Mint-Stained Shirt

Most boys like guns, Xiao Yu'an also made guns himself, but he was a little surprised that Ming Shu made guns.Mingshu is too beautiful, not to say she looks like a girl, but she is very delicate and delicate, and her facial features seem to be carefully crafted.Boys are pretty and easy to misunderstand. He never thought that Mingshu also likes guns and tanks. When Mingshu asked him for a gift, the first thing he thought of was beads. Subjectively, he felt that Mingshu would like those shiny things. It's a good thing, and it looks good when you wear it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Xiao Jinlan for that string of mint colored bracelets.

Mingshu only straightened it up for a while, then he became dishonest and stretched out his hand to scratch his foot, "I want to finish the gun quickly, so I can't blow the fan."

Xiao Yu'an made a paper gun for a whole autumn, not knowing why Mingshu was in a hurry, and asked, "Is it useful to rush to finish it?"

Mingshu looked at him, "I want to get a gift soon."

These words sound silly at first, but the word "gift" has become a high-frequency word in Xiao Yu'an's place. Mingshu saw him give the shell gun to Xiao Muting and Xiao Jincheng the day before yesterday, and Mingshu also wanted it. Shell gun?

He didn't give it, so Mingshu did it himself?

If Mingshu really suffered from heatstroke and developed prickly heat because of this incident, he would be very sorry.

"Want my gift?" Xiao Yuan asked uncertainly.

Mingshu blinked, nodded, and it was quite large, almost reaching his chest, "I want a gift from my brother, but if my brother doesn't give it to me, I will make it myself."

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath, wondering if the ward was too stuffy, and felt his head swell.

Mingshu didn't want to say it at first because he was ashamed, but he wasn't afraid to say it. He poured out a bunch of things, how to draw and cut paper, and praised his handicraft No.1.

In fact, children are pure and simple, but acting like a baby is instinctive. Which child doesn’t want to be hurt? This instinct makes them play tricks, expose their grievances, and provoke pain.But if you get older, you won't be able to do it. Teenage adults don't do this kind of thing, they feel inferior.

When Mingshu said this, and Xiao Yuan heard that, the feeling of guilt came up, Mingshu took the hand that touched his feet to hold him, but he didn't slap him away, and subconsciously said: "Don't do it when you go back to the gun gone."

Mingshu opened his eyes round, what can I do?He doesn't have a shell gun, so he can't even make one himself?

"If you want a gun, I have it." More often than not, Xiao Yu'an thought for a while before adding: "I made it myself."

Mingshu was surprised, "Brother, you can do it too?"

Is this being looked down upon by children?Xiao Yu'an frowned slightly, "Could it be you who know it?"

Mingshu is very well-behaved, but at the age when he could climb the pole to the sky, he had a brainstorm and had an idea, "Then brother, you can do it with me."

Xiao Yu'an didn't have time to make paper guns with a child, but he couldn't refuse Mingshu here. The child's illness this time had something to do with him, so he had to get used to it.

Seeing Xiao Yu'an nodding his head, Ming Shu's little face blossomed with joy, and wanted to catch Xiao Yu'an again.Xiao Yu'an recalled that Mingshu had picked out his foot just now, and he felt soft-hearted, so he refused to let him be caught, so Mingshu pouted.

Pouting is not a good habit, and neither is humming. Children like this when they are young. Parents need to discipline them from time to time to correct it.Xiao Yu'an is not Mingshu's parent, he is a child himself, but seeing Mingshu cheating, he became more disciplined, pinched Mingshu's cheek with one hand, "Don't pout."

Mingshu hadn't been pinched like this before, humming and struggling.Xiao Yu'an just used both hands, and said, "Don't hum, how old are you?"

This is not a real question of age, Mingshu is 5 years old, he knew it when he took Mingshu down from the tree last time, and he wanted to remind Mingshu that at the age of 5, he had to pay attention to getting used to it.

But Mingshu didn't understand, and replied honestly: "5 years old!"

With that kind of smug tone again, Xiao Yu'an deeply felt that the generation gap was too big and troublesome.Mingshu patted his wrist and begged him: "Brother, let go, your hands are dirty."

Xiao Yu'an was surprised, he was always the only one who thought others were dirty, how could anyone think he was dirty?And before entering the ward, he wiped the alcohol on the door.

"I just touched your hand." Mingshu said, "My hand touched your foot."

Xiao Yu'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Do you still know that you touched your feet?"

Mingshu laughed.

Xiao Yu'an let him go, remembered the bracelets in his pocket, and took them out, a string of mint and a string of powder, which happened to be one on each wrist.

Mingshu is very white, and these two colors are just right.Xiao Yu'an stood aside after being put on.Isn't Mingshu thinking about presents? Now that he has received two, he must be happy.

But to his surprise, the child who had been smiling just now suddenly cried, and wiped away his tears as soon as he raised his hand, crying out of breath.

Xiao Yu'an was a little panicked, and hugged him in his arms, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Mingshu stared at the bracelet, lowered his head, and kissed it, cherishing it very much.

"Brother, this is the first time I have received a gift."

Xiao Yuan didn't react for a while.Gifts are very common in the Xiao family. Before he and Xiao Muting were born, the elders had prepared golden locks and bracelets. There were special gifts for birthdays every year, and there were always gifts.Grandparents have three children, father, uncle, and sister-in-law.My sister-in-law is just married and has no children yet, so she loves the four of them so much that she comes back to grandpa every time, and the back of the car is full of gifts. Even if she doesn't come back, she will still send gifts home.There is also a birthday party in the class, and whoever celebrates his birthday can go to someone's house for dinner, with a gift.

If he was asked to count how many gifts he had received, he would not be able to figure it out for a while.Too much.

Mingshu actually said that those two bracelets were the first gifts he received.

The Ming family is not a difficult family, and it is impossible to treat children badly, but it is impossible for Mingshu to cry like this, and it is impossible to lie.Xiao Yu'an could only think that although the conditions of the two families were similar, they raised their children differently. The parents of Xiao's family would come to "toy cannonballs" every now and then, and the Ming family didn't even have a gift for their children on their birthdays.

Thinking about it this way, the little guy in front of him felt more and more pitiful. No wonder he turned around and ran away with a pout when he learned that the gift was not for him.

Xiao Yu'an recalled his last birthday before elementary school when he was 5 years old. It was very meaningful, so he made a big one.His and Xiao Muting's birthdays are too close, so they do it together every year.The aunt came back early and decorated the yard like an amusement park, filled with balloons and ribbons. Several toy cars that could sit on people were brought in. Almost all the children in the cadre compound came. He and Xiao Muting wore The pointy hat made my hands sore after receiving the gift.After school, Cheng Yue told him that he had a birthday, and everyone in the opposite compound knew about it, and he was very proud.

And when will the Ming family next door celebrate Mingshu's birthday?Not impressed.

Mingshu was still crying, carefully kissing the bracelet.There are too many ways for children to express their love, except for saying they like it, laughing, kissing, and hugging without letting go.Xiao Yu'an looked a little sad, and sat on the edge of the bed, trying to touch Mingshu's head, but Mingshu suddenly grabbed his hand.

If you want to grab it, grab it, maybe this is also an expression of liking.Unexpectedly, Mingshu cried until he hiccupped, even if it was enough, he didn't need someone to coax him, and he just passed Mingshu's hand at this moment, and Mingshu grabbed his hand to wipe his tears and nose.

Looking at the slippery back of his hand, he was both annoyed and funny.This is too fussy, another child would have to push the person away, and then immediately find the faucet to wash.But now he can't do it, Mingshu has already labeled him as "no one hurts".

He can forgive temporarily.