Ye Xun is drawing lines on the storybook.
This is a drawing class that can be found in kindergartens. The difference is that the kindergarten has paper and crayons, but there are none at home, or the stock is too small, and he is not willing to consume it at all.
Color crayons, 16 colors in a box.
Use a little, a little less.
The most commonly used colors are easier to use up early.
In order to save paper and pen, Ye Xun came up with the method of drawing in front of the storybook—imagining that he was drawing.
He usually does it often, after all, Mommy always broadcasts live, and he can only play alone.
At home, there were not many toys.
So, as he traced and traced, he found his usual state of play, and gradually forgot what he was broadcasting live.
The tension in my heart gradually dissipated.
The pen held by the little hand became more and more stable, and the lines drawn followed the pictures, either round or zigzag.
He never tires of it, and can play like this for an hour or two at a time.
The popularity of the live broadcast room 2... 3... 13... 16... 34... actually keeps rising.
In the afternoons of weekends, during leisure time for afternoon tea, there are always people who are lazy and have nothing to do, and open a few new live broadcasts at random to have fun.
Slowly, the screen changed from a deserted whiteboard of comments to more and more barrage.
[Is there really only children in this live broadcast?]
[I am familiar with this storybook! I seem to have bought it for my daughter too, hahaha~]
[The little guy's hands are so cute, oh, everything is so cute when it's reduced in size.]
[I just came in when I saw the room was called 'Beautiful Girl'. I didn't expect it to be a baby. Surprise!]
[Little guy, what are you describing?]
Although it was approaching autumn and winter, the sun was still shining brightly, directly shining into the south-facing room on the second floor.
Ye Xun sat on the ground, lying on the side of the round glass coffee table, lowered his little head from time to time, stroked the raised hair on his head with his left hand, as if he was thinking, and then 'filled in' on the storybook.
The table area is not large, and this spread out storybook almost occupies most of the place.
His small nose is very upturned, and from time to time, when he is in the mirror, especially when he bends down to look through the small schoolbag, a little furry head with dull hair will appear in the picture.
All of a sudden, there were a few more bullet screens.
[The anchor is a baby? This baby's stupid hair grows on my cute spot! Pay attention!]
[Ah, I want to see the little guy's face. The small nose and small hands are so beautiful, this soft black hair, I really want to touch it~]
[Please show your face!]
[Isn't it good for a child to show his face? It's a bit dangerous, anchor parents should be careful.]
[I don't agree with children live broadcasting, using children to make money.]
[Don't ask the Holy Mother in front, maybe they have bodyguards at home, I want you to worry about it!]
[The person who said there was a bodyguard at home must be unmarried and have no children. Didn’t you see that this sum is old? I have this storybook, and it only costs 25 yuan for a pack of ten.]
The live broadcast interface was immediately divided into two camps, and there was a quarrel.
But the popularity value keeps rising.
Ye Xun didn't know this.
Even if he saw the comments, he didn't know so many words.
But fortunately, it didn't take long for the anxiety on both sides to be broken.
"Cub, how are you doing alone?"
Ye Susu, who chatted for a while, opened the door and came in.
She was a little worried about Ye Xunzai, so she came up first to have a look.
As a result, one sentence made the noisy live broadcast room quiet.
Then, there were more outbreaks.
[This little guy is broadcasting live without telling his parents?]
[His mother didn't even know that the child was broadcasting live! ?]
[Wow, did you just see it? His mother opened the door and came in, the little guy was so scared that his little hands popped in panic? He seems to want to cover the lens!]
[Secretly engaged in live broadcast... Awesome, how old is this kid? Judging by the size of small hands, it is about elementary school?]
[Five or six years old, right? I guess I didn't go to elementary school. I just saw the schoolbag he took out. There are no books in it. Is it just kindergarten?]
[Kindergarten anchor! ?]
The whole live room was shaken!
And the mother and son don't know yet.
"Cub, you are reading, why didn't you play with the new toy that Auntie Lemon gave you?"
Ye Susu came in, and immediately saw the back of the little guy lying on the coffee table reading a book seriously.
Toy gift boxes are piled up in the corner.
The little guy is depressed and hasn't healed yet
She immediately remembered this sad question.
The little guy didn't need to answer, Ye Susu pulled a big warm smile, took the toy over, knelt down and sat on the ground, trying to be at eye level with the kid, trying to see some clues on the kid's face .
"Don't like this?"
She sent the toy to the other party's arms.
[what? Lego series? Rich!]
[This is at least 500, right? so big!]
There are many people who know the goods in the live broadcast room, and they can infer a thing or two just by seeing the corner of the box.
"Cub, take it out and play."
"Is this a building block? Shall I play with you?"
Ye Susu doubled the softness of her voice.
But Ye Xun lowered his head and said nothing.
The first time he received the gift, he saw it clearly.
This is Lego.
Xiaopang in the kindergarten has Lego villains and cars, and he has shown off to him several times, saying that it is a pity that he does not have a father, and his mother may not be able to afford it even if he works alone. It is a pity that he will not be able to play with this toy. .
Ye Xun pursed his lips as he thought about it, and pushed the box away.
"I... don't play... this."
He doesn't want it either.
"Mommy, here you are..."
He turned his head away from looking at it.
There are a few LEGO figures drawn on the box, which seem to be uncle firefighters, and there are fire trucks beside them.
It seems to be more fun than the one that Xiaopang brought to kindergarten.
But... he didn't want to.
He lowered his head, afraid that if he took a second look, he couldn't help but want to take it apart and fiddle with it, so he could only keep looking at the grain of the light brown wooden floor at his feet.
