Not long after Yueming came to Gu's house, Gu Qizhou took Youyou and Gu Miaomiao to participate in the recording of the second variety show.
Compared with the first period, the three days of the second period were much easier for them, like a trip that was fully recorded and paid attention to by people all over the country.
While the show was being broadcast live, Yu Lan and the others took a spare afternoon to watch it.
The part of the game happened to be that they invited a few retired special forces soldiers and asked the children to make these handsome young soldiers laugh.
The other children tried to make funny faces and tell jokes, Yoyo made cute faces, and couldn't remember any of the jokes.
In the end, she scratched her head, staggered and fell to the feet of the special soldier, fell down with a grandiose oops, and rolled on the ground like touching porcelain, yelling, "Yo Yo, I fell down, I need my brother to hug me to get up."
The unsmiling and well-trained special forces couldn't resist Xiaotuanzi's cute attack, so he burst out laughing and hugged the coquettish and rolling Xiaotuanzi.
Aunt Zhang brought Yu Lan a glass of lemonade, glanced at it, and said with a smile:
"I watched the previous season of this show last time. It seems that in the last season, my mother will be invited to participate in an episode. If you go, Ma'am, you will definitely be the youngest and most beautiful one among the mothers."
Yoyo, who Yu Lan conceived and gave birth to at the age of twenty-eight, is only thirty-one years old now.
For female stars, thirty-one years old is the peak stage of aura and appearance.
Aunt Zhang thought that before she came to Gu's family, she had always liked watching Yu Lan's movies and TV series. If she hadn't taken a break during her rising period, she would probably be a top-notch flower now.
… What a pity.
Yu Lan took a sip of the lemonade and said nothing.
Yue Ming, who was doing his summer homework at the dining table, heard the sound of the TV and glanced quietly.
She was obviously a little girl whom she had only met two days ago, but when she was on TV, she seemed to have a sense of unreal distance.
But in fact, this sense of distance is real.
Yueming withdrew his gaze, writing his summer homework stroke by stroke at the noisy dining table on a scorching summer day.
Three days passed quickly.
When Yoyo and his group returned home, Yueming had already finished all the thick summer homework.
"Auntie!"
Youyou tugged at the corner of Aunt Zhang's clothes, shaking the bag in her hand excitedly.
"A gift for brother Yueming!"
The little girl is like a Santa Claus, bringing gifts to everyone every time she comes back from recording a show, but Aunt Zhang didn't expect Yoyo to still miss Yueming.
She wiped her wet hands on the apron, a little embarrassed, and said in a panic:
!
"This... How good is this... No need... How can we accept your gift..."
Yoyo tilted her head, wondering why she couldn't accept her gift.
"Does Auntie despise this gift?" The little girl frowned slightly, "You have spent all your money, and I will buy better gifts for Auntie and Brother in the future!"
The maid's room and storeroom are just opposite the kitchen.
Yueming heard the news of Yoyo and the others coming home, and poked his head out from the crack of the door to look carefully, with a little hope rising in his heart.
… Does he have presents too
What will the little girl give him
Aunt Zhang's heart melted when she heard that, she squatted down and said softly:
"Yo, good boy, why would anyone dislike your gift? But you have to understand, Auntie is here to help you, and it's Auntie's job to take care of you, and brother Yueming is here to disturb you, you don't have to Care about us, you know?"
Aunt Zhang is a very simple rural woman. She has no education. The Gu family treats her very well, and she is very contented.
She works hard and only takes what she deserves, and more things make her feel anxious.
Under Aunt Zhang's soft-spoken explanation, the eyes of the little boy who was watching secretly behind the door gradually dimmed.
The weak flame that had just ignited in his eyes was completely extinguished by a bucket of cold water.
He was able to live in such a spacious and expensive house because of the temporary kindness of the host family, but even if he could live under the same roof, it did not mean that he could become friends with the children of this family.
He's just a servant's boy.
The one who caused trouble.
"… ah?"
Outside the door, Youyou was at a loss after hearing Aunt Zhang's words.
She doesn't understand what it means to just work and what it means to not care.
Aunt Zhang is very good to her, brother Yueming is Aunt Zhang's child, so Yo Yo should also be very good to him.
This is a matter of course.
Holding the gift bag, she scratched her head in confusion.
Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw a crack in the opposite room. It seemed that someone was secretly observing in the dark room. Yoyo's eyes lit up, and she held up the bag and dangled:
"Brother Yueming! This! Yours!"
The little girl's voice was so loud that Yue Ming, who was in a daze, was startled.
