Goodbye, Mr. Mu

Chapter 13 Who Do You Like More, Duo'er or Little Uncle?

There is no doubt that Chai Fei himself does not want to, he is not yet ready to follow Mu Huaizhang into his world.

Just like at the beginning, what he originally thought was just a simple friend with benefits, but for some reason, he would tell Mu Huaizhang about his past, take him to meet his old friends, and take him into his world.

It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with reciprocating courtesy. Mu Huaizhang met his friends, and he should also meet Mu Huaizhang's friends, but he hesitated. He always felt that it should not be in such a place. His bookstore is small and narrow. , now filled with newly arrived books, it is even more crowded, look at it this way——Chai Fei looked at the slightly delicate man in front of him, and there seemed to be some differences with his bright and dazzling eyes. Before, there was always something different.

After he was silent, Mu Huaizhang understood something. Although he didn't change on the surface, he held the little girl's hand tightly, and explained with a little embarrassment in his smile: "It's okay, I'll take Duoer Let's go, it's not far anyway."

Chai Fei raised his head slightly. He didn't know how to explain to Mu Huaizhang. He was very generous when picking up Duo'er before, but now he became hypocritical again: "I'm sorry, I just haven't..."

"It's okay, no need to explain." Mu Huaizhang interrupted his apology, "No need to apologize, next time I have a chance, ask Na Sui to treat you to a meal, just be warm and friendly."

"No, it's not." Chai Fei's words came to his lips, as if he didn't know how to say it again.It wasn't until the old cat jumped to the edge of the previous flowerpot, bit the petals, and meowed, that Chai Fei found a reason to speak, "Next time, when I'm ready... for the new flowers, I'll ask them to sit down and have a drink." Let's have tea. Call Duo'er when the time comes."

He lowered his head and smiled and looked at Xiao Duo'er who was holding Mu Huaizhang's finger. Duo'er didn't notice his gaze, and was carefully observing the old cat eating flowers at the door. She didn't look up until Chai Fei called her, pointing Looking at the old cat, he said innocently: "Little uncle, it is stealing flowers to eat!"

Mu Huaizhang answered "Yes", led the little girl, and said in a low voice, "Let it steal it. After stealing it, we will bring a new pot of flowers to my little uncle. Your little uncle likes flowers."

"Ah, does little uncle like flowers? Duo'er likes them too. I like phoenix flowers, the ones that grow big on trees."

Chai Fei followed the two of them out: "Why does Duo'er like phoenix flowers?"

"Because the nails can be dyed!" Duo'er got excited, broke free from Mu Huaizhang's hand, pointed to the fingernails and said, "It can be pasted here, it looks good, red. Next time I will give it to my little uncle. Pick one, there are a lot of phoenix flowers on the ground in our school!"

"Okay." Chai Fei agreed, sent the two of them to the car, said to be careful on the road, and then stood there watching Mu Huaizhang drive the car away from the alley.

Mu Huaizhang walked away, but still raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, happened to see the little girl frowning, and asked, "What's wrong, Duo'er?"

"Duo'er is thinking, the little uncle likes Huahua, but the old cat stole his Huahua, will he be sad?" The little girl lowered her head and pressed her nails.

"No, he will catch and beat the old cat."

"The old cat is also very poor. It just ate a little petal." The little girl said.

"But people always have things they like more. If they like flowers more, they will find the reason for cats; if they like cats more, they should not care about flowers. Do you understand?"

The little girl shook her head suddenly, she really didn't understand.

"Then let me ask you, do you like the little uncle better, or the old cat?"

When the little girl heard such a question, she felt the same as when others asked whether mother is good or father is good. She narrowed her eyes skillfully and whispered, avoiding a direct answer, and asked directly: "The godfather, it's the little uncle you Do you like it more, or do you like the old cat more?"

Mu Huaizhang said without hesitation, "Little uncle."

"What about little uncle and Doerby?"

"It's still little uncle."

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