Ming Mo looked up at her, his little face tightened, "Big brother, it's very important?" ”

Mingyan nodded without the slightest hesitation, "Very important." ”

The man taught her to read and to grow.

Give her warmth and comfort every time she is sad.

"Ayan, I'm uncomfortable." Ming Mo's lips were pale and his eyes were heavy, hiding many emotions.

"What's wrong?" She asked worriedly.

"I don't know." Ming Mo shook his head, his expression was helpless and pitiful, and he held her hand tightly.

"You've got ice in your hands." Mingyan frowned, shook his hand, held it in the palm of his hand and exhaled hot air.

Ming Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her originally cold little hands were warmed by her, and gradually became warmer.

This warmth warms my heart.

Let him want to hold on forever.

Ahh

The girl in front of him pulled all his mood swings.

"Ayan." He called.

"Hmm."

Ming Mo said slowly: "I don't like it, big brother." ”

"Why?" She was curious.

Ming Mo was silent for a while, thinking about how to speak, and said after dozens of seconds: "Ah Yan mentioned him twice, and each time his expression made me uncomfortable. ”

"What was the expression on his face when I mentioned him?"

He didn't answer, and repeatedly expressed his hatred for the man, "No, big brother." ”

Mingyan changed the subject, took out the candy in her pocket, peeled it off and fed it to him, and pointed to his eyes, "Momo, be happy." ”

The sweetness on the tip of her tongue spread in her mouth, and Ming Mo touched her nose, "Ayan, you have to laugh." ”

"Okay."

She smiled back.

——

From that day on, Grandpa Ming no longer forced Ming Mo to go out, and decided to teach him literacy at home every day and teach him the most basic knowledge and truths.

After all, he's eight years old, and it's time to read and write.

He specially asked for a few first-grade textbooks from other people's homes.

"Momo, Yanyan, come here." Grandpa Ming greeted the two children playing in the yard.

When they came, he instructed the two to sit on small stools, use the higher bench as a table, and put the textbooks in front of them.

Anyway, teaching Momo is also teaching, so it's better to let Yanyan follow and learn now.

Mingyan's facial expression stiffened, and she secretly looked at the person next to her, and quietly reached out to grab him.

Ming Mo immediately looked back at her.

A rough palm blocked the affectionate look of the two, and Grandpa Ming smiled: "Read the book, read it again, and punish the two of you for not being allowed to sit together!" ”

Ming Yan silently lowered her head to read the book, and her fingers carefully wrote a few words in Ming Mo's hand.

After writing it, I was a little worried that the other party wouldn't recognize it.

The thought just flashed through my head.

There was a crispy and numb gesture in her palm.

Just one word.

Good.

She wrote: Don't tell grandpa I'm literate.

A long paragraph.

Comparing in the palm of your hand, you can't see it with your own eyes, it's all based on your feelings, it's hard for normal people to guess everything, not to mention that Momo's age is still so young.

Did he really guess it?

She suddenly became unsure, not knowing if this good word was promised to her.

Next, she breathed a sigh of relief, in the half hour that Grandpa Ming taught calligraphy.

Ming Mo behaved like a child who had just read and could write, and even the words that he wrote so beautifully in front of her for the first time were deliberately crooked.

After breathing a sigh of relief, she felt that something was wrong, and looked at Ming Mo's delicate and beautiful face.

She finally knew something was wrong.

Momo doesn't seem to be ordinarily smart.

Know......

Mingyan thought for a moment and blurted out violently, "Disguise." ”。

That's right, it's camouflage.