"Don't you like it?"
Seeing him like this, Ye Susu became worried.
She was a little uncertain about the boy's preferences.
She herself prefers the furry series.
But in the past two days, apart from storybooks and a few small cars, she didn't see the little boy take any other toys.
Ye Xun didn't know Ye Susu's entanglement.
I don't like it, it's not fun...
He gritted his teeth and pinched the hem of his clothes to say something, but for some reason, he couldn't say it.
He stole another glance at the box.
He still... kinda likes it.
In case... the family has money in the future, he also wants to take it to the kindergarten to share and play with everyone, just like Xiaopang.
But now, the family almost has no money to buy rice.
he knows.
"Mommy, you can sell it to other uncles and aunts."
Ye Xun raised his head and spoke seriously.
He knows that Mommy sells unused things online and can exchange them for money.
The next moment, he pouted his buttocks, stretched out his little hands, and dragged the shopping bag containing the toy gift box out of the corner again.
The little hand dug inside and found a shopping list.
Pass it to Ye Susu.
"Invoice, Mommy."
"Unopened, it can be sold."
He heard Ye Susu say it more than once.
Clothes don't remove the tags, and try to keep the invoices for things, so that they can be sold at a good price when they are resold.
Ye Susu also told him not to break his previous miniature car toy, otherwise it would not be in good condition and would not be sold in the future.
Therefore, Ye Xun has always been very careful.
"This packing box, the corners are not damaged."
From Xiaopang's point of view, Lego is very expensive, if you sell it for money, you should be able to feed them for a month, right
Ye Xun frowned.
"Sell?"
Ye Susu waited for half the salary, but he didn't expect this answer.
For a moment, she didn't know how to speak.
Selling baby toys
Just received a gift
She immediately searched her memories, and found that the original body had really done similar things.
In the past, the gifts from relatives received by the children during the Chinese New Year were sold by the original body as long as they were not needed for a while.
sweat.
She raised her head again to see the expression on the little brat's face - pitiful, forbearing, reluctance, but righteous and arrogant.
She felt sore, she didn't know, "I don't want to play, I'll sell it" is just a child's words against his will.
He is too miserable. When she was a little milk cat, she could play with whatever she wanted, and even used the shit shovel officer's wardrobe as a cat climbing frame, grinding her claws when she was unhappy.
Only when wandering, it is more miserable.
She sighed and reached out to take the gift box.
Ye Xun breathed a sigh of relief.
If he took it for a while longer, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to give it to Mommy.
Now being taken away, he has some empty regrets in his heart.
[Oh my God! no? This mom really wants to sell children's gifts?]
[How difficult is life in this family? Hold a big grass!]
[Look, his little hands are hanging down, ah, how sad this child must be!]
[This child... so pitiful. As for? Lego is also sold for money?]
[Don't tell me, the pen is bald, so you don't have money to buy it? No, this is too heartbreaking!]
[My salary is 3,000, and my husband's salary is 4,000, but I even enroll my child in piano lessons, so I save food and money. It's not difficult for the child to say anything! This mother... I am convinced!]
The live broadcast room was suddenly messy.
The two quarrels just now seemed to have never happened.
Those who said that children can't live broadcast are the most active at this moment.
[There are only 3,000 silver melon seeds left, all for the children, crowdfunding, please don't sell this Lego!]
[There are only two hundred golden melon seeds left, so it’s okay to buy a smaller Lego for the child to play with.]
[666 Silver Melon Seeds, please change your child to a new pen, I beg this mother!]
All of a sudden, the popularity of the room soared.
But Ye Susu didn't know anything about it.
She took the Lego, and soon saw Ye Xunzi's drooping shoulders.
She really wished she could hold this little brat into her arms, pinch and rub his soft cheeks twice, and wanted to ask what was going on in his little head!
But fortunately, she held back and used all the violence on the outer box of Lego.
RIP!
The kind of violent tearing that cannot be restored!
With a wave of her hand and a lift of her eyes, her voice was crisp and rustling.
"Cubs play!"
"We don't sell!"
Relying on selling cubs' toys for a living, is she still an old cat
It must not be done like this.
She tore the carton, tearing and tearing was quite addictive, and it formed a small ball of plastic film on her fingertips, keep kneading.
After playing for a long time, she finally stopped her movements and stuffed the Lego pieces inside into the cub's arms.
"Take it and play with it!"
Ye Xun was stunned.
At first, he was terrified by her violent appearance, and then he heard her words clearly, his little heart was beating wildly, as if he was happy but also a little apprehensive.
"This building block..." Ye Xun's feet were still floating, and his voice was hoarse when he said it, "If you play it once... there is no need to mess with it."
Building blocks take up space and accumulate dust, and it takes time to clean them. Ye Susu never buys them for him, and doesn't like him playing with them.
"You play it once, it's its honor."
Ye Susu pulled his tender cheeks and narrowed his eyes.
Feel soft and waxy, elastic, exactly as imagined, comfortable!
Ye Xun's little face turned red.
Got ripped off!
But in my heart, it was like being dipped in honey for an instant, sweet and sweet, and I didn't feel any pain on my face.
The pitiful voices of everyone in the live broadcast room stopped suddenly.
A bunch of scattered flowers, a bunch of moved and crying cries, mixed with "crowdfunding" rewards came one after another.
In Ye Susu's ears, there was also a pleasant voice.
[Complete today's task 2.]
[Cub's current mood: happy.]
[Reward Cub Raising Value: 1]