When his father didn't talk to him, he could only follow the early education machine to learn over and over again.

Occasionally, when his father is in a good mood, he will teach him to draw.

He learned to draw very quickly and he painted very well.

But sometimes, he would draw a painting that he was particularly satisfied with and show it to his father. After staring at the painting for a while, his father would suddenly tear up the painting like crazy.

Pointing at his nose, he became furious and told him not to draw again in the future.

A few days later, his father seemed to have forgotten that he was not allowed to draw, and personally got him a brush and drawing paper and let him draw.

He sat behind the table and drew, and his father sat next to him, watching him intently.

Sometimes, his dad can watch him for hours without moving.

His dad was with him and he was very happy.

He worked hard to draw well.

Sometimes, his father would praise him repeatedly for the paintings he drew, and he would hold him and kiss him, saying that he was worthy of his kind.

Sometimes, he would get angry and tear up his paintings.

This goes on and on and on and on...

Until his father died.

After his father died, the gallery was sold.

He and his mother returned home.

From then on, when people talked about him, the most common thing he heard was that this kid was going to have a bad life.

yes.

His fate is indeed bad.

He didn't go to school, so he had no classmates.

His dad doesn't let him go out to play, so he has no friends.

But he can read books and watch TV.

The parents in the book and the parents on TV are not like his parents.

Among the children in his neighborhood, he was the most unlucky. He didn't have enough to eat and was beaten every day.

When he escaped from home, he thought about it.

He would rather die alone in the mountains than return to his so-called home.

"Little brother, how did you get in?" Little Sapling asked curiously: "The tickets here are very expensive."

"I sneaked in," Wen Qiuci said, "I'm so young and no one cares about me. If I come in, I won't go out."

"Oh," the little sapling asked, "how long have you been here?"

Wen Qiuci said: "It's been more than two days."

"Then where did your broken pots and bowls come from?" The little guy asked endless questions.

Wen Qiuci said: "My mother broke it when she was fighting with my stepfather. She asked me to throw it away, but I hid it."

"oh oh……"

What else did the little sapling want to ask? Ye Xingbei patted his little head: "Xiaoshu, eat first. After the little brother finishes eating, you can chat with the little brother."

"Oh, oh, good!" the little sapling agreed, and took a big bite of meat, making her little cheeks suddenly bulge.

The little guy narrowed his eyes happily: "It's delicious!"

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei were both so amused by him that they reached out to touch his head at the same time.

Ye Xingbei's hand fell on the little sapling's head first. Gu Junzhu's hand fell behind a few seconds and fell on Ye Xingbei's hand.

Ye Xingbei pursed his lips and smiled, then held his hand with his backhand.

The two of them clasped their fingers together and held hands.

The little sapling raised his head and glanced at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei, turned back to look at Wen Qiuci, and said proudly: "Little brother, look, my parents are different from your parents. They have a good relationship.

He always likes to feed us dog food! So we have to eat meat quickly and eat more meat, otherwise, my parents will feed us dog food!"
Chapter completed!