The ticket Shi Nanjin gave to the two of them was an exhibition of creations by a well-known master, located in the center of Jincheng City.

An Nuo and Mo Shenghuan went straight to the exhibition hall after getting off the car. The exhibits here are changed every week. I heard that Liu Nan's works have also been exhibited here.

An Nuo led Mo Shenghuan around the tall exhibition hall, and there were calligraphy and paintings in front of him, which An Nuo couldn't understand at all.

I just feel that the writing is very messy, but it seems to be a bit regular. After carefully distinguishing these characters, many of them cannot be recognized.

Staring at the cursive script that said "Six-year-old pig", An Nuo fell into deep thought, and looked down at the introduction below.

Not to mention reading the direction backwards, the meaning is simply outrageous.

An Nuo swears that she knows the traditional Chinese character for "du", but the other party really writes it like "pig".

This involves An Nuo's knowledge blind spot.

An Nuo blocked the introduction below in disbelief, and looked at Mo Shenghuan, "Mr. Mo, what do you see in this word?"

Mo Shenghuan looked at the calligraphy works in front of him, and before he could speak, a middle-aged man behind him exaggeratedly praised, "This is so beautifully written. You are a pig at the age of six, and you teach children. These works are for sale. Hundreds of thousands, the two of you can hang it at home to show to your baby when you buy it back.”

An Nuo turned her head and glanced at the master in cardigan clothes, and pulled Mo Shenghuan away silently.

"Mr. Mo, I feel like I'm an uneducated fake college student." An Nuo couldn't help sighing, and led Mo Shenghuan out of the exhibition hall.

Looking depressed at the cultural people around, An Nuo dragged Mo Shenghuan to the side. Unexpectedly, there was an art gallery next to the exhibition hall, and it was doing a public welfare exhibition, and you could go in and watch it for free.

An Nuo had given up struggling with her artistic taste, but found that the art museum staff had blue ribbons on their wrists.

An Nuo had seen it before when browsing autism information on the Internet. The blue ribbon is not only the symbol of the Marine Conservation Society, but also a symbol of caring for children with autism.

Children with autism, also called "children of the stars", An Nuo glanced at Mo Shenghuan, pointed to the art gallery, "Mr. Mo, why don't we go there and have a look?"

Mo Shenghuan didn't seem to have much opinion on this, and just followed An Nuo.

The art gallery is free and open, but there are very few people watching it, most of them are young students and parents with autistic children.

In the exhibition hall are the paintings of autistic children, and some photographs of autistic families. An Nuo looked at these paintings carefully. The brush strokes are very immature, with butterflies, night, and several oil paintings with big eyes, and craggy mountains.

An Nuo looked at the gouache painting of the starry sky in front of her. Every star on it was circled one by one with a pen, not the white spots splashed by the brush.

Children who can see the painting are very attentive and serious.

An Nuo couldn't help but think of Mo Shenghuan carefully arranging the capsules and tablets from big to small when taking medicine. Their world seems to require the patient waiting and understanding of ordinary people.

When An Nuo and Mo Shenghuan were looking at the painting, they noticed that there seemed to be eyes on the side. An Nuo looked over and saw a small child, dressed plainly. When the child realized that he had been spotted, he ran away quickly, and then was in another corner, He sneaked out half of his head to observe the two of them.

An Nuo didn't know what was going on, but luckily a child wasn't much of a threat.

When An Nuo was about to take a step to admire the next painting, he found a blue disc sticker under the next painting. Looking around, there were several paintings with this kind of logo under them.

But the starry sky I just admired was not there.

An Nuo asked the staff curiously, and the staff told An Nuo enthusiastically that this is not only an exhibition of paintings by star children, but also a charity sale.

All the paintings on site are for sale, and the money received by the art museum will be given to the children who draw the paintings intact to subsidize their households. Those with blue stickers at the bottom indicate that there are buyers bidding.

The staff also asked An Nuo if there was any painting he liked.

