Xingyu Street

Duan Xuyan wanted to ask, but to Grandpa Bai, he was just a stranger who met for the first time, and these matters belonged to Mo Xiaoyu's family, so it could be said that it was his privacy, so Duan Xuyan didn't want to ask more.

Grandpa Bai glanced at Duan Xuyan, and suddenly said to Mo Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, grandpa is thirsty, can you pour a glass of water for grandpa?"

Mo Xiaoyu paused, nodded, turned and walked into the room.

Duan Xuyan saw that he was pushing Mo Xiaoyu away, so he looked at him puzzled.

Grandpa Bai glanced at the door to make sure that Mo Xiaoyu couldn't hear him inside, so he said to Duan Xuyan, "I told you because I thought you were a good boy."

Duan Xuyan nodded, "Is it related to Xiaoyu?"

"Xiao Yu was picked up by his grandma."

Duan Xuyan was taken aback when he heard that, "They are not related by blood?!"

"No." Grandpa Bai shook his head, "This child Mo Xiaoyu has a brain problem since he was born. He was born like this, probably when he was two years old. His biological parents should have discovered it, maybe I thought it was shameful to give birth to a fool, so I threw the child away somewhere."

Hearing this, Duan Xuyan frowned more and more, her heart ached, and she was as depressed as if a boulder had been crushed on her.

"Xiaoyu's grandma was stupid when she was young. She was cheated by a man. She didn't even know that she had been a mistress for five or six years. She still had a child and let his wife come to her. At that time, her grandma would have to go to jail like this. She As soon as he was afraid and got a big belly, he ran away, and ran all the way to our place, and the child disappeared on the way."

Grandpa Bai talked about Grandma Mo Xiaoyu's past and felt very uncomfortable, "She is a woman who wandered here and came to us. She has no skills or skills, so she has been picking up rags for a living. Xiaoyu is the one who picks up rags. She picked it up at a certain time, and she herself was not too young at that time."

This is a past that feels extremely heavy even though it is dictated by a third person.

When Grandpa Bai said this, Mo Xiaoyu walked out cautiously with a bowl in his hand. He walked very carefully all the way, for fear that the water in the bowl would spill, and he didn't heave a sigh of relief until he gave the bowl to Grandpa Bai.

"call--"

Duan Xuyan wanted to laugh, but now he couldn't laugh after hearing about Mo Xiaoyu's past abandoned by his biological parents. He gave Mo Xiaoyu half of the apple in his hand.

Although Mo Xiaoyu had already eaten his half, he did not forget that it belonged to Xu Yan, and shook his head, "Xu Yan eats it."

Duan Xuyan said softly: "Xuyan can't eat anymore, Xiaoyu eats."

Mo Xiaoyu glanced at him, as if wondering if what he said was true.

Duan Xuyan didn't speak either, just smiled at him, Mo Xiaoyu hummed and took the half of the apple.

Grandpa Bai had to work. After drinking the water, he put the bowl and apple aside. He came to collect the plastic bottles that Mo Xiaoyu had piled up in the yard.

Mo Xiaoyu helped him drag a large woven bag from the tricycle, stuffed all the crushed bottles in the yard into the bag, and tied it firmly with rope.

Grandpa Bai took out a steelyard, roughly weighed it, and then took out a heavy cloth bag from his pocket, which was full of coins, making a tinkling sound.

Mo Xiaoyu took it from his grandfather and showed it to Duan Xuyan, "Xiaoyu, make money and buy eggs."

Duan Xuyan looked at the bags full of coins and asked curiously, "Why are they all coins?"

"Xiao Yu likes it." Grandpa Bai was fixing the sack loaded on the cart with a rope, "He doesn't like banknotes."

Xiao Yu nodded in agreement, "I don't like it, Xiao Yu doesn't like it."

After tidying up, Grandpa Bai got on the tricycle and was about to go home. Before he left, he said to Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, the news said that there will be a typhoon in two days, so don't go out to pick up bottles when it rains and the wind is strong. I heard the typhoon was pretty strong."

Mo Xiaoyu seemed to understand but half understood.

Grandpa Bai turned his head on the tricycle, waved at the two of them, and left.

Duan Xuyan turned to look at Mo Xiaoyu, and saw that the person looked sleepy, guessing that he was tired, "When Xiaoyu is tired, go and take a nap."

Mo Xiaoyu was indeed sleepy, she lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, "Xuyan..."

Duan Xuyan understood what he meant, raised his hand to touch his soft forehead hair, and said softly: "Xiaoyu took a nap, Xuyan will go back."

As soon as Duan Xuyan heard that she was going to take a nap and Duan Xuyan was about to leave, Mo Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide and tried to look like she was not sleepy, and shook her head twice.

Duan Xuyan tilted his head slightly to look at his big almond eyes, "Then Xuyan will play with you for a while?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded.

When the two returned to the house, Mo Xiaoyu went up to the second floor and carried a piggy bank down. The material of the piggy bank was very poor quality plastic, and it looked like a dark blue pig. It gave people a very rough feeling, like that Something you can buy at a two dollar store.

But Mo Xiaoyu was obviously very precious. He put the piggy bank pig on the table, then took out the bag full of coins that Grandpa Bai gave him just now, and began to put coins into the piggy bank one by one.

Duan Xuyan rested his elbows on the table, rested his cheeks on his palms, and sat quietly watching Mo Xiaoyu.

For Mo Xiaoyu's experience of being abandoned by his biological parents when he was young, Duan Xuyan was shocked from the beginning to now distressed and sad. He thought of his parents who had always trusted him and supported him in all his decisions, and he couldn't believe that this world is actually true. There are parents who cruelly abandon their children.

Mo Xiaoyu is indeed a very special person. He reacts slowly, and sometimes he can't understand the meaning of what others say.

It's too easy for you to scare him and bully him. As long as you are a little bit aggressive towards him, he will be afraid, and he will also be afraid of the dark.

After getting along with each other for the past two days, Duan Xuyan found that Mo Xiaoyu's advantages must be more than his disadvantages. He is very disciplined, he will not touch other people's things casually, he does not like to waste food, he will share with others, and he will remember others' respect for him Ok then reciprocate back.

He doesn't like others to pity him, and he doesn't take it for granted that his neighbors give him delicious food, and he will pay them, although it is not much, but he will definitely give it.

He is not smart enough, but he is hardworking and earns money with his own hands. It is not bad that he is a young man picking up junk, but he is also working hard to live.

He is still very filial, always thinking about his grandmother who is so kind to him.

There are two beautiful but somewhat contradictory qualities in him, soft and strong, which are very precious, so precious that Duan Xuyan wants to protect him.

I don't know how long it took, the piggy bank was full, and some that couldn't be stuffed were put in the bag.

Mo Xiaoyu held the piggy bank that had become heavy again, with a very clean smile on his face, without any particularly prominent emotions.

Duan Xuyan laughed along with him unconsciously, and asked Mo Xiaoyu, "Is it heavy?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded, "Heavy."

"Is the rain heavier or the piglet heavier?"

Mo Xiaoyu thought for a while, lowered his head and touched his waist and stomach, feeling the touch, then turned his head and said to Duan Xuyan: "Little pig is heavy."