Sometimes, five-year-old Su Ke can't quite understand whether adults are really angry or not.

For example, once grandma was angry with grandpa why he smoked before eating and quarreled with him. But during the meal, grandma still vigorously put vegetables into grandpa's bowl, she smiled, only grandpa's face was black.

It didn't take long for them to talk about the new little orange cat in the house, and it wasn't an interesting topic for the two of them to laugh.

She didn't understand why they were laughing, let alone why they could still talk, weren't they angry, why they could still talk so happily when they were angry.

"Grandma, grandma!" she tugged at her grandmother's sleeve with rice grains on her face, so hard that she almost pulled her down.

"You kid!" Grandma patted her head lovingly.

"Grandma, aren't you angry with Grandpa? Why are you still talking?"

"When did we get angry!"

"Just now, you murdered grandpa!"

Grandpa smiled and took it over: "Good job, grandpa and grandma are not angry." ”

"Is it okay to be reconciled when you're angry?

Grandpa thought about it, smoothed his beard, and said, "It should be." ”

"Then why haven't my dad and my mom spoken now?"

When grandma heard this, she seemed to be a little angry again, she complained: "I just said that she is young, and every time she encounters something, she is close to herself, and she always quarrels every day!"

Needless to say, I know that grandma is talking about her mother. Mom said that grandma didn't like her.

Grandpa took a sip of mung bean soup, smacked his lips, smiled and hugged her to his lap and sat down.

He said to his grandmother: "Okay, you don't have to say a word, I think the Yihua people are very good, after all, she and Su Qian married and wronged her, they are ten years old." ”

Mom and Dad are ten years old, is ten years a lot?

She had no idea, and her young age was only sentimental for a short time, so she ran to the flower pot to pull several Yueji plants bare. She used those petals to play with the goddess to scatter flowers.

Sprinkle and sprinkle, mother came.

During the nap, the sun hung fiercely overhead, and the people who illuminated it were dizzy and couldn't open their eyes.

At first, she thought it was a dream, because her grandmother's house was a day's drive away from her house.

Mom got closer and closer, and Su Ke saw the tears on her face.

There is another person behind her, who is an aunt.

At that time, my aunt was also very young, she was only eighteen years old, and she looked like a beautiful big sister.

Mom said she was going to take her, but didn't say where to go.

"I'm going to talk to my grandmother. She still had the rice sticking to her face, and her mother wiped it off for her.

"Ke'er is obedient and doesn't tell your grandmother. ”

Don't tell grandma...... She promised to come down. This is the first time that the mother has said goodbye to the family without saying goodbye, and she knows it because they are together. Later, when she left for the second time, she also told Su Ke not to tell anyone.

Don't tell anyone......

Thinking back now, how much did she want to be forgotten?

At the age of five, Su Ke ran away from home for the first time with his mother, who now seemed a little wayward.

She had never been so far away except for her grandmother's house, so far away that even the cicadas in the woods sounded so strange.

She raised the bottle of water in her hand, which was also printed with a green shade, and when she changed the angle slightly, it was exactly the same as the scenery in front of her.

She suddenly wanted to play with the Heavenly Maiden scattering flowers again, but there were no flowers nearby. So she begged her mother, turned around, and her mother was gone!

Maybe Mom just went to the bathroom, she comforted herself.

To distract herself, she crouched down and picked up a twig and drew on the ground.

Watermelon, strawberries, white rabbit toffee, mung bean soup...... She couldn't help but drool.

Draw another mom...... Hey, turn around, still don't have a mother.

As it got darker, she remembered the ghost stories her grandmother had told her, but she wasn't scared at all.

Then draw another ghost, with long hair, stubble all over the face, and eyeballs that fall out......

"What are you drawing?"

A childish voice slid down the breeze.

"Watermelon, strawberries, white rabbit toffee, mung bean soup. She didn't look up, but pointed to a few pictures on the ground.

The little boy in front of him also crouched down, and he pointed to another painting that was far away from the previous ones.

"What is this?"

"Ghosts. ”

"Why do you want to draw ghosts?"

"Because it's right now, ghosts can only come out at night. She brushed his hand away with a branch in disgust, and his fingers were so close that they erased all the ghostly eyes she had drawn.

The boy leaned over and looked serious: "Then I can only come out at night, but I'm not a ghost!"

"Who cares about you. She stood up and wiped the ghost away with one kick, throwing the branch aside.

The boy continued to come over with a good temper, and he picked up the branch and handed it to her, and said with a smile, "Please help me draw a sun." ”

"No, my mom said, don't let me talk to strangers!" she shoved him in. This person is also too weak, easier to fall than Xiaoliu, and it is not interesting to fight with him.

I never thought that the child who asked her to draw the sun actually cried, and the crying was weird and annoying.

It has become a habit for her to be upset, because when she was at the second uncle's house, as long as Xiao Liu cried, her father would chase her all over the street with a broom.

Su Ke was afraid of being beaten. So she squatted down again, and raised her dirty sleeve to wipe his tears.

"How old are you, and you're still crying!" she reprimanded him in a milky voice like a reprimand for Xiao Liu.

"Eight years old. ”

"......" He is three years older than himself, he looks so young, and he loves to cry so much......

"And how can you stop crying?" she yelled at him.

He wept and said, "You draw me the sun." ”

If Xiaoliu is a little sixth, he won't even give him the White Rabbit toffee.

Su Ke reluctantly picked up the branch that had been broken in half on the ground, first drew a circle, and then drew a diagonal line around it.

"No, it's done. ”

"No, my mom said the sun was like that. The boy stood up and pointed to the stars in the sky to show her.

"That's the stars. ”

"That's Sun 2, and it's only visible at night. ”

"That's the stars. ”

“......”

“......”

It's always easier for a child to go on and on. Su Ke was able to speak well in the children's pile, and after a while, the boy was defeated. He cried again.

"Don't cry, okay?" she asked, cautiously. As long as he doesn't cry, he can say anything, she is most afraid of being beaten.

He still cried.

"Then I'll draw you the sun, don't cry. ”

"Ahh

Su Ke blocked his ears and chanted loudly: "If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!"

She quickly picked up the branch and tapped it on the ground.

"It's done. Sun Two. ”

"Do you really want to believe that it's the sun?" the boy asked again.

"As long as you don't cry, I'll believe it. ”

He crouched on the ground, carefully looked at the dots on the ground by the moonlight, and then looked at the heavens, with a look of adoration.

It's not because of how well she paints, it's just because, for the first time, someone other than her mother wants to believe that there really is a Sun No. 2 in this world.