An Nuo looked at the starry sky, and found that the paintings on the left and right sides of this painting were bought by people, only this one was not interested.

"How much does this one cost?" An Nuo looked at the starry sky.

"This one is a bit more expensive, it costs [-] yuan." The staff member was a little embarrassed.

"Ten thousand?" An Nuo was a little surprised, and turned to look at the two paintings next to him, "How many are these?"

"These two paintings are both five hundred." The staff glanced at the side and lowered their voice, "These paintings are priced by the children, or the parents of the children. This painting was brought by the child alone, and the price is too high , we suggested that he lower the price a bit, but the kid shook his head and refused."

1 yuan to buy a starry sky with immature brushstrokes, An Nuo looked at the painting, hesitant.

"Actually, a lot of people came to ask about this starry sky. When they heard the price, they turned around and left. Just now, a beautiful lady asked about this painting. She wanted to buy it, but the man next to her sneered, and then gave up."

The staff shook their heads with some regret.

An Nuo carefully looked at the painting in front of him, and found that there were unnatural smudges in several places.

It's like water accidentally dripped on it.

Also like tears.

An Nuo was silent for a long time, preparing to take a picture of this painting.

When she turned her head and was about to ask her uncle's opinion, the corner of An Nuo's clothes was pulled.

An Nuo lowered her head and saw the little boy who was secretly looking at her before.

The little boy held a somewhat worn-out writing board in his hand, and after writing a few words, he showed it to An Nuo.

[Hi brother, my grandma is sick. 】

The boy's handwriting was crooked, and he used pinyin for the words he couldn't write. The writing board was too small to fit a few words. The boy erased these words and continued to write.

[The doctor said it would cost 1 yuan. 】

[To buy a lot of medicine. 】

[When I grow up, I will definitely return it to you. 】

The little boy finally drew a crying face on the clipboard. An Nuo knelt down, touched the little boy's head, took a blue sticker from the staff, and stuck it under the drawing.

Seeing a sticker under his drawing, the boy was so happy that he almost jumped up, facing An Nuo, he changed the crying face on the writing board into a big smiling face.

An Nuo couldn't help laughing, turned to look at Mo Shenghuan, and found that his uncle had been looking at him with soft eyes.

Because An Nuo and Mo Shenghuan came late, and it was almost the end of the event, An Nuo got the packaged starry sky painting and paid 1 yuan with his own small treasury.

Out of the art gallery, An Nuo held the painting in one hand and Mo Shenghuan in the other, and saw a milk tea and ice cream shop not far away, wondering if it was a fit of greed, An Nuo touched her lips, feeling that her lips were almost healed , and a little hot, urgently need something cool to cool down.

"Mr. Mo..." An Nuo turned to look at Mo Shenghuan, and found that Mo Shenghuan followed her gaze and also saw the ice cream shop.

"tired?"

Mo Shenghuan raised his hand and touched An Nuo's cheek.

"It's okay, Mr. Mo, I want to eat that." An Nuo pointed at the ice cream.

Mo Shenghuan glanced at the ice cream shop, led An Nuo to the public seat next to him, lowered himself down and wiped the dust on the seat, and let An Nuo sit down.

"Wait for me." Mo Shenghuan turned around and strode towards the ice cream shop. An Nuo sat on the public seat and looked down at the seat that had been wiped clean by his uncle, feeling warm in his heart.

This was the first time that my uncle acted alone. An Nuo followed Mo Shenghuan closely, watching him patiently wait for the traffic lights, cross the road, and quickly walk into the milk tea and ice cream shop.

Uncle is really brave!

An Nuo silently praised Mo Shenghuan in her heart, when suddenly she heard a woman's voice behind her.

"Sorry, Mo Chenghuan, I seem to be a little hungry, can we go to the restaurant in front and order some food?"

The woman's voice is gentle, she sounds modest and polite, and she looks well-educated.

An Nuo's ears keenly caught the word "Mo Chenghuan", and she muttered to herself, how could it be such a coincidence?Or the same name?

