After the young master died of leukemia, Mr. Lu went crazy

When I got up in the morning, it was sunny outside and there was still wet soil on the ground. I fell asleep listening to the sound of rain last night. The kitten Xiaotuan was scared by the thunder and hid in his bed, crawling on his stomach to sleep. His belly was as warm as a hot water bottle coaxing.

When he got up and opened the window, the cold wind from outside blew in, making him shiver.

At this time, the kitten jumped off the bed and rubbed around his feet, meowing in a baby voice.

Lin Xi picked up the plush toy and threw it to her to play with, twisting her fat body and having fun there.

The round toy will be pushed and rolled by the kitten from time to time, and it will be chased all over the room in a short while.

Lin Xi picked up the kitten, put it in her arms, and walked out to the balcony.

There is a rocking chair and a thick blanket, sitting on it and looking at the scenery outside, from here you can directly see the Erhai Lake not far away.

The weather is good today, and the water surface is golden. Children from door to door come out to visit, wearing new clothes and frolicking in the street, and every house has posted couplets.

The cat in his arms felt the emotion of its owner, rubbed its small head against Lin Xi's chin, brushed its soft fur, and looked down, its eyes softened a lot.

"Why is the little guy so fond of acting like a baby?" Scratching its chin, it made a comfortable purring sound, and the cute heart melted.

"Can I give you a name? Emmm, what's your name?" She pinched the little guy's fleshy pink paws.

"Small gray?"

The kitten "meowed" and pulled out its little paw.

"Yo, don't you like it? Forgot that you are a blue cat." Lin Xi frowned and thought for a while: "Or is it called Xiaohua?"

"Meow!" He patted his hand to express his dissatisfaction.

"Don't you like it? Then I'm thinking about it."

Seeing that it was getting late, he started to make lunch. He took care of the breakfast casually. He bought the ingredients a few days ago. He planned to make a chicken soup, and then fried a few side dishes. He took out the casserole and put chicken nuggets, condiments, and shiitake mushrooms. , simmered on high heat, then simmered on low heat for half an hour, carried the cat to the living room to watch TV, during which the aroma spread to the living room, and after more than an hour, the chicken was stewed deliciously and softly, and the tip of the tongue was full of fresh taste, The kitten was so greedy that he barked and acted like a baby. If it wasn't for the kitten's inability to eat, he could hardly bear it and would have to feed it.

Because the chicken soup is too hot, I didn’t put it in the refrigerator, but put it outside, so it won’t go bad in the cold winter. He doesn’t know what’s going on recently, his mind is always distracted, and his memory is not good. In the end, the fire ignited directly. Fortunately, I finally reacted and put the lid on the pot, otherwise it would be dangerous if there was a fire.

He took out the minced meat for the kitten and poured the goat milk that the cat could drink into the cat bowl. The little guy ran over and buried the cat's face in it, as if he hadn't eaten for a few days .

His current life is very ordinary and boring, but he feels satisfied and doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with it.

Lying in the rocking chair, looking at the sky, he doesn't like winter, he likes summer, because summer is the season when sunflowers bloom, a large area is golden, summer is a season of vitality, winter is too cold.

He felt that time passed so slowly, and he didn't know if he could see the sunflowers next year.

Button button, knock button, opened the door, Wang Anmu stood outside the door, said with a smile: "Grandma asked me to invite you to have a New Year's Eve dinner together."

"No need, you guys can eat." How could he, an outsider, go to someone else's house for dinner during the Chinese New Year?

Unexpectedly, Wang Anmu grabbed his hand and dragged him out, saying, "No, grandma gave me a death order. If I didn't call you down, she would beat me up. It hurts her to beat someone!"

Lin Xi pursed her lips and said helplessly, "Let me go first, can I go down by myself?"

Resolutely let go of the grasping hand, picked up the curious kitten by the door, and nodded his nose: "Take you away together, I'm not afraid that your father won't come."

Lin Xi shook her head. There was nothing she could do about this childish person. How could she feel that taking the cat away would be all right?

Grandma Wang was still working in the kitchen. When she heard the door open, she poked her head out of the kitchen, with a warm smile on her face: "Xiao Lin is here, you sit down quickly, there is one more dish."

Lin Xi was sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV series without squinting, not daring to move, as if the opposite was not a TV series, but his enemy.

"Puff haha, Lin Xi, your expression is too funny, right? Don't be so nervous, just be your own home."

Lin Xi also reacted, feeling that she was too serious, her face turned red, and she was a little embarrassed to be laughed at.

"What are you doing?!" Grandma Wang came over with the food, "You bullied Xiao Lin again?"

Why did Lin Xi stand up and explain: "No grandma, he didn't bully me."

"Grandma, do you think your grandson is a bully again?"

"You and I don't know yet! Go up the tree to dig out bird eggs, go down to the river to fish for fish!" As he spoke, he patted him lightly, beckoning him to sit down and eat.

There was a table full of dishes, and Lin Xi didn't feel ashamed to pick up the dishes, she only picked up the ones in front of her. Grandma Wang saw it, picked up a serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his bowl: "Come and eat more, look at how thin you are." Yes, how distressed my parents were when they saw it."

Lin Xi paused for a moment with his chopsticks, and then said nonchalantly, "I don't have parents."

The other two were stunned, there was silence at the dinner table, and the atmosphere fell into embarrassment.

"It's hard for you." Grandma Wang sighed. At this age, people like to be sentimental. If I knew it, I wouldn't mention it. It makes people and children think of sad things.

"got used to."

The phrase "get used to it" made Grandma Wang feel even more distressed. She didn't know what to say, so she could only hold his hand to comfort her.

Lin Xi already felt indifferent, not to mention being sad, after all, he had already been sad, and he didn't feel much anymore, and he knew that this kind old man had nothing to do with it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was going to be awkward again, Wang Anmu raised the topic, and the sad atmosphere was finally over. After eating, the three of them sat around on the sofa and watched the Spring Festival Gala. Wrinkles are bent into the arc of a smiling face.

The atmosphere in front of him was so warm and beautiful, a sincere smile appeared on Lin Xi's face, the kitten nestled in Wang Anmu's arms and played with its tail.

The three of them followed the host's countdown to the New Year and greeted the New Year together. As the last number fell, the sound of salutes and fireworks sounded outside, and the colorful fireworks lit up half of the sky, which continued endlessly.

"Here comes the New Year's red envelope, good luck." Grandma Wang took out two red envelopes and gave one to Wang Anmu and the other to him.

He didn't expect that he had it too, holding the red envelope in his hand, he was at a loss.

Since he was a child, no one has given him a red envelope except his grandma.

Tonight gave him too much touch and warmth. Being alone in a foreign country, the little kindness brought to him by others is enough for people to recall in the future, and he still feels heartwarming and moving.

Grandma Wang: "Just accept it, this is the kindness from the elders to the younger generation, and you have to accept it."

And the people in another city, sitting on the ground, looking at the huge French windows in front of them and looking at the dark night outside, said softly: "Happy New Year."

There were countless wine bottles behind him, and a tragic expression appeared on his face.The whole body exudes decadence and despair.

At this moment, he seemed to be isolated and forgotten by the world.