Bond of Smiling Proud

In autumn, Wen Mu picked up another four or five-year-old child.The child was so hungry that he was only skin and bones in the famine, and collapsed on the side of the mountain road.

Wen Mu carried him back home and took good care of him. It took more than a month of hard work before he slowly improved and regained some energy.

The child said that his father died early and his mother also died in the famine, so he was already an orphan.His father's surname is Yang, and he is the fifth child, so he has always been called Xiao Wu.

Wen Mu asked him if he would like to live with himself.

The child nodded, and responded with red eyes, stretched out his thin arms to wrap around her neck, and gently called her sister.

She gently patted the child's thin and thin back, and a soft light flashed in her bright black eyes.

Xiao Wu is very sensible.After being able to go to the ground, he often helped Wen Mu with some housework.

When she went up the mountain, Xiao Wu would dust, sweep the floor and water the vegetable garden at home.

After she came back, she hurriedly poured water, watched her cook, and helped herself.

When she was reading, she just sat obediently on the bamboo stool beside her, quietly dazed, or ran to the yard to play alone.

Wen Mu was very satisfied.In this world, I finally have a relative who is completely my own.A well-behaved, completely dependent on their own, loved ones.

She set up a trellis in the backyard.I also bought pens and ink and a book table, and put them under the grape trellis. When I am interested, I teach Xiao Wu to read and write.

Bright sunlight fell from the sky.

She held Xiao Wu's hand, exerted a slight force on her wrist, and guided him to write large characters on the spread out paper.

Xiao Wu bit his lip slightly, tilted his head, and watched the black ink winding into square characters, his eyes were full of excitement.

When Dongfang came, he saw such a picture.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on his lips faded two points, "Xiao Mu."

Wen Mu raised his eyes to see him, and was slightly taken aback.

He was wearing a moon-blue long gown, with clear and soft brows, long black hair held up with white jade hairpins, and he was graceful.

It is no longer half coquettish in midsummer.

Come to think of it, the problem is solved.

Thinking of this, she softly told Xiao Wu to go out to play, and then went to meet him.

Dongfang gently stroked her long hair, and said with a slight smile, "It's darker and brighter than before."

She nodded.Rubbing his broad palm unconsciously, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Dongfang was stunned, and his smile deepened, "It seems that Xiao Mu has been doing well in the past few months."

Wen Mu tilted his head to look at him in confusion.He didn't explain, just smiled and touched her cheek lightly, and walked past her into the room.

She lifts her heels up.

Licorice tea was brewed in the teapot to nourish the lungs and relieve dryness. Dongfang poured himself a cup, took a sip, and sighed, "Little Mu's life is still so comfortable."

He raised his eyes to look around the room again, and his eyes fell on the bed and bamboo couch covered with autumn quilts. After a slight concentration, he slowly asked, "That child, do you live with you now?"

Wen Mu nodded, with a smile on his lips unconsciously, "He is my new brother."

Dongfang looked at her slightly raised eyebrows, his eyes softened, and he shook his head helplessly, "You..."

But he didn't say anything anymore.Only the next day, several taciturn men in black were sent over, and it only took half a day to transform the small bamboo house into a spacious one.

They call the East "Deputy Hierarch."

Wen Mu and Xiao Wu stared blankly at the brand new room.

Dongfang smiled and rubbed her head, "I wanted to build it early in the morning, but I just kept a close eye on it, and I was afraid of getting you involved, so it was hard to free up manpower..." He held her wrist again, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to look inside the house?"

She was led by him and pushed open the door, the tip of her nose filled with the fragrance of bamboo.I saw that the room was divided into two rooms, one large and one small.

The big one should be her house.There is a spacious and new bamboo floor under the window, a spacious wooden bed at the other end, and a row of brand-new bookshelves on the wall.

The small room has a bed, a desk, and a small bamboo chair.

The second floor is the attic with two rows of long medicine cabinets.

Xiao Wu touched left happily, looked right, her eyes were shining, but she didn't run around, she just held her sleeves tightly.

The corners of Wen Mu's lips curved slightly, and he said softly, "Thank you. I like it very much."

Dongfang smiled gently.The bright sunlight in the afternoon came in from the window. He was against the light and couldn't see his expression clearly. There was only a pair of black jade-like pupils shining with a gentle and doting light.

Wen Mu heard his gentle voice, which sounded clearly in his ears, "Xiao Mu, I want to take care of you."

At that moment, it was as if a tiny needle had been pierced into her heart.

Her breath faltered for a moment.He lowered his head, unable to tell whether it was joy or resistance.

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