After dinner, Xiao Yao said to Jing'er that he was going out to run errands, and he came back very late, and after she was tired of practicing calligraphy, he hugged the white rabbit and slept by himself, saying that when he came back, if Jing'er hadn't slept yet, he would be unhappy. At this time, Jing'er was focused on practicing calligraphy, and agreed without even thinking about it.

Xiao Yao pushed out his grandfather's bicycle, whispered a few words to Xiaoling, rode the bicycle, and went to his sister's school.

Jing'er practiced calligraphy on the table, Xiao Ling was on the side, sharpening the pencil for her with a pencil planer, five pencils sharpened back and forth, unable to keep up with the speed at which Jing'er pressed the tip of the pen, Xiao Ling was tired and anxious, and wanted to strike.

"My little ancestor, why do you write with so much effort? The paper is all scratched by you, just write it lightly on the paper. You see my sister wrote it to you. ”

"Sister Xiaoling, I can't stick it on paper lightly, let alone write words. ”

Xiaoling had no choice but to teach Jing'er's little hand one stroke at a time, word by word. In this way, the effect is wonderful, and within a few clicks, Jing'er can already write it on paper by herself. Seeing that her teaching has achieved results, Xiaoling is also energetic, and she works harder to guide Jing'er to practice calligraphy.

"Sister Xiaoling, my hands hurt and I can't write. ”

I don't know how long it took to write, Jing'er said that her hand hurt, Xiaoling picked up Jing'er's little hand and looked at it, and immediately felt distressed. I saw that Jing'er's three fingers holding the pen had deformed the fingertip muscles, and obvious bruises could be seen on them. Xiaoling hurriedly straightened Jing'er's fingers and gently soothed Jing'er with her own hand.

Xiao Ling thought to herself, she was too careless, Jing'er was practicing calligraphy for the first time today, so she made her hand like this, and if Xiao Yao knew about it, she would definitely scold herself, if she was disgusted with writing, or disgusted with writing, then she would be the culprit.

"Jing'er, it's all my sister's fault, it's long overdue for you to take a break and go to literacy. You're not going to blame your sister, are you?"

"No, it's Jing'er's own handwriting that hurts. Sister Xiaoling has been helping Jing'er write, Jing'er wants to thank her sister, how can she blame her sister?"

Xiao Ling was so moved by Jing'er's words that she directly took Jing'er's little hand with black pencil marks into her mouth to heal her injuries. Jing'er felt the warmth and comfort, so she obediently did not struggle.

"Sister Xiaoling, I'm not in pain, why hasn't Brother Xiao come back yet? Jing'er is sleepy and has to sleep. ”

"Jing'er, when your brother Xiao left, didn't he tell you, let you sleep by yourself at night, the white rabbit is clean, you just sleep with the white rabbit in your arms, you promised Brother Xiao. When your brother Xiao comes back, if you haven't fallen asleep, Brother Xiao will be unhappy. ”

"Oh, Sister Xiaoling, I'll go to bed first, Brother Xiao comes back, you still let him hold me, let's sleep together." ”

When Xiaoling was told by Jing'er, her delicate face immediately turned red, but she still promised Jing'er and asked her to go to bed quickly.

Jing'er hugged the white rabbit, buried her face on it, and sniffed her nose.

"Sister Xiaoling, on the white rabbit, it's not Brother Xiao's taste, it's too fragrant. ”

Xiao Ling had to sigh secretly, in vain Xiao Yao hugged the white rabbit and rubbed it on her body for a long time, Jing'er suddenly smelled that it was not Xiao Yao's smell. But I feel a little closer. The faint smell of smoke and the familiar smell of soap are all unique to Xiao Yao.

"Jing'er, Brother Xiao said that you are a student now, and you have to do everything yourself. Go to sleep, Brother Xiao will come back when you fall asleep. Don't wait for Brother Xiao to come back, he will be unhappy when he sees that you haven't slept yet. ”

Jing'er stopped talking, hugged the white rabbit, and closed her eyes tightly.

I don't know if it's because of the White Rabbit, or because I'm tired of writing, or because Xiaoling said that as long as Jing'er falls asleep, Brother Xiao will come back. For the first time since Jing'er met Xiao Yao, she didn't fall asleep in Xiao Yao's arms. The white rabbit was tightly held in Jing'er's arms.

Seeing that Jing'er was really asleep, Xiaoling also smiled comfortably, this first step was finally successful. It's been a week since she accompanied Xiao Yao out, and she hasn't left home for so long since she was a child, so how could she miss home? If it weren't for the inexplicable attachment to Xiao Yao, she would have wanted to go home alone. Anyway, Xiao Yao is already at his grandfather's house, and if she goes back and explains it, it will definitely be no problem, but she is still willing to stay, accompany Xiao Yao, and wait for Xiao Yao to go back together.

There was the sound of Xiao Yao pushing a cart into the door outside the door, Xiao Ling went out gently, made a silent gesture to Xiao Yao, and nodded to Xiao Yao, meaning that Jing'er was asleep.

Xiao Yao could have come back a long time ago. He didn't dare to stay with his sister for too long, after all, his sister still had classes tomorrow, and he left his sister's school early, and he just wandered around the street for a long time before coming back.

Seeing that Jing'er really slept, he was very happy, but in the bottom of his heart, he was a little disappointed. He shook his head, drove away this sense of loss, entered the room, and watched Jing'er sleep alone with the white rabbit in his arms.

Jing'er is really a well-behaved child, she has a great dependence on Xiao Yao, but she has a strong adaptability and independence. In good times, she will gain inches, and when it is irreversible, she will retreat bravely. The so-called children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and it is nothing more than that they suffer more than the children of rich families, suffer more deeply, and have a better understanding of the environment.

Jing'er, who was asleep, raised her little hand and touched it after a while, Xiao Yao didn't grab her hand, but picked up the white rabbit and touched his hand, but Jing'er woke up and saw Xiao Yao standing on the side, didn't speak, got up, and got into Xiao Yao's arms. Xiao Yao couldn't bear it, so he lay down on the bed with Jing'er in his arms, and waited until she fell asleep again before getting out of bed to wash her face and feet.

"Xiao Yao, this still doesn't work, if she doesn't solve this habit, she still can't sleep at night. ”

"Don't worry, Jing'er has made great progress today, we can't eat a fat man in one bite, right?"

"Then when are you going to go home?" Jing'er practiced calligraphy tonight, and her hands were injured, so I blamed me for not noticing. ”

"Oh, hurt?"

Just now, Jing'er waved her left hand as usual, Xiao Yao didn't see her right hand, now she quickly picked up Jing'er's right hand, and looked carefully, Jing'er's fingers have improved a lot, and the bruises are almost gone. Xiao Ling was on the side, she was extremely nervous, she was really worried that Xiao Yao would feel sorry for Jing'er and be angry with herself. Xiao Yao smiled self-deprecatingly when he saw her like that.

"Xiaoling, why are you so nervous? Even if Jing'er's handwriting is injured, I can't blame you. What's more, if you hurt your hand while writing, how serious can it be, look at your appearance, as if I would eat you. ”

"I know, Jing'er is your heart, you are gone, I didn't take care of her, of course I am responsible. If you want to rush me, just rush it, I admit it. ”

"Why are there so many things, it's not early, come up and sleep together." ”

"You... Do you want me to sleep with you?"