The little girl with a bright smile seems to have never been troubled, as if she is covered in sunshine, illuminating her surroundings in an instant.
But I was curled up in a small storage room with half a window and dim lights, like a little mouse looking up at the sky in a dark ditch.
"I, I choose! It's been a long time! Here it is! You must like it!!"
Yue Ming, who was immersed in emotions, didn't react for a while, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that the little girl was about to push the door open and enter.
Yue Ming, who was hiding behind the door, was stiff all over.
It's like a small animal that has been hiding in the dark for a long time. The first reaction when seeing the light is not joy, but resistance after being stunned.
bang.
It was nothing but the sound of Yoyo's little head hitting the door panel.
The air freezes.
Yue Ming behind the door, Aunt Zhang and others outside the door all saw this scene.
When her dull pain-sensing nerves transmit this feeling to the cerebral cortex, and her lacrimal glands are ready to brew two bubbles of painful tears—
Shen Jichuan, who has won Ding Yao's true biography, arrived in time and interrupted Yoyo's reading.
"Oh! There was a loud noise just now!" Shen Jichuan hugged Youyou from the ground into his arms, and led her close to the door panel, "Hurry up and see if the door was broken?"
Yoyo, who was stunned at once, was even more stunned by his interruption.
She followed Shen Jichuan in a daze and stretched out her hand, touching the door panel which was so thick that it could not be broken even if it was kicked.
"...No, it's not broken."
Shen Jichuan asked back: "Is it really not broken?"
Yoyo was completely distracted, checked carefully, and nodded seriously: "It's really not broken."
Shen Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously:
"That's good. I thought you hit the door and hurt it. If you hit it, you have to apologize to others."
yo yo touched
own forehead.
Actually it still hurts a little.
But if it hurts, the door probably hurts too.
So she was completely led astray by Shen Jichuan, not only forgot that she was going to cry, but also honestly bowed her head to the door and apologized:
"Sorry, I hurt you."
The little girl looked sincere and pitiful, and even Shen Jichuan, who was fooling her, felt a little distressed.
Yu Lan was dumbfounded, and said to Aunt Zhang next to her:
"... Tell me, do I really want to take Yoyo to see a doctor?"
Aunt Zhang didn't make a sound.
And Yue Ming at the door froze in place, unable to believe what he had just done.
... Why did he close the door suddenly
... He fucked her! injured.
... but... but he just... he didn't mean to...
Shen Jichuan didn't pay attention to Yueming's actions, Yoyo was only temporarily attracted by him, and he might not remember it when he recovered.
So he turned the wheelchair and found an excuse to take Yoyo out of here.
It is common for children to have bumps and bumps, as long as they are not deliberately bullying, Yu Lan will not take it to heart.
But Aunt Zhang didn't think so.
After repeatedly apologizing to Yu Lan, she hurried into Yue Ming's room, and as soon as the door was closed, she couldn't restrain the anger in her tone, and asked tremblingly:
"... what were you doing just now?"
But Aunt Zhang interrupted him:
"What did mom say to you? You have to be nice to Yoyo, don't provoke her, just accept when she treats you well, and don't blame her when she treats you badly, Xiao Ming, you are a good boy, you should understand that mom The meaning in the words..."
Yue Ming opened his mouth, tears rolled in his eyes, but it seemed that he was stabbed by this bloodless gentle knife to rebel again.
He closed his mouth again, and listened to his mother's warning without saying a word.
"... Remember, you must apologize to Yoyo later, do you understand?"
He resisted with silence.
Aunt Zhang had no choice but to sigh softly and leave the room.
Yueming stood there for a long time.
He didn't understand why his mother was willing to lower her profile to the dust.
He didn't even understand why his mother admitted that they were inferior, but also expected him to study hard and go to a farther place.
Could it be that going to a farther place is to realize your own humbleness more clearly
It wasn't until his legs were numb that Yue Ming gently pushed open the door and picked up the little gift that Yoyo dropped on the ground.
Unpacking, there is a rough glass figurine inside.
It's in the shape of an angel.
But now, it has been broken into two halves, no matter how Yueming puts it together, it will not be able to make it to its original appearance.
Under the weak desk lamp, the little boy rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, took out the glue from the manual class from his schoolbag, and tried to glue the broken little angel together again and again in vain.
Outside the half window behind him, Mian Mian, who appeared there at some unknown time, was leaning against the window, quietly looking at the small glimmer of light.
The human cubs over there seem to have a lot of little troubles.