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Over there, two little girls were huddled together happily, and he was lying across the corridor, watching them.

Occasionally, when Qingqing brought delicious food to Wenyou, she would share some with him.

Even Wen You, who never liked boys approaching them, gradually acquiesced to his presence.

Shi Xi is a witness to their happiness.

How can he not be considered as the child raised by Wen You and Qing Qing?

The little boy held the grapes in his hand with a conflicted expression on his face.

He really wanted to take them home for his brother to eat, but he was afraid that his brother would chop the grapes and cook them with the rice.

Oh, I feel so sad and don’t know what to do.

The two little girls gathered over there noticed his sad look, and after whispering a few words, Wen You called him over to play.

Shi Xi stopped hesitating for a moment. He put the grapes away, obediently pulled his chair over, and sat down next to Wen You. He was very sensible and didn't even touch Wen You's table.

No wonder little Wenyou accepted him.

Qingqing was at the innermost part, still holding her little fish in her hand. She looked over with her big round eyes and asked with concern.

"Shixi, are you going to have surgery soon?"

I seem to remember Shi Xi telling them, but I don’t remember it clearly.

The little boy nodded, not showing any impatience at all, and told them the story again.

"My brother said he would take me for surgery in half a month. If I recover well, I will be able to walk normally."

"oh oh."

The little girl withdrew her gaze, nodded seriously, looked dazed, and then she continued.

"I wish you a successful operation."

Shi Xi lowered his head happily and whispered thank you to Qingqing.

The last time he talked to Qingqing, maybe he chose a bad time. Qingqing was talking to Wen You at the time, so she didn't notice him at all, let alone say any words of blessing to him, so he was still very disappointed that day.

But today Qingqing wished him a successful operation, and he was no longer disappointed.

Children's happiness is so simple.

The two little girls each held a small fish in their hands, and Shi Xi couldn't help but look at them several times.

After realizing this, Qingqing thought for a moment, then asked him softly, "Shixi, do you want it?"

When the other person looked over, she explained, "This was made by my uncle. I can ask him to make one for you, but he can't make the little fish. The little fish is only for me and Sister Wenyou."

What the little girl wanted to say was that Xiaoyu belonged only to her and Wen You.

Wen You was very happy to hear this.

Shi Xi was silent for a while. Although he had a premonition that this would happen, he still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"You can choose other animals, cats and dogs are fine. My uncle is very good at making up anything."

Being able to weave such beautiful little gadgets is considered super impressive in the eyes of children.

This was what the little girl said, not knowing that her uncle had been sent away by her grandfather.

The boy looked at the little fish in Wen You's hand with disappointment, and squeezed it tighter with his fingertips.

He actually wanted Xiaoyu's too.

But he didn't want Xiaoyu either, he just wanted to be like Qingqing.

Shi Xi knew that he couldn't say this because due to his living environment, he had been extremely sensitive since he was a child.

He knew that once he told them, it would put Wen You and Qing Qing in a very difficult position, and he might even lose two friends.

Since he couldn't be the same as Qingqing, he didn't want it, because he didn't want Qingqing's uncle to waste time making up a story for him, as people might think he was too troublesome.

So Shi Xi shook his head and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Qingqing, I don't want it."

But then he thought of something else, and his depressed mood disappeared.

The little boy blinked, raised his face, and asked Qingqing cautiously.

"My brother can use a knife to cut fruit into pretty little animal shapes. If you like little fish, I can let him do it."

After saying this, he looked at Qingqing expectantly. Two seconds later, perhaps realizing that his expression was too obvious, he hurriedly lowered his head.

But even so, he was still looking forward to it in his heart. If Qingqing said she wanted it, he would ask her brother to carve out a lot of them.

The little girl was stunned when she heard this question, as if she had thought of something. She moved closer and asked him softly.

"Is it like a bunny or a puppy?"

"Correct!"

The little boy's dark pupils brightened a little, and he looked expectant and shy.

Qingqing was about to say that with her soft and polite personality, she would definitely thank him.

How should he answer then?

Unexpectedly, the words he wanted to hear did not appear.

The little girl just said "oh" thoughtfully, and then looked uninterested.

"It's small animal fruit. I have plenty at home."

After saying this, she leaned close to Wen You and asked softly, "Sister Wen You, do you have any at home?"

Wen You nodded and said yes.

In the past, the servants in the family would make fruits into the shapes of small animals in order to coax them to eat more fruits. Wen You was tired of seeing it, so he didn't say anything just now.

The two little girls continued chatting about this topic, and didn't notice the boy next to the table had a look of shock on his face.

The little girl's voice was childish and soft, but it was very touching at this moment.

"The buns at my house come in many different shapes and are so cute!"

Hearing this, Shi Xi pursed her lips silently, and her dark eyes moved.

Alas, then he would have nothing left at home.

Qingqing, who was chatting with Wen You, suddenly noticed that his expression was very depressed. After thinking for a moment, the little girl kindly comforted him.

She found a topic, "Shixi, your brother can make cute little animals, and his cooking must be delicious."

The chef in her family cooks delicious food, and the chef in Wen You’s sister’s family also cooks delicious food, which has formed a stereotype for the little girl.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, the little boy's expression became even more depressed.

Not wanting to lie to Qingqing, he slowly uttered, "My brother's cooking is not tasty at all."

He became malnourished because he ate the food cooked by his brother.

After he finished speaking, Wen You, who had been silent the whole time, seemed to have his attention drawn and looked over with a puzzled look on his face.

"That shouldn't be the case. If your brother's knife skills are good, then he must have been cooking for a long time. My mother said practice makes perfect, so your brother's cooking shouldn't be that bad."

The little girl next to her didn’t quite understand, but it didn’t matter. It was enough for her to firmly support Sister Wen You.

She was like Wen You's own supporting role, "Yes, yes, Sister Wen You is right."

Both of their eyes fell on him. Shi Xi looked at them a little embarrassedly, and his tone was very sincere.

"I'm telling the truth. He's not a good cook, but he cuts things very quickly and beautifully."

"Okay, then he might be better at using knives..." Wen You said without thinking too much.

Shi Xi sighed softly. His brother was a man who was good at carving food into flowers and then making them into a lump.

Take the essence and turn it into dregs.