Yang Xiaoyu was a little helpless: "Okay." ”

Seeing that Chu Yigui had already gone upstairs, Yang Xiaoyu looked down at Wan Qiu, but Wan Qiu's eyes were staring at Chu Yigui's back.

"What's wrong? Is it lonely for my brother to leave? Yang Xiaoyu teased.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu clenching his hand that he didn't let go, and asked, "Am I not going to study?" ”

Wan Qiu's time is either cleaning the housework or studying.

Ning Qiaozhen also likes him to study.

"What to learn." Yang Xiaoyu directly refused.

She remembered the content of Wanqiu's summer vacation homework, and she didn't get a few questions right in the entire homework book, which was more time-consuming than studying.

They will hire special education teachers for Wanqiu to teach Wanqiu one-on-one.

And now it's not as efficient as learning without any progress.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoyu felt depressed, and she even wondered if Wan Xiaohua and Ning Qiaozhen's teachings had not taught Wan Qiu what it meant to play at all.

During the time when Yang Xiaoyu and Wan Qiu knew each other, she didn't see Wan Qiu have any behavior related to 'playing'.

Shouldn't a child be the first to learn from a teacher?!

Chapter 40

Because of the delay in changing clothes, when Yang Xiaoyu dragged Wanqiu back to the restaurant, the chef re-served a hot breakfast.

"Chef, make as much food as possible today, eat as much as you can in the autumn, and the main thing now is to grow meat first." Yang Xiaoyu dragged the chair to Wan Qiu's side, and sighed as she looked at Wan Qiu's thin shoulders.

"This kid is indeed too thin, he is fourteen years old, and he is still like a primary school student." The chef looked at Wanqiu and said, "Why don't you replace the soy milk this morning with milk?" If you start recuperating now, you should be able to grow taller again. ”

"Okay." Yang Xiaoyu was next to Wan Qiu, and sent the xiaolongbao to Wan Qiu's mouth, and Wan Qiu obediently opened his mouth to bite.

Wan Qiu drank the sweet milk and drank the whole glass of milk in one go.

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned, is this very fond of drinking milk?

Wan Qiu got a new glass of milk, and was about to drink it when he picked up the cup, but suddenly burped.

"If you can't finish it, you'll be left." Yang Xiaoyu immediately stopped Wan Qiu's hand, "In the future, our baby will eat whatever he wants." ”

The chef popped up from the kitchen and asked Wanqiu, "Do you like cookies?" ”

Wan Qiu nodded.

"Where's the cake?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"Eat meatloaf?"

Wan Qiu still nodded.

The chef just wanted to ask Wan Qiu what snacks he liked, but found that Wan Qiu didn't eat them at all.

"This kid has such a good appetite, he should be able to feed well." The chef didn't fail to see the slender arms and legs that were exposed in Wan Qiu's short-sleeved shorts, which was clearly the result of malnutrition.

Listening to the chef's words and looking at Wanqiu's bulging cheeks when eating steamed buns, Yang Xiaoyu hoped that Wanqiu could grow to a normal level as soon as possible.

"Baby, is there anything you'd like to do?"

Wan Qiu raised his eyes, obviously not having any concept of what Yang Xiaoyu wanted to do.

"Don't you want to do anything with your mom, or do something that you would have fun doing with your mom?" Yang Xiaoyu asked seriously.

Chu Yigui once said that Wan Qiu knows how to think, but it is relatively slow.

She waited quietly for Wan Qiu's answer.

But when Yang Xiaoyu was silent in Wanqiu, she thought about many possibilities, and the more she thought about it, the more congested she became.

Wanqiu wouldn't want to pick up trash with her, would he?

Should she teach Wanqiu 'how to play' before she can make a decent request?

When Yang Xiaoyu was silent, Wan Qiu let out a sigh and immediately woke up from his chaotic thinking.

Wan Qiu had finished drinking the second glass of milk, and the breakfast on the table was eaten clean.

Wan Qiu raised his head, and when his very beautiful and delicate clear eyes stared at Yang Xiaoyu, the feeling of waiting for Wan Qiu's answer, Yang Xiaoyu unconsciously held her breath.

"I don't know." Wan Qiu said.

In the expected answer, Yang Xiaoyu wanted to show a soothing smile and say, 'It's okay, mom will take you to play first', but Wan Qiu spoke again.

"I'm happy now, my mom is next to me." The soft voice, the soft hair of the malnourished teenager fell next to his cheeks, and his pupils were tinged with a gentle color.

His words were not wrapped in any candy, but they seemed to have projected a candy bomb to Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu's chaotic thinking brain was blown up rainbow by candy.

Wan Qiu's emotional expression is very subtle, so obscure that you must carefully observe it to see it.

I speculated a lot of complicated information, but I would still be scattered by Wan Qiu's words.

She hasn't done anything yet.

She just sat next to Wan Qiu and had breakfast with Wan Qiu.

Yang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and hugged Wanqiu in her arms.

After losing Wanqiu, she had a period of mental confusion.

Dark memories were crammed into the corners she had deliberately forgotten.

During that time, her biggest expectation was that Wanqiu was still by her side, that she had not lost her child, and that she could still watch her child thrive.

The humblest prayer was hopeless, so confused that she even ignored the other two children who should have been treated well.

Until he adopted Chu Yigui.

Probably because of the catharsis of her emotions, she is slowly recovering and being a normal mother again.

She has Chu Yigui, but Wanqiu does not have his 'Chu Yigui'.

She has a breakthrough for catharsis, but Wan Qiu has never even been given the qualification to have a breakthrough.

Until now.

Until yesterday.

"Mom will be with you all the time today." They can do anything, as long as she's by Wanqiu's side.

Wanqiu will slowly settle down at home.

Everything, just take your time.

Wan Qiu's heartbeat quietly accelerated.

He wanted to be smart and come up with something that would make his mother happy.

But he didn't know, he couldn't think of it.

Restless and restless, it wasn't until Yang Xiaoyu said that Wanqiu relaxed.

It was as if he had been pardoned, and the crisis was resolved.

The cook walked out, looked at the breakfast that had been eaten, and asked, "Madame's appetite is good today?" ”

"It's all fed baby." Yang Xiaoyu has always had to maintain her figure for the sake of beauty, and of course the chef at home knows Yang Xiaoyu's breakfast preferences and will not make too much food.

The chef's expression was a little subtle: "Won't it be too much to eat so much food at one time?" Wan Qiu is so thin, he doesn't look like a person who can eat too much. ”

And Yang Xiaoyu suddenly realized that she had been feeding Wanqiu all along, and Wanqiu had never refused at all.

"Baby, is your stomach uncomfortable?" Yang Xiaoyu immediately touched Wanqiu's abdomen, which was already obviously slightly bulging in arc, and Yang Xiaoyu sighed in her heart.

"It's not uncomfortable." Wan Qiu shook his head.

The chef asked, "Don't you want to vomit after eating so much?" ”

Wan Qiu lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

This was the first time he had experienced the sensation of eating, his stomach was a little fine, and the food overflowed in his body as if it was about to rush up, and it even seemed that he could feel the smell of food in his throat.

But Wanqiu won't vomit.

Even if he forcibly endures, he will not spit it out.

Food is precious, and it is a happy thing to eat.

"Otherwise, let's take a medicine to eliminate appetite." Seeing Wan Qiu's silence, the chef made a somewhat worried proposal.

The pills were sent into his abdomen, and Wan Qiu sat quietly at the dining table, with his mother beside him.

"Let's take you for a walk and eat less." Yang Xiaoyu felt a little guilty that she forgot about Wanqiu's limited stomach capacity because she was obsessed with feeding Wanqiu, "But before that, I have something to give to the baby." ”

Wan Qiu followed Yang Xiaoyu to the living room, and on the transparent coffee table, Wan Qiu saw a few small boxes.

Wan Qiu has always been familiar with boxes, which usually contain some high-value items.

Yang Xiaoyu opened the boxes one by one, and Wan Qiu watched quietly from the side.

These on the desktop are all mobile phones and bracelets, phone cases, lanyards and other things that Yang Xiaoyu has prepared.

These things had been preparing for a long time, and when she woke up last night and couldn't find Wanqiu, a strong sense of fear made her even more desperate to need something that could locate Wanqiu.

Yang Xiaoyu also knew that she was in an overly sensitive state now, but Wanqiu would tolerate her, and Yang Xiaoyu let go of her fears.

"This is a mobile phone for the baby, now everyone has a mobile phone, our baby must also have it, will it be used?" Yang Xiaoyu inserted the brand-new mobile phone card and put it in Wanqiu's hand.

This is the first time Wanqiu has touched his mobile phone.

He's seen a lot of mobile phones, but he's never touched them.

For today's people, mobile phones are very personal items that cannot be touched, and they are always by their side and will not be put down.

Wan Qiu was once slapped by Ning Hai for touching Ning Hai's mobile phone, and he just wanted to put the mobile phone that fell on the ground.

Wanqiu didn't understand why mobile phones were so precious to everyone, he just knew that he couldn't touch them, and he shouldn't be curious.