This is a nurturing essay

"Today's theme is reading, and by the way, learn the language of flowers."

Lu Yu placed the books that he had given to Osamu Dazai on the carpet one by one.

Some are bilingual in Chinese and Japanese, and some are pure Chinese.

Osamu Dazai huddled in the blanket: "I can't, I don't know Zhonghuawen."

"It's okay, Xiao Zhi is a genius, I'll read it to Xiao Zhi, and Xiao Zhi will remember it, right?" Lu Yu smiled and raised the "Journey to the West" in his hand.

How did you know? ?Osamu Dazai, who felt that he hadn't exposed this before, was confused.

In fact, he is not sure, but Lu Yu, who tried his best to think of the child in the direction of greatness: ...It's amazing, it can really be done.

"Reading is a very interesting thing, Xiao Zhi." Lu Yu rubbed the book gently, "What is contained in the book may be a strange story that is unknown in a corner of reality, or it may be a mysterious story that only exists in the author's mind. The world. But no matter what kind of book, it can reflect the soul of the author.”

"The author's... soul?"

"Yes." Lu Yu shoved the "Journey to the West" into Osamu Dazai's hands, "Many times, people may not find answers or like-minded people in reality, but they can through books.

"Moving a person's soul through words and resonating with them is the magic of books.

"I hope that Xiaozhi can encounter words that can move you."

Osamu Dazai held the "Journey to the West" without opening it.

"I want to read the book written by Liuliu."

"My work is not suitable for you to read now." Lu Yu shook his head, "But if you complete the requirements, I will show it to you-don't think about smuggling, I will keep an eye on you."

Ok.

Osamu Dazai is cute: "What task?"

Lu Yu raised the notebook at hand: "This."

It was one of the gifts Lu Yu gave Dazai Zhi before, and Dazai Zhi hadn't had time to check it carefully.

"I hope you can write a little bit of the day's harvest on it every day, which is equivalent to writing a diary. If you don't want to write, don't write. The length is not important, but you must write the truth——

"I promise you, I won't peek. So you can write down how you really feel—you won't lie to yourself, will you?"

Lu Yu solemnly stuffed the notebook into Dazai Zhi's arms, and then held up a piece of colorful colored paper at his hand.

This is a white cardboard with many small grids.The surrounding area is decorated with colored paper cut into various shapes, and a vivid little black cat with iris eyes is drawn in the corner.

At first glance, it was made by Lu Yu himself.

Osamu Dazai was puzzled every day, why Lu Yu could secretly prepare all kinds of things when he stayed together every day.

"Every time you write an article, you can draw a small expression in a grid. Happy is a smiling face, unhappy is a crying face, or other expressions you can think of. When you fill this paper, I will satisfy you. Require."

Osamu Dazai said, "Isn't this an exclusive trick for adults to coax children? I saw it at school."

"Xiaozhi is also a child. You should have what other children have."

No matter how talented Osamu Dazai is, he is only a nine-year-old child.A genius like Ranpo Edogawa, who grew up happily in the countryside and thinks he's an idiot.

Genius is never a reason to deprive a child of his childhood.

"Since I promised not to read your diary, all this is based on your honesty. Xiao Zhi, I believe in you."

Lu Yu also stuffed the paper in the past.Osamu Dazai, who was holding several things, couldn't even wrap himself in the blanket, so he could only show a blank expression.

"Is it possible to ask for anything?"

"As long as I can."

Osamu Dazai looked down at the ordinary paper.There are twenty small grids on it, which seem to be easy to fill.

After a long time, he showed a small smile: "Brother Liuliu, wait until you wear women's clothing."

Lu Yu: "..."

This request was beyond my expectation.

As expected of you, Xiaotu Zaizhi.

He remained expressionless: "Let's talk about it when the time comes. Now, let's do today's reading. I'll read a kind of Hua Wen for you."

Osamu Dazai agreed listlessly: "Hi..."

Even Osamu Dazai, who is curious about everything unknown, hates studying.

The two sat side by side, and Lu Yu began to tell Osamu Dazai about Journey to the West.

"This is a famous ancient mythological novel in Huahua Kingdom. I bought you a condensed translation. I will give you the original book after you can master Huahuawen proficiently."

The biggest problem in this world is literature!The writers are all fighting, who will write the book!Even if the flower-growing country is basically unaffected, there is still not enough spiritual food!

Aunt Rowling, where are you?Hurry up and write your magical Harry Potter series!I also want to find an owl to send him a letter from Hogwarts on Xiaozhi's 11th birthday! !

Fortunately, there is also the omnipotent Journey to the West.

In Lu Yu's gentle voice, Osamu Dazai was gradually attracted by the worldview in the book and began to listen to the story carefully.

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After reading in the morning, Lu Yu went to the kitchen to cook.

Osamu Dazai sat at the desk, holding a pen, and looked at the notebook for a long time, but didn't write down a single word.

reward?what harvest?Did monkeys jump out of rocks?

It's so annoying, or I'll just draw a crying face in the grid, anyway, Liuliu doesn't know.How foolish to believe me.

Or write "Liu Liu is a fool" in the diary?

Osamu Dazai twisted and turned on the chair, his mind was full of random thoughts, but his body honestly refused to take the grid paper and really draw anything.

"Come out for dinner, Xiaozhi!"

Lu Yu's distant shouts rescued Osamu Dazai from his entanglement.

Stop writing, go eat first!

Osamu Dazai quickly jumped off the chair, ran out of the room, and rushed to the restaurant downstairs.

Lunch is crab roe soup dumpling and crab porridge.It was fresh blue crab sent by Lu Yu.

Long live crabs!

Today Lu Yu only occupied Dazai Zhi for half a day, leaving the remaining half day to the child himself.

While at Tsushima's house, Osamu Dazai was asked to take a nap.Since he refused to sleep at night, naps became his best way to replenish sleep.

But Osamu Dazai, who is full of sleep at night, does not need a nap!He is so energetic that he can run three laps around the house!

After washing the dishes with his childish brother, Osamu Dazai returned to his den and closed the door.

After hesitating symbolically for three seconds at the study materials on the desk, Osamu Dazai fell into the beanbag sofa, covered himself with the fluffy blanket that Lu Yu brought earlier, and turned on the handheld game console.

Let's play games!

Super Mario!Pokémon!Great!

Lu Yu, who was far away in his study, had no idea that the cat cub he had raised so hard was about to develop into a waste cat.

The new book he was expected to write was not moved at all, but he was writing something else with a smile on his aunt.

——"Dazai Osamu Development Plan"

I want to raise a Guangmingzai that does not commit suicide or wrap itself in bandages!

The good brother is hard at writing, and the protagonist Osamu Dazai who has been cultivated by him expresses——

Mario is so much fun!