This question stopped Xiao Yuan. He has prepared gifts for many people, but the two brothers Xiao Muting will not talk about them, but grandparents, Cheng Yue, and Xia Qi all have them.
But he never thought of giving Mingshu a gift.
During the ten days at the beach, he didn't even think of Mingshu. Mingshu is just a neighbor and happened to have a conversation with him once. If so many neighbors in the compound send gifts, where can he send them
Ke Mingshu asked him for a gift with his watery eyes open, the shadow of his eyelashes cut through the light in his dark brown pupils, so looking forward to it, he suddenly felt guilty - he seemed to have prepared one less gift.
Although Mingshu was young, he was very careful. When he saw Xiao Yuan's reaction, he guessed that the gift was not his own.
His raised face was lowered, and his slightly fat fingers were pinching each other, sad.
It's like eating a sour candy. Others coax him, saying that the outer layer melts, and the inside is sweet. He endured the sourness and ate all the outside a little bit. The candy is really sweet, but this one is bitter.
This morning, Xiao Jincheng came to tell him that Xiao Yuan was coming back in the afternoon. He was so happy that he didn't eat his lunch well and didn't fall asleep in the afternoon. He hurried to Xiao's house in the afternoon and waited for Xiao Yuan to come back with Xiao Jincheng and Xiao Muching.
Xiao Jincheng and Xiao Muching were waiting for gifts, but he was waiting for his brother.
Of course there is also a gift from my brother.
He is so happy.
But now, everyone has received gifts, and my brother didn't prepare any gifts for him at all, so Xiao Jincheng lied to him.
He is 5 years old, but he has never received a gift, and the grievances that are not clear come up. He wanted to cry a little, but it was too unmanly. He endured it and squeezed out a few words in his throat.
Xiao Yuan watched the light in the child's eyes gradually dim, and was about to squat down and coax a few words. In the car, there were things brought back from the beach. My sister packed a box full of shell pearls, and she could coax Mingshu with just any one of them. But just as he was about to speak, he saw Mingshu turned around and said with his back to him, "Brother, I'm going home for dinner."
Running away.
Xiao Yu'an stood there, confused for a while.
Ming Shu ran around a corner before stopping. He told his grandma that he would have dinner at Xiao's house today, but if he didn't run away, he would really cry. He tried hard to hold back, but he couldn't hold back. He had waited for so many days, but he didn't have the gift.
If only Xiao Jincheng hadn't lied to him, he didn't expect a gift.
Why did Xiao Jincheng make a deal with him? Why didn't brother give him a shell gun
Tired of running and grievances, he squatted on the ground, picked up a stone, and painted the shell gun Xiao Jincheng got on the ground.
That gun is nice and shiny.
He wants it too.
This corner is in the middle of the two courtyards, not on the main road, and generally no one walks. Mingshu squatted for a while, his feet were numb, but he didn't want to go home. When he got home, his grandmother had to ask him why he didn't eat at Xiao's house. He found a tree, sat down at the root, leaned against the trunk and looked at the sky.
The sun has been setting for a long time, and the sky is black and green, not dazzling. But after a while, he raised his arm and wiped his eyes. After a while, he wiped it again, and his little shoulders were crying.
In fact, he has been unhappy for several days. After hearing that his brother went to grandpa's house, he asked grandpa if he could go to grandpa's house. Grandpa called his mother that night, and he listened a little excitedly. His mother's voice came from the phone. It was very nice. His mother was very beautiful, but her mother said that she didn't have time to pick him up.
"Dad, the child is with you, it's hard for you to take care of it."
He had heard such words several times. Ever since he could remember, as long as he said that he missed his mother, his grandfather would call, but his mother repeated this sentence over and over again.
To him, this sentence means that his mother is not coming.
He tugged at the corner of grandpa's shirt, "Can I have a word with my mother?"
But the mother's voice came from the receiver, "Dad, I have something to do, hang up first."
He didn't speak to his mother, and when the phone was handed to him, there was only a beeping sound.
He hated the sound the most.
He was sad that day, but the thought of his brother bringing him presents made him happier. Now that there are no gifts, I can't take it anymore after crying. After crying, it was completely dark and I was hungry.
The tree he was sitting on was actually just outside the courtyard wall of the Xiao family, and he could hear the movements of the Xiao family too clearly. Grandpa Xiao prepared a table of dishes. Brother and sister were still eating grapes in the yard after eating. Xiao Jincheng held the shell gun and didn't let go. He always said that he was more handsome than Xiao Muting.
"I don't have a shell gun..." He muttered in a sullen voice, wiped his tears again, listened to the sound of his stomach, wanted to cry for a while and then went home.
The Ming family didn't prepare his dinner, so he sneaked back, not wanting his grandparents to see his red eyes from crying. Grandpa and grandma were watching TV and only said "back" and didn't talk to him again.
He went upstairs to take a bath by himself, looked at himself with red eyes in the mirror, pouted, and said to himself, "Why are you crying, it's not a man to cry anymore."
The word manliness was a word he had learned from his mother.
For as long as he can remember, he lived at his grandparents' house. His father came to visit him during the holidays, and his mother came less often. Other children live with their parents, but he has no parents. He doesn't understand either. Once he waited for a long time and hoped for his mother to come, but his mother only stayed with him for one afternoon before leaving again. He hugged his mother not to let him go, and cried with an open voice. His mother said to him, "You are a man, and a man cannot cry. No one likes a crying child."
He kept this sentence firmly in mind, a man can't cry.
He secretly cried.
The Xiao family was lively, and Xiao Jincheng was already noisy enough. After dinner, several of Xiao Yu'an's friends came.