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Chapter 273 A painting for Dad every day

There were loud noises outside the house, but after closing the door, all sounds were blocked out by the ordinary wooden door.

It's very quiet in the cabin.

Every day is still the same as last time, sitting on the worn cartoon floor mat playing with building blocks. Sometimes, I will pick up some small dolls and play the game of left hand and right hand.

Lin Mo walked over and said hello to Tiantian.

"day by day!"

"Uncle, you're here again." Tiantian was obviously very happy: "Uncle, do you want to play a game of beating monsters?"

While speaking, he handed over the small doll in his hand.

"Okay, uncle will play with you for a while."

Lin Mo also sat on the edge of the cartoon floor mat and took the little doll that was handed over every day.

To be honest, Lin Mo is quite resistant to playing games with Tiantian. The last time he played the guessing game, he gave Lin Mo a hard time, so this time, Lin Mo had to ask clearly.

"My God, uncle asked you, if you lose, will there be any punishment?" Lin Mo asked seemingly casually.

"No, there is no punishment for this." Tiantian looked confused: "Uncle, do you want to play with punishment?"

"No, I don't want to play!" Lin Mo waved his hands quickly. He almost killed himself just now.

At this time, Lin Mo looked carefully at the little doll in his hand.

It was a doll that looked like a toy soldier. It was somewhat damaged from playing with it for a long time.

"Tiantian, does this doll have a name?" Lin Mo asked.

"Yes, that one of yours is a monster, and the one I'm holding is the security captain, the most powerful one." Tiantian held a doll in his hand and explained to Lin Mo the rules of the game of fighting monsters.

To put it simply, monsters invade a small town and the security captain defeats them.

It's so simple and childish that it's shocking.

After hearing this, Lin Mo followed Tiantian's request and played with the little guy for a while. Of course, the monster on Lin Mo's side was defeated in the end, and the one who won was still the security captain in Tiantian's hands.

Lin Mo put down the little doll in his hand at this time.

"Tiantian, we will play this game later. Uncle wants to talk to you."

It was pitch dark outside, and Lin Mo was playing games with the children here. How could he take this to heart? After all, neither of the two people outside could make a mistake.

The balance that has been maintained in the junk alley for such a long time cannot be broken today.

Tiantian is indeed well-behaved and sensible.

"Uncle, what are you going to say?" He also put down the doll and looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo thought deeply and said, "Uncle has met your father before."

"Really?" Tiantian immediately jumped up excitedly and ran to Lin Mo, with a pair of small eyes shining: "When will dad come back? I've been waiting for him for a long time, but he just doesn't come back. I hate him a little bit."

"

Lin Mo could clearly feel that Tiantian's mood fluctuated greatly.

As a result, the entire second-hand goods alley shook.

Obviously, this sentence just now touched Tiantian's sensitive nerves and caused a change in his mental strength.

This is not a good thing.

What is needed now is balance. Only if Tiantian's mood is normal can his mental strength maintain the existence of the junk alley. Otherwise, the junk alley will soon fall apart.

But at this time, there was no turning back. No matter what Lin Mo said, he had to say it bravely.

"Do you hate dad?" Lin Mo simply asked this question clearly.

"Well, he is always busy, busy making money." Tiantian pouted and said, "Dad said he hopes he can earn 1,000 yuan a day, so that he can come back to accompany me right away."

1000?

Lin Mo understood a little bit why the price of getting rid of the curse of the prison in the junk alley was 1,000.

It turns out that the root cause is here.

So speaking of it, this cage was actually a fantasy that was placed on him every day.

Because if he had 1,000 yuan, his father would come back.

Then, he can be free, because his father can only take him out to play when he comes.

What a poor little kid.

Lin Mo has seen many poor children, and even though they have encountered many misfortunes, there has never been one like him every day.

This child's greatest pain is actually loneliness and endless waiting.

Loneliness makes him like to fantasize and play alone.

Maybe that's why Tiantian's mental power is so strong.

Tiantian was obviously in mood swings right now, so Lin Mo had to calm him down and at the same time, continue according to his plan.

"Then, why does Dad want to make money?" Lin Mo decided to take the initiative to guide him.

He took the initiative to see Tiantian this time, originally intending to stabilize Tiantian's mood.

Lin Mo knew very well that no matter adults or children, they must have a goal to persevere, or in other words, they must have expectations and thoughts.

Without this, that person has no hope and will collapse sooner or later.

On the contrary, with hope and thoughts, and even finally upgraded to faith, this person, at least on the spiritual level, is indestructible.

Lin Mo came to see Tiantian just to give Tiantian hope.

I believe that only by persisting in this way every day will the second-hand goods alley not collapse.

Xiao Tiantian couldn't answer the question of why his father wanted to make money.

Lin Mo smiled inwardly, secretly thinking that children are easy to fool.

"Tiantian, do you need money to buy the toys you play with, the food you eat, and the clothes you wear?" Lin Mo started his performance.

Nod every day.

Accepted Lin Mo's idea.

That is, fun toys and delicious food all require money.

"The reason dad makes money is actually for you to live a good life every day. So tell me, is it hard for dad?"

Tiantian thought about it and nodded: "Thank you."

"Why is it so hard?"

"Dad gets up very early every day and comes back very late."

"What else?"

"Dad would give me delicious shrimps and fish when eating... He said he didn't like them, but I felt that Dad also liked shrimps."

"Yes, dad leaves early and comes home late, actually it is all for you. He wants you to live a good life in the future, wants you to eat well and wear well, wants you to go to a good school, and learn whatever you like. This is

The reason why he wants to make money is that your father loves you very much, do you understand?"

"Well, I understand, I, I love daddy very much too, I love daddy the most."

Lin Mo thought it was almost done.

Because the anger Tiantian had before disappeared, that is, he was calmed down.

The mood has also recovered a lot, which can be seen from the fact that the junk alley no longer continues to vibrate.

Things outside can't be delayed any longer. Lin Mo doesn't know who will win between his father and the coffin bearer now, because it won't be good for whoever wins, so he must seize the time.

"Tiantian, uncle is leaving, but he can see your father. Your father misses you too. Do you have any gifts for him?"

Lin Mo asked.

This is his main purpose this time.

The only person who could calm down the coffin bearer was Tiantian, but he couldn't see Tiantian, so Lin Mo could only think of the next best thing.

Let Tiantian give his father a gift.

There is telepathy in this gift and it cannot be faked. As long as the coffin bearer sees it, he will be greatly touched.

Only in this way can he regain his consciousness after being devoured by malice.

"There is a gift, I have prepared it a long time ago." Tiantian picked up a painting from the table over there at this time: "This is what I gave to my father. I painted a big house. My father said that when I have money,

He asked me to live in a big house, and he asked me what kind of house I wanted, and I drew it."

Lin Mo took the painting, squatted down and touched Tiantian's furry head.

"Tiantian, that uncle is gone and will come to play with you another day."

"Well, goodbye uncle!"

Tiantian was in a good mood at the moment. He jumped back and picked up the brush again and started painting. When Lin Mo went out, he took a look and saw that the paintings on the drawing paper were colorful.


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