire to survive.

The woman in the kimono shook her head, and walked in as if she didn't want to talk to him. Biligite picked up Mia with something in her hand, and sighed as she passed by Robert, "Sir, you first Go wash your face."

Mia pointed to her cheek with her finger, indicating that he had rubbed the paint at this position.

Robert understood what she meant, and touched it with his hand. When he put down his hand, there were three more fingerprints on his face.

Mia was taken upstairs by Billijit to take a shower, because she was afraid that she would catch a cold and brought her another bowl of soup.Mia gulped down the soup. She didn't want to catch a cold in this era when a disease could easily kill a person, even though it might just be a minor illness.

"So good." Billijit kissed her forehead to show her encouragement, "I've never seen a more well-behaved child than Miss Mia... Good children need rewards."

She took out a piece of peanut brittle candy from her pocket and handed it to Mia, which was wrapped in a layer of oil paper, "Try it, they all say it tastes good." After finishing speaking, she walked behind her and wrapped Mia's long Hair tied into a small braid hanging down the back of the head.

Mia took a bite and thought it tasted very good, a bit like the nougat she had eaten before.She tore off half of the uneaten place and put it in her pocket, wrapped it in oiled paper, and pressed it again at the end, Hannibal should be leaving school soon.

In fact, Hannibal committed a crime at school, and Robert was notified to the school to deal with it.

Mrs. Zi took Mia to finish dinner, and they came back when they were digesting.Robert walked ahead, looking a little downcast, while Hannibal's face remained unchanged.

Mrs. Zi went up to meet him, and Robert closed his mouth again, "Let's have dinner first, Hannibal must be very hungry."

Mia didn't know what happened. Robert had already gone out when she was still upstairs, and when she asked Mrs. Zi, she only replied that there was something that needed to be dealt with.

Hannibal sat next to Mia, and Mia smiled at him, and stuffed the nougat wrapped in oil paper into Hannibal's pocket under the table.

"Hannibal, do you see the paintings on the pillars of the loggia?" She asked Hannibal in a low voice, because she didn't want others to hear her poor drawing skills, and it would be too embarrassing to attract attention.

It was already dark outside, and the lights on the loggia were not too bright.Hannibal didn't see it, and didn't pay any attention to the pillar.

He nodded and rubbed Mia's head, but that didn't stop him from telling a white lie.

Mia might have asked him that because she had drawn a picture on the pillar, Hannibal guessed.

"Uncle taught me to draw a fish, he drew a fish as big as my head, and I learned to draw a small one next to me." She felt that the adjective small could not be well reflected, so she used She gestured with her index finger and thumb, indicating that the fish was only as small as one of her fingers.

Hannibal was amused by her, as the depression of being provoked in the afternoon went away with it.

In the room, when Robert unbuttoned his shirt, he told Mrs. Purple that Hannibal broke the bridge of his classmate's nose and was expelled from school.

"It must be the kids at school who bullied Hannibal for not being able to speak," Robert said angrily, "I'll buy him some books to study at home, I think Hannibal would rather stay in the manor."

Mrs. Zi touched his shoulder and leaned into his arms.

Robert sighed and hugged her, "Mia is a good child, whether Misha is still alive or not, let her be recorded in our name."

"it is good."

Mia didn't know about Hannibal's dropping out of school. At noon, she only remembered one or two basic French taught by Robert. He kissed her on the forehead, indicating that it was time for her to sleep.

"Good night." Mia looked at Hannibal and said it in French, winking at him.

She tossed and turned at night, her head was dizzy, and when she was half awake, she lay down beside the bed and vomited for a while, talking nonsense with her face flushed.

Hannibal went to hug her, and the three-year-old girl was burning hot all over, moaning and moaning, and finally cried and said she was uncomfortable.

With no shoes on, Hannibal hugged Mia and ran to the door of Robert's room. He hesitated to knock on Mia, after all, it was early morning.

Mia was about to vomit again, Hannibal couldn't control it anymore, he knocked twice impatiently, at this time there was a sound in the room, and he heard his uncle asking who it was in a daze.

But he could only speak Mia's name. Robert sat up from the bed, put on a long coat and walked to the door, faintly hearing the cries of children and the shouts of teenagers.

Robert woke up all of a sudden, he opened the door, "What's wrong? Mia!"

But Mia closed her eyes, as if she couldn't hear the voices outside, she just kept saying she was uncomfortable, and her face was crying.

Billijit came out to check in her pajamas and coat. Her shoes made a fast-paced clacking sound on the stairs, and she ran in front of the count in a short while.

"It should be a fever." Billigit's hair was disheveled, but her pretty face didn't look messy at all. She frowned and hugged Mia. Hannibal didn't stop her, because he couldn't do anything now. do it.

"Sir, I need to go to the hospital...she's too hot." Billijit looked anxious.

"Wake up Serge, Billijit!" Robert carried Mia over again, walking around, "I still have to change clothes, yes, change clothes..."

When he was halfway there, he thought of Hannibal who was standing beside them and turned his head back, "Go back to sleep Hannibal, don't worry about Mia, I will send her to the hospital for treatment, go to sleep, kid. "

Hannibal glanced at Mia, and hurried back to the room. Robert handed the child to Mrs. Purple, and he rummaged through his clothes and put them on indiscriminately. As a result, the buttons on his shirt were all wrongly buttoned.

"Don't worry, Robert." Madam Zi couldn't help comforting her, "Don't worry when things happen, be more prudent."

"Yes, yes, I can't be in a hurry, and it's easy to make mistakes when I'm in a hurry."

Finally, it took a few minutes for Robert to walk out of the room with Mia wrapped in a thin quilt in his arms.

As soon as he came out, he saw Hannibal standing silently against the wall.

"Oh Hannibal." Robert was taken aback, "Go back to bed, kid."

After Hannibal changed his clothes and shoes, Robert sighed, "Okay, okay, let's go to the hospital together."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, they rushed to the hospital. At this time, there were not many doctors left, and probably only the doctors on duty were still in the hospital.

I hope the doctor on duty won't fall asleep and prescribe the wrong medicine, Robert thought.

The white hospital corridor was empty and filled with a pungent smell, the tiles were already a little yellow, and some were cracked, even if there was no wind, you could feel a chill.

Robert panted and knocked on the door. This is the duty room. I hope there are doctors with better medical skills.

The door was opened by a tall, blond, brown-eyed Caucasian male with blond hair combed back, a very handsome doctor.

"Come in." His voice was very magnetic and gentle.

Robert recognized him. It can be said that almost everyone in the town recognized this Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Not only his medical skills but also his appearance were impressive.