"Hungry?" came the familiar voice, indifferent and without a trace of emotion.

"You can try running on the spot with high legs for thirty times."

"What, what?" The female voice didn't respond.

"In this way, your muscles will release sugar to the blood, and your brain perceives the increase in blood sugar, thinking that if you eat something, you won't be hungry."

The familiar voice was still indifferent.

If you were not sure before, An Nuo can really be sure now.

Girls are hungry, you let others raise their legs, this coquettish operation, who else can there be except for the pickpocket!

An Nuo continued to turn her back to the two of them, silently rolling her eyes.

The woman behind her was silent for a while, then spoke sadly.

"Mo Chenghuan, are you not satisfied with me?"

The dog man didn't speak.

"Today you took me to visit a free public art gallery. I still think you are a caring person. You don't let me buy paintings, so I can bear it. But just now, you can just say that I am a little fat, please don't insult me ​​like this .” The female voice tried to remain calm.

"You are very self-aware." The dog man's voice was cold.

An Nuo took a deep breath, turned her head and glanced at the two people behind her.

The girl is very beautiful, and she seems to have put on delicate makeup today. Even though she is wrapped in winter clothes, the girl does not look fat at all, she has a healthy beauty.

"You are really too much!" The girl tried hard to hold back her anger, "Do you know what respect is?"

"Respect?" Mo Chenghuan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and suddenly grabbed the girl's eyelid, and took a small thing off.

"What is this thing you drew? If it's not double eyelids, don't pretend it's hard. If you have a crumpled nose, you can just do some trimming. And your face is really round."

"You..." The girl almost cried.

"You bastard!" An Nuo couldn't help it, and turned to look at the dog man behind.

An Nuo turned over the public seat, stood beside the girl, and looked at Mo Chenghuan.

"An, An Nuo?" Mo Chenghuan's lazy attitude changed, his eyes lit up a lot, and he immediately explained, "I have nothing to do with her, my mother forced me to meet..."

"You can shut up." An Nuo took a deep breath, "You criticize such a beautiful girl as worthless, do you think you are superior?"

"What's the matter with single eyelids? People who love one eyelid and two are people's freedom. Your nose is collapsed. If it's not collapsed, I don't mind giving you two more. Where is the girl getting fat? Are your eyes lame!

And your mother, you don't know what kind of virtue your mother has. She opens her mouth and says "my mother" all day long, but she keeps saying "my mother". I remember correctly that you are an adult, right?Are you taking your mother with you in everything now? "

Mo Chenghuan was stunned by the scolding. The girl looked at the young man who spoke out the words beside him. He looked soft and sticky. Unexpectedly, cursing was quite... great?

After An Nuo finished cursing in one breath, the girl nodded excitedly, looked at Mo Chenghuan, "Yes!"

"I..." Mo Chenghuan pursed his thin lips slightly, "I didn't do it on purpose, I just wanted her to tell his family that we are not suitable."

"You can put away your tricks." An Nuo suffocated, "Can't you change the way? Do you have to insult people like this, or is it that you are used to it and feel uncomfortable if you don't insult people for a day?"

Back then, An Nuo was insulted like this, Mo Chenghuan's every word could be sarcasm, and An Nuo's heart was full of thorns.

"If you don't know how to mop the floor, just wipe it with a rag." The man sat firmly on the sofa, sipping red wine in a goblet, with a lofty posture, "It seems that your family didn't even teach you this."

"You and my mother quarreled over trivial matters? Arguing with the elders, do you need me to teach you how to write the word "education"?"

"After giving birth, can I not pay attention to my body shape? Your current appearance makes me not have the slightest desire to touch you."

"It's amazing that you can bring up a child like this."

……

"Do you know how much your words can hurt others? If you really can't speak, why don't you sew your mouth shut?" An Nuo gritted her teeth tightly, with uncontrollable hatred in her eyes.

Looking at the young man speechless, Mo Chenghuan couldn't help but feel bitterness in his eyes when he thought of all the things in his previous life.

"……sorry."

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