The found Tuo is three and a half years old

The next morning, I went out with Fyodor after all—just as he said before, the leaden clouds outside were very low, and even though it was already eight|nine o'clock, the sky was still quite dark. dark.

In this way, as a ghost, I can indeed go out for activities.

But I will not be led by the nose by that little guy Fyodor simply because "I can".

Even if he did trick me into agreeing to this matter the day before, I would never feel a little bit guilty for going back on my word, which means that if I want to go back on my word, Fyodor would There was no way the guy would drag me out of the room.

The reason why I say this is mainly because... In fact, I originally planned to go back on my word.

Of course, I am not afraid of going to the town itself, but through this period of getting along, I know that Fyodor is very good at playing with his hands, and what's more, when I think about it, I was inexplicably tricked by him My head is very angry, so the second before I fell into a deep sleep, I was still thinking about getting rid of this matter no matter what.

But I had a dream.

The little girl in the dream was wearing a plain floral bathrobe and laying bored in front of the window, letting the pale sunlight spread on her body. There was only the empty street and the ostentatious banners hanging from the opposite shop in front of her eyes.

That was me when I was seven or eight years old.

At that time, the family's flower house business was very good, and my father was always very busy.Yoshiwara is a place that is only lively at night, but he does not allow me to be active at night, and he has no time to play with me during the day.

So most of the time in my memory is pale and uninteresting.

Only during the Obon Festival every year, even those distinguished guests who linger in Yoshiwara all day long will return to their homes, and my father can finally have some leisure to take me to the market.

In fact, almost most of the shops in the market will be temporarily closed during the Obon Festival, but even then, for me, leaving Yoshiwara to go to the market is the most anticipated thing in a year for me.

When I opened my eyes again, my arms were empty.That little guy Fyodor got up early at some point, tidied up, and obediently waited beside me.

——Extremely like me back then.

The life in the log cabin in the woods is obviously more lonely than the daytime in Yoshiwara. After all, there are only two of us here, even with Alexei who visits here every now and then, it is still too deserted.

Living in such an environment, it seems that it is not an excessive desire to go to a more lively town.

Fyodor was quieter than me back then, neither noisy nor noisy, and even the expectation on his expression seemed particularly cryptic.Looking at his appearance, he couldn't say the words of rejection that he had prepared——

So after breakfast, I finally changed my clothes and left our cabin with the little one.

Fyodor is small and walks slowly. I was worried that it would be sunny halfway, so I simply picked him up.The little guy didn't resist, and sat quietly in my arms, wrapping his little hands around my neck.

In this way, our speed was indeed a lot faster, but even so, before we reached the town, the rainwater accumulated in the clouds above our heads still smashed down first.

Compared with the sudden clearing, rain is not a life-threatening event, but the sudden rain will still wet the clothes, stain the makeup, and more importantly, it may give a weak child gonorrhea.

"So in the final analysis, it is to prevent you from getting sick." I said solemnly, and I didn't mean to free up my hand to hold the umbrella, so I handed the umbrella in front of Fyodor: "You do it yourself."

Fyodor's eyes were somewhat dissatisfied, but he couldn't resist me, so he stretched out his small hand and took the umbrella that seemed too big for him.

But even if the little guy uses all his strength, it is still very difficult to grasp that wide umbrella.The two slender arms trembled slightly, and in the wind blowing up with the torrential rain, the umbrella was like a rampaging beast between the two of us.

——It’s really too weak.

After being hit by the umbrella in Fyodor's hand for the third time, I finally couldn't bear it any longer. I pulled out a hand, and I grabbed the raging umbrella directly on the back of Fyodor's hand.

After all the tossing just now, Fyodor's hair was a little wet, so he wanted to withdraw his hand to straighten the drops of water dripping down the hair.

But I didn't let him go.

"It's agreed to let the tip hold the umbrella. If you want to be lazy, you can't do it." I tilted the umbrella slightly, put it on my shoulder, and barely fixed my head, freeing up a hand to tidy up for Fyodor Rain on face.

Then I raised the umbrella again and said to Fyodor in a serious way:

"I can help, but the tip must be done by the tip himself."

The corners of Fyodor's lips drooped slightly, and then his head drooped together, but he didn't say any rebuttals, and it took a long time before he slowly squeezed out a sentence: "...Understood. "

——In short, after emphasizing it well, this brat will not dare to treat me as a tool man in the future.

The torrential rain in early summer always comes and goes quickly. When Fyodor and I stepped into the only department store in the town, the rain outside had already stopped, and there was even a slight tendency to clear up.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.No matter how you look at it, for us ghosts, going out during the day is still a bit too dangerous. After returning home, we must re-emphasize the seriousness of this matter with Fyodor.

While thinking this way, Fyodor, who was freed from my arms and regained his freedom, had already run a long way away. Seeing that I didn't follow, he stopped and turned around and called me:

"Haruko?"

I hastened to take a step too.

There are a wide variety of products in the department store, but Fyodor didn’t look around like I did when I went to the market with my father when I was young, but went straight to a certain store.

I was following behind him, and for a while I couldn't figure out what he wanted to do. It wasn't until he stopped that I realized that his goal was a well-decorated western clothing store, and what the little guy was facing at the moment was, It was actually the red dress with delicate floral flowers in the window.

"I won five thousand rubles from Uncle Alexei." Fyodor raised his fleshy little finger and pointed in the direction of the window, turned his head and looked at me with a small face: "So I think Buy this as a present for Haruko."