Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Xia Murong drove the boy to bed for the third time, but failed. He stopped washing clothes, "If you have any questions, just ask them directly. After you finish asking, go to bed quickly, and you have to get up early tomorrow."

"Uh, why do you have to get up early and go to school?" Manifesto blinked, but didn't answer the question.

"No, I'm going to set up a stall." Xia Murong replied.Young Master Jiao said that he didn't quite understand, Jin wants to set up a stall?What stall?Does setting up a stall here have the same meaning as what he knows?

"Don't understand? Street stalls always know, have you seen the morning market and night market, have you been to the vegetable market?" Xia Murong said directly, "I don't have much money, and I have to support you now, so you have to be good and don't make trouble for me. .”

Manifesto: ... (⊙o⊙) No money?Don't have money?

Money is really too important. In the past, Young Master Jiao didn't understand the importance of money, but in the past few months, he has fully understood it.Hearing this, Young Master Jiao said that he had received a second blow tonight. He looked eagerly at his tall and majestic benefactor, and did not dare to question too much, so he raised his doubts in a low voice, "Then this house is..."

Xia Murong looked at the house following the boy's gaze, and understood the problem. The child thought the house belonged to him, and he was a rich man?

"This house does not belong to me, nor does it belong to Uncle Xia. It belongs to Uncle Xia's friend's house. But that family has been abroad for a long time, and they only come back to live for about a month during the Chinese New Year every year. Take care of it. After Uncle Xia’s friends knew that Uncle Xia was doing business in the town, they invited him to live here. It’s convenient and well-equipped, so Uncle Xia helped take care of the house for rent. So, you and I are both Thanks to Uncle Xia's blessing to live here, Uncle Xia has to help say hello to the host, understand?"

To put it bluntly, they are helping people to look after the house. Uncle Xia's friends are saving the rent for Uncle Xia. Anyway, the house is big enough, so it's a pity that it is empty.Besides, it's better to leave it to a stranger to manage than a friend, so Uncle Xia agreed.At the beginning of the year, Uncle Xia heard that he was going to the town to go to school when he went home for the New Year, so he found him and brought him here, for which Xia Murong has always been very grateful.

"Oh." Young Master Jiao saw that the benefactor seemed to be in some kind of deep thought, and replied in a low voice, but his small face was slightly wrinkled and he sighed deeply.It seems that his luck is really not as good as that of his mother. It is really troublesome to meet a poor rich man.Pursing his lips, Young Master Jiao raised his head and asked very seriously, "Then if you promised to raise me, does it still count?"

The little sad expression of the child made Xia Murong raise the corners of his mouth slightly, "Hey, can it be counted?" From the beginning to the end, he agreed to raise the child on the premise that he had no money, so he couldn't understand the situation The child has always been the only one, and now the child asks it as if he is the one who will regret it, which is really dumbfounding.

"No." Young Master Jiao continued to answer with a serious face, exhaling, just count.Although the donors should all belong to rich people, if it is Xia Murong, Manifesto feels that even if he has no money, he can bear it.Even though the original intention of agreeing to be adopted is to live a good life, my mother said that there can be other things besides these, and that is the factor that really determines a person's choice.

Going up to hug his poor benefactor, Young Master Jiao kissed the poor benefactor's chin, "I won't despise you, really, I promise you to raise me, I won't regret it, don't worry."

worry about what?Worried that the child will not be allowed to be raised by him?Xia Murong felt that his brain circuit was definitely not on the same plane as the child's, so what happened to the child's words?

"Why? I'm really poor, but I can find you a rich man. You just know that Uncle Xia's friend is very rich." Xia Murong sighed sadly, and lowered his head. Don't look at the child's face.He also didn't understand why he was in such a good mood to have such a naive conversation with this child. If someone else said what the child just said, he would feel that the other party was too ignorant and disdainful. care about.

"But I like you." Young Master Jiao blurted out a little nervously, eager to comfort the sad-looking poor benefactor, but he already said that he would not leave, isn't that enough?Biting his lips, Young Master Jiao made up his mind and tugged at the patron's arm, "Let's go to sleep." After sleeping, everything will be fine, and the patron's mood will also become very good.

"Like me, because I saved you?" Xia Murong didn't move along with the child's strength, and asked while continuing to wash the clothes in his hands, and the child's little underpants were finished.

"Well, but not entirely." Unable to talk to the poor benefactor, Young Master Jiao tried his best to think of words to comfort the poor benefactor, "You are a good person, you are the first person to be kind to me, and everyone who appears in the future will be better than you." Don’t worry about it being yours. Although you are fierce, I’m not afraid, so don’t worry about that.”

That's why he agreed to Xia Murong to raise him. In Young Master Jiao's opinion, the matter of "nurture" is really a big thing that must be treated with caution, so he repeatedly emphasized this matter to show that he really believes in Xia Mu. Rong only agreed.

After thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing to say. Young Master Jiao hugged the poor benefactor's waist and stuck it on the poor benefactor's back. He had seen his mother's