Wan Qiu quietly brushed his hair to the side of his ear.

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Yang was during the lunch break, thinking about a gift for Wanqiu.

After all, it was Wanqiu's first day home, and although he had prepared a new room and new clothes for Wanqiu, a gift was essential, plus ......

When I saw Wanqiu when I went out, I couldn't help but say that I wanted to bring a gift.

It's a strange feeling.

Wan Qiu is too young, obviously he is the same age as Chu Yigui, but the younger one seems to be less than ten years old.

The visual gap made Yang Ze unable to look at Wanqiu's age correctly, and coupled with the IQ problem, Yang felt that he was facing a complete child, not a teenager.

Suddenly, there was such a small brother, and even if Yang Ze was mentally prepared, the moment he saw Wanqiu, he was still a little nervous.

Plus......

Guilt for Wanqiu and more complex emotions.

Yang sighed, although he could use his own ideas to send Wanqiu something suitable for him, but the problem was that Wanqiu came up with the words 'small cart' and 'homework'.

Since he made a request, if he was given something he didn't want, Yang knew the sense of loss caused by the gap.

Although he couldn't be sure if Wan Qiu was like this.

How do you choose this gift?

Although he doesn't mind receiving homework as a gift, doesn't Wanqiu mind either? Isn't it said on the Internet that sending homework is a bad one?

Why did Wanqiu take the initiative to ask for homework?

Not to mention...... What is a small cart?

Yang rubbed his eyebrows, he was thinking nonsense here, but he couldn't get a better hint.

How would he know what a child would like when they met for the first time, and even ...... He didn't know what the five-year-old Wan Qiu liked.

Before Wan Qiu was stolen, he never seemed to give his attention to that weak brother.

Yang Ze's expression changed from distress to helplessness and a little loss.

In Yang Ze's mind, the interaction between Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu emerged.

Although there is a subtle feeling that he doesn't know what to say, Chu Yigui seems to understand Wanqiu.

Yang Ze's eyes looked at the black mobile phone in his hand.

In the end, Yang Ze still dialed Chu Yigui's phone.

"Second brother." Chu Yigui connected after the call rang three times, and Chu Yigui's voice that was not like a teenager came.

"Fourth brother." changed from the third brother to the fourth brother's name, Yang Ze unexpectedly accepted it quickly, "The second brother has something to ask you, did you bother you?" ”

"It's okay, I'm in my spare time now, just ask the second brother directly." Chu Yigui said.

When Yang Ze and Chu Yigui were on the phone, they were very relaxed: "I'm thinking about the gift I want to bring back to Wanqiu tonight, what do you mean by the small cart and homework he said?" Do you have any suggestions? ”

The other side did not pause, and quickly replied: "It's better not to bring homework to my brother." ”

"Sure enough, everyone doesn't like homework, right?" Even Yang Ze had a period of boredom with school.

"No, my brother's thinking is different from ours."

Chu Yigui's words made Yang Ze unconsciously straighten his back and listen carefully.

"The homework is because my brother's teacher asked me to do the summer homework, my brother is not smart, he doesn't understand, he does what others say, he does it, we don't have anyone who can replace the teacher's position in my brother's mind, so we have to do homework."

Yang Ze was very surprised: "Then why don't you give him homework?" If he really wants ......"

"With the current education, my brother can't keep up."

Chu Yigui said it succinctly, but Yang Ze understood what it meant.

They still can't accurately grasp Wanqiu's knowledge.

Yang sighed silently, and continued to ask, "What about the little cart?" ”

"The small cart is something that my brother will use when picking up garbage, it is a three-wheeled wooden cart that has damaged a wheel and a cart handlebar, and my brother is tied with a rope to hold paper shells and other waste."

Yang Ze: "......"

Yang covered his eyes, he couldn't imagine that scene.

Because of his father's request, he never appeared in front of Wan Qiu immediately, and he had lost his mother who was mentally ill because of Wan Qiu, and his father had to take care of his mother's mental state even more.

In addition, he didn't dare to look at Wanqiu.

I was afraid to see a scene like what Chu Yigui said.

"The little cart can't be given to him anymore." Something that symbolizes hardship and despair, even before Wan Qiu was five years old, he would not do it, let alone now.

Yang Ze's hand was retracted, as if he could still feel the raised bone joints he was holding when he was holding Wanqiu's shoulder, and he wanted to tighten his fingers, but he only shook them weakly, as if he was afraid that as long as he tightened his fingers, he would hurt Wanqiu.

"Actually, it's not necessarily that you can't give something like that now." However, when Yang Ze hesitated, Chu Yigui's voice returned to his ears, "You can think about tricycles." ”

"Tricycles?" Yang Ze's tail tone went up, obviously not understanding why there was such a gift option.

Chu Yigui explained to Yang Ze: "It is impossible for my brother to change back to his identity so quickly, he must still need a small cart, that is his favorite thing, as a substitute for a small cart, the tricycle obviously meets my brother's needs for pulling goods, and it is also more 'advanced', I think my brother should also envy the colleagues who collect garbage on a tricycle, right?" ”

Yang Ze was suddenly dumbfounded, and Chu Yigui was as if he was Wan Qiu himself, or knew himself better than Wan Qiu.

I can't refute everything he said.

"The Chu family is still a little old, and it may be a little difficult for my brother to move, my brother can't ride a bicycle, so it should be a good choice to use his favorite tricycle to travel."

Yang leaned back in the chair again, what Chu Yigui said was indeed something that could be considered, and it was also very practical at the moment, and it might be liked by Wan Qiu.

"So I'm going to customize a tricycle? It may be too late for now. Yang said.

"You can use a regular tricycle for a while." Chu Yigui proposed, "Presumably, what my brother wants to have now should be an ordinary tricycle." ”

Use an ordinary tricycle first to win Wanqiu's love, and then replace it with a better one, so that Wanqiu has time to adapt.

Just a gift, Chu Yigui had already thought about it enough.

"I see, thank you, fourth brother." Yang said.

"I'm glad to be able to help my second brother."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Ze was silent for a long time.

It was so easy to give a very unique and fitting answer.

He always knew that Chu Yigui was very good at being a person, and it was like an innate ability.

was adopted from an orphanage at the age of seven, and Chu Yigui quickly appeased Yang Xiaoyu and made Yang Xiaoyu empathize.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary maids, this should be Yang Xiaoyu's unilateral empathy, but as a mother's child, of course they know that their mother cannot trust and rely on a person casually.

Chu Yigui is very smart.

He also got along well with Chu Yigui.

Just like the father hoped that their brothers would not help each other, Chu Yigui was just an adopted son, but he could have a relationship with them like a parent.

If you ask about gift-giving, if you are not so familiar with it, you may say that you owe a favor or something, but he will not.

He sincerely regarded Chu Yi as his own brother.

But Yang also knew that if Chu Yigui really didn't do anything, this kind of intimacy would not exist so easily.

But thinking about it carefully, Yang Ze couldn't figure out what Chu Yi had done in the end, and there didn't seem to be anything particularly important.

That's it......

Silent ......

Yang Ze himself wanted his assistant to buy a tricycle, but after thinking about it, he still told Chu Jianshu about the situation and went to choose the tricycle himself.

It is rare for a man in a suit and leather shoes to pick up a tricycle.

Yang followed Chu's father, and when he looked at the tricycle, his frowning brows were obviously distressed, but he didn't say anything.

The shopkeeper who watched was silent, stunned and didn't dare to speak, obviously he was the shopkeeper, but he had a humble feeling of working for the big boss.

Yang even looked for the location of his mobile phone, looked at a few stores, and found that the basic things sold were very similar.

In the end, Yang chose a relatively small, in line with Wan Qiu's height, a blue tricycle with a big bucket.

The tricycle seems to have nothing to do with his world, but it is something that Wanqiu wants.

It was the first time for Yang Ze to choose this kind of gift, and his mood was very complicated.

Especially when he drove to the door of the house, the stunned expression of the driver who was transporting the tricycle behind him obviously made Yang more complicated.

The housekeeper had already greeted him at the door, and Yang asked directly, "What about Wanqiu?" ”

"The third young master is now watching cartoons with his wife." The butler said.

"Really? Then I'm afraid it's not good to bother directly now. Yang sighed.

However, the housekeeper said: "You might as well call the third young master, and the lady instructed that if there is something, you can call directly." ”

Why?

Yang Ze looked dazed, and saw that the housekeeper had already displayed Wanqiu's phone number on his mobile phone.

"The little young master said that because the third young master did not have the right to call at the original home, now the lady should want the third young master to adapt to the matter of calling." The housekeeper said seriously.

"What did the fourth brother say?"

"Yes."

Don't have the right to call? So what is the phone doing there?

Yang frowned, and inexplicably felt a sense of blockage in his heart.

Enter the mobile phone number given by the housekeeper in the mobile phone and dial out.

The soft and glutinous male and female children's voice came from the opposite side, and quietly lowered his voice: "Hey, second brother? ”

Suddenly, there was an unfamiliar tone of 'second brother', and Yang was stunned.

"Wanqiu." Yang never thought that he would be nervous about making a phone call one day, and the hand holding the phone even felt the temperature rise, "Are you free now?" ”