The Lu family’s old house.
In the evening, under the sunset glow in the sky, Xiaobao sat motionless in front of the easel, and his small figure looked particularly lonely and pitiful.
"Xiaobao! Come over for dinner! Grandma made your favorite squirrel mandarin fish! Xiaobao... Xiaobao?"
Mrs. Lu called out about five or six times before Xiaobao finally responded.
The little guy packed up the easel meticulously, stared in the direction he had been looking at in the afternoon for a few more times, and then obediently went into the house.
The table was filled with dishes of all kinds, both Chinese and Western.
"Xiaobao, eat more! These are your favorite foods!"
"Yes, eat more! Come, let grandpa pick some food for you!"
Xiaobao glanced blankly at the food on the table, picked up the chopsticks with his little hands, picked up a piece of the nearest dish, then lowered his head and started eating, without needing any coaxing at all.
Seeing Xiaobao being so well behaved, the two elders both breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Lu glanced at his wife secretly and said, "I told you it would be alright!"
That night, Xiaobao still ate a lot, even more than usual, and seemed to have a good appetite.
Three days passed peacefully without any incidents. Mr. Lu was very happy and Mrs. Lu was finally able to put her mind at ease.
However, that night...
Suddenly, a servant's panicked cry came from Xiaobao's room.
"Master! Madam! Something bad has happened! The young master... come and have a look!"
"What are you yelling about? What happened?"
The two of them hurried over.
Then I saw Xiaobao in the room, bending over and vomiting all over the floor. He had vomited out everything he had eaten that night, and he was still vomiting acid...
Madam Lu quickly patted his back gently, "Ah! Xiaobao! What happened to Xiaobao? Why did you suddenly vomit so violently? "
Mr. Lu said calmly, "It's just a child. What's the big deal if he vomits occasionally? It may just be indigestion. Don't make a fuss!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the little guy's body went limp and he fainted.
"Xiaobao—" Old Madam Lu screamed.
This time even Mr. Lu could no longer remain calm. He was horrified and yelled at the servants: "What are you standing there for? Go get a doctor!"
For a moment, the whole old house was in chaos.
Madam Lu held the pale-faced Xiaobao in her arms, almost losing her mind in anxiety, and kept complaining to Lu Chongshan, "It's all your fault for saying it's okay! It's okay now, isn't it? You're not going to give up until my grandson is tortured to death, are you? What's wrong with Tingxiao falling for that woman? She alone can make our Xiaobao happy! Even if she's a beggar on the street, I'd let her in!"
"You...what are you saying!"
"What's wrong with me? Did I say something wrong? I just want my precious grandson to be fine! Xiaobao was so good before! He had recovered! But now he has become like this again! My heart is broken!"
"Don't I feel sad? I am planning for Xiaobao's future!"
"Now that I'm dead, what future do I have!" Old Madam Lu said, not knowing what she was thinking of. She hurriedly ordered the servant beside her: "Xiao Rong, go and bring me the young master's drawing paper!"
"Okay, ma'am, I'll be there right away!"
The maid quickly brought over Xiaobao's afternoon paintings.
The two elders quickly looked at it carefully.
Xiaobao's painting was completely blank, but when they got closer, they saw a line of small words written in pencil in the middle of the canvas:
Aunt Xiao Xi
Xiaobao is good.
Why don't you want Xiaobao
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As soon as she saw Mrs. Lu's tears, she couldn't hold back any more. "Xiaobao is not fine at all! He is forcing himself to behave. He obviously can't eat but he still forces himself to eat. He obviously wants to make a scene like before but he forces himself to be obedient... just because he promised others to be good!"