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Gu Yanze came to the desk, continued to read, and occasionally glanced at the little black girl who was surprised by his bookshelf.

Hearing the sound of the pages turning, Mo Xiaomi turned her head, only to find that Gu Yanze had already eaten well, she was stunned here, and he didn't speak, maybe he didn't hate her.

"You've eaten, then I'll go down." Mo Xiaomi walked to the dining table, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and prepared to leave.

Gu Yanze was stunned for a moment, and then said, "If you want to read a book, you can come and borrow it." ”

Is this a book to be borrowed from her?

I never expected the local tyrant to take the initiative!

She really wanted to borrow those famous books to see, but ······ But she's only in the second grade, and she doesn't recognize the Chinese characters, so what kind of famous books do you read?

In order not to show her stuffing, Mo Xiaomi scratched her head and said a little crampedly: "I'm only in the second grade, I don't know a lot of words, I just saw so many books, I was so surprised." ”

Gu Yanze didn't speak, but turned his wheelchair, bent down from the edge of the bookshelf of ancient history, took out three small picture albums from the lower floor, and put them on the desk: "You should understand this!" ”

Oops, little picture book, "Railway Guerrillas".

It is a story with the characteristics of the times, and children like it.

Mo Xiaomi is also a child now, so she naturally likes it too.

"Can I take it home and see it?" Mo Mi asked, her mother is at home, she can't read here all the time.

"Yes." Gu Yanze nodded, and then his eyes fell on the book, he was going to read the book.

Mo Xiaomi saw that Gu Yanze was reluctant to speak, let alone take care of her, so she took three small picture books and left with a dinner plate.

When I got downstairs, my grandfather had already returned, and he had brought Dr. Xiong.

Because Gu Yanze is not in good health and often goes to Dr. Xiong for medical treatment, the relationship between Dr. Xiong and Steward Zhou is also good. Hearing Mo Xiangshan say that Steward Zhou was sick, he personally came over with a medicine box on his back to take a look, and by the way, he prevented Gu Yanze from catching a cold.

"Grandpa, little brother has already eaten." Mo Xiaomi's crisp voice said, "It's just that after Grandpa Zhou drank the ginger soup, he was sweating and didn't eat lunch." ”

Doctor Xiong smiled and said, "Xiaomi is awesome, after your grandfather Zhou drank the ginger soup, he sweated, and he could be better at night." ”

"Grandpa made me do this, and I don't understand." Mo Xiaomi, said modestly, "There is still something in the kitchen, I have to go to work." ”

Mo Xiaomi wanted to quickly pack up and go to read the little picture book.

Steward Zhou was also very happy when he heard Dr. Xiong's words, and after sweating in the nest, he was indeed more comfortable, and said, "By the way, the rice I bought today has been raining all the time, and it is estimated that it can't be eaten." Brother Mo said that there are big jars and vats in the kitchen, so you can do it yourself. ”

"Okay, I'll get it." Mo Xiangshan said, "Brother Xiong also stayed to help and have a drink at night." ”

"Hehe, I'd better forget it." Dr. Xiong said, "I still have to go to the clinic, it's raining now, children and the elderly are prone to illness, in case someone goes to see a doctor, I'm not there, won't it delay the condition?" Besides, you're good at brewing wine, and when Brother Zhou is ready, let's find time to drink another cup. ”

"That's fine, you go and get busy." Mo Xiangshan said, "You should be careful on the road. ”

After Dr. Xiong left, Mo Xiaomi cleaned up the kitchen, took the drawing book and prepared to go home, and said, "Grandpa, I've been out for a long time, and I want to go home to see my mother." ”

"Okay, I'll send you back." Mo Xiangshan said, not worrying about his granddaughter going home alone.