Xingyu Street

The grandma of the homestay looked at Duan Xuyan tenderly, "Xiao Yu will definitely miss you."

Duan Xuyan smiled, "I will also miss him, but there is no way, I have to go back to work after I have enough rest... I will come back to see him when I have time, but I don't know if he will remember me at that time. "

The grandma at the homestay nodded affirmatively and said, "He will definitely remember you."

Duan Xuyan smiled silently, and said, "Grandma, actually I have something to ask you."

"Well, you said."

"Xiaoyu lives alone, and no one can take care of him. Although Grandma Ying brought him food before, but Grandma Ying is old and her legs are not good. It is very difficult to give Xiaoyu a bite of food with the meager pension. It's hard, I can take care of him when I'm here, but I'm afraid that I'm gone..." Duan Xuyan paused after saying this, "Grandma, can you..."

Duan Xuyan felt that this matter was a little troublesome for the grandma of the B&B. He had always thought about it well before. He gave grandma a bank card with a regular deposit of money in it, and asked Mo Xiaoyu to eat three meals a day at the B&B. He paid for the expenses, but when it came time to speak, it was not so easy to say these words.

It was the homestay grandma who understood what he hadn't said.

"You want Xiaoyu to come to my place to eat?"

Duan Xuyan nodded, and took out the bank card that was prepared in advance, "I will pay for the food, but I have to trouble Grandma to take care of him for me."

Mo Xiaoyu won't go out when it's hot at noon, and now he only goes to the ancient town to pick up bottles during the day and at four or five o'clock in the afternoon when it's relatively cool.

During the summer vacation in July and August, he is the busiest time, and the number of tourists in Xingyu Ancient Town will increase several times. At that time, he will be in the ancient town all day long, and will not go outside Xingyu Street to pick up bottles.

When he took a nap at noon, he was thinking about grandma's birthday at the hotel. After waking up, he washed up and found a brush and paper to draw.

The paintbrush is an ultra-luxury set that Duan Xuyan bought for him. After opening the box, there are more than [-] colors of paintbrushes neatly arranged in four rows.

And the rough twelve-color brushes he picked up in the trash can before have been exchanged by Duan Xuyan in the name of exchange, and then thrown far away.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't figure out why Duan Xuyan wanted to exchange such a good paintbrush with him for his set, but Duan Xuyan acted that he really wanted it, and he didn't like the luxurious paintbrush he bought, so Mo Xiaoyu could only talk to him about it. He switched.

When Duan Xuyan came, Mo Xiaoyu was drawing. He was sitting in front of the coffee table very seriously. What he wanted to draw had roughly appeared on the drawing paper. It could be seen that he was drawing the small yard of the grandma in the hotel.

Mo Xiaoyu's painting can't be regarded as talented, and his lines are immature, but he likes to draw when he is happy, and draw when he is unhappy. They are all simple elements and colors, but they can make people feel happy.

Duan Xuyan came here with a bowl of mango sago dew. Mo Xiaoyu was very happy to see him coming, so he put down the brush in his hand and showed him the half-painted painting, "Xu Yan, Xu Yan~"

Duan Xuyan looked at his paintings seriously, "Xiao Yu's paintings are really good, will you draw another grandma?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded, pointing at Duan Xuyan and then at herself.

Duan Xuyan was surprised, "And me and Xiaoyu?"

Mo Xiaoyu then nodded, "And Grandpa."

Grandpa is the husband of the grandma of the homestay.

Duan Xuyan put down the things in his hands, "Why does Xiaoyu draw so many people?"

"There are a lot of people, okay, grandma, be happy." Mo Xiaoyu said this very seriously, obviously that's what he thought.

For Mo Xiaoyu, painting is like writing a diary. He records his life in the painting, which is why he didn't draw his grandma after his grandma passed away, because grandma is no longer in his life.

But now, he has a very thick picture book, he doesn't draw grandma in his paintings anymore, he can draw Duan Xuyan, a lot of Duan Xuyan, and now there are grandma and grandpa in the homestay.

Duan Xuyan sincerely hoped that his world would be bigger, and that more people would come in, but Mo Xiaoyu's world couldn't be bigger, he only had one acre of land, and he pretended to be all the people he cherished.

Two days later, the grandma's birthday at the homestay.

Duan Xuyan ordered a big birthday cake, covered with fruits.

Mo Xiaoyu was very happy. This was his first time attending someone else's birthday party. When Duan Xuyan went to pick him up before sunset, he found that he was wearing a piece of clothing that he had rarely seen before, a yellow T-shirt.

Mo Xiaoyu pointed to the cartoon characters on the clothes, "It looks good!"

He likes it so much that he seldom wears it. He found it for grandma's birthday today.

Duan Xuyan praised him, "It's so beautiful."

Mo Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

Duan Xuyan reminded him, "Did you bring the gift?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded, and showed Duan Xuyan the scrolled painting hidden behind him. Duan Xuyan taught him the way of rolling the painting without folding it. He learned it once and remembered it, and never folded the painting again.

After checking the things to bring, the two walked towards the hotel together.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the number of tourists in the ancient town was much less.

Mo Xiaoyu is in a good mood, this journey is not easy, and she will jump when she sees a step.

It was completely dark when the two arrived at the B&B. There was a small chandelier hanging outside the small courtyard, which was very beautiful. It was prepared by the girl in a long skirt and her friend who lived in the B&B.

Mo Xiaoyu seldom went out after dark, this was the first time he saw such a small chandelier, and he opened his mouth and wowed.

His reaction pleased the two girls, and they laughed and gave him two white rabbit milk candies.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't take it, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Duan Xuyan.

The girl in the long skirt laughed at him, "Why do you want to look at him when I gave it to you?"

Mo Xiaoyu took it and said thank you in a low voice.

"You're welcome~"

Today's birthday party was attended by guests from the homestay, except for Duan Xuyan, Mo Xiaoyu, the girl in a long skirt, her friend, and the middle-aged couple. The guy with the guitar checked out the day before yesterday Yes, of course I'm not here tonight.

The grandma of the homestay prepared a large table of dishes today, and the table was full of people. She was very happy because of the crowds.

Before dinner, everyone lit candles on the birthday cake, turned off the lights and sang a happy birthday song under the candlelight. Mo Xiaoyu couldn't sing, but he would clap his hands and applaud. When grandma blows out the candles, he looks envious.

The cake Duan Xuyan bought was very big, each of them divided a piece and there was still some left over, so the grandma of the homestay cut up the rest and distributed it to the left and right neighbors.

Before the birthday party ended, Mo Xiaoyu gave the painting to the grandma of the hotel under the encouragement of Duan Xuyan.

The grandma of the homestay was very pleasantly surprised. She couldn't put it down and couldn't get enough of the painting. "Xiao Yu's painting is really good. I want to buy the most beautiful picture frame to hang on the wall, so that everyone who comes can have a good look at it."

Mo Xiaoyu was very happy when he came, and even happier when he left. When Duan Xuyan sent him home, he would jump and jump twice on the road.

"Birthday~Birthday~Xiaoyu likes birthday~"

He really hopes that the grandma of the homestay can celebrate her birthday every day, because everyone is so happy to eat cakes and sing together. He has never been so happy.

Duan Xuyan looked at him with a smile, thinking that the timing was just right, "Xiaoyu, will you go to grandma's house every day from now on?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded.

"Go in the morning, at noon, and in the evening. As long as you are hungry, go to the hotel to find grandma, and grandma will give you delicious food."

Mo Xiaoyu turned to look at him after listening, the happy smile on his face faded a little.

Duan Xuyan continued: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. If it's hot and rainy, don't go out. Just stay at home. Remember to bring a small fan when you go out, and remember to charge the small fan when you sleep at night."

"It's fine if you can't find the bottle. Don't go too far outside. You must go home before the sun goes down."

"I know Xiaoyu is very smart, but if you see some dogs on the road without a leash, you should avoid them and walk away. Don't look at them, don't be afraid, and don't run. You have to walk slowly."

"If someone speaks loudly to you, don't be afraid. Listen to what he is saying first. If it is a bad word or curse, Xiao Yu will cover her ears and stop listening."

"If you feel uncomfortable in your body, such as headache or stomachache, don't be afraid, go to the hotel to find grandma, tell grandma where you are hurting, grandma will take you to see a doctor..."

Duan Xuyan didn't expect that these exhortations would be endless once he said them, and he didn't have any drafts, he just said what he thought of.

All he was paying attention to was wondering if he had missed anything, and he didn't notice Mo Xiaoyu's strangeness at all.

After walking four or five steps, he realized that Mo Xiaoyu hadn't followed. He turned around suspiciously and met a pair of tear-filled almond eyes.

Duan Xuyan's heart trembled violently, his whole heart and hands and feet were numb, and the numbness all made his eye sockets faintly hot.

This was the first time he saw Mo Xiaoyu cry, he never expected Mo Xiaoyu to cry like this, very quiet, without making a sound, but it made his heart feel like something was tightly pinched, it hurt him so much Didn't even dare to breathe hard.

With a hoarse voice, he was a little at a loss, "Xiaoyu..."

Mo Xiaoyu's voice carried a distressing cry, "Is Xuyan angry?"

Duan Xuyan looked at him speechless.

"Did Xiaoyu make Xu Yan angry?" Mo Xiaoyu said while tears were falling, "Xuyan doesn't want to be friends with Xiao Yu anymore?"