The black lacquer did not see the original color of the quilt. There was a thick layer of dirt on it, exuding a damp and musty smell. When I touched it with my hands, I couldn't help but feel a headache and hard. Su Kui can imagine that Xiao Nianjun must have had a hard time last winter.
Where can this bedding be heated? ! There is no temperature at all!
The small yard is very small, and there are some messy things. On the east side against the wall, a vegetable plot was opened up, and some seasonal vegetables were planted in it.
There was plenty of sunshine at noon. Mu Nianjun hugged his knees, curled his shoulders, and sat silently on a small stool. The sun above his head was warm and warm, shining on him, making him greedy for this temperature, so he could not help but lift his head and squint His eyes revealed a comfortable look with fluffy sleepy eyes.
When Su Kui came out to see this picture, his heart softened, and he even more disagreed with what Mu Zhi had done.
The sound of her footsteps disturbed Mu Nianjun, and he saw his small body tremble, and quickly lowered his head. The relaxed posture he had originally revealed also disappeared with Su Kui's appearance.
Su Kui shook his head and sighed, but there was still time. Sooner or later, Mu Nianjun could discover her change, and he would no longer be afraid of him.
It's just that sooner or later, wait a minute, don't scare the child.
Thinking about this, Su Kui walked into the yard with the smelly quilt in his arms. Seeing that Su Kui’s goal was not him, Mu Nianjun breathed a sigh of relief and quietly raised his head to look at Su Kui. Once Su Kui made a turn, he immediately buried his head on his chest, like a frightened quail. .
Children are young and have simple psychological thoughts.
He saw Su Kui coming out with his quilt, and remembered last winter, wearing clothes to sleep, but he couldn't stop the feeling like sleeping in an ice cellar with his bones freezing.
At that time, Mu Nianjun thought of "death", and he even felt that he was about to freeze to death.
But he didn't. Now sitting on a small stool, feeling the temperature of the sun falling from his head and enveloping his whole body, he is nostalgic.
But now, mother actually took her quilt away, and Mu Nianjun suddenly became nervous. What is she going to do? Does she not even plan to give herself a quilt now
What to do this winter? You will be frozen to death!
Mu Nianjun felt desperate in her little heart, pursing her small mouth, and clutching his sleeves tightly.
He is more afraid of Mu Zhi, because occasionally Mu Zhi gets upset and beats him.
Su Kui could understand his thoughts, so when he turned his head, he caught Mu Nianjun's thoughts that he had no time to lower his head and then exposed.
Despair, and sadness...
She paused, stopped the action of drawing water from the well in her hand, and walked up to Mu Nianjun and squatted down in a stiff posture.
Only she was close enough, Mu Nianjun immediately shrank and buried his head low, expressing his fear of Su Kui with actions.
"Well, Junjun is worried that your mother will take your quilt away and not return it to you?"
Su Kui didn't touch him, because the original body's influence on Mu Nianjun was deeply ingrained and buried deep in his bones, which could not be eliminated in a short while.
Forcibly approaching him regardless of his will, he will only exchange for deeper resistance.
Mu Nianjun was surprised. He raised his sallow face in astonishment. The malnutrition made him not as fat as a baby of his age. The sharp chin made his eyes bigger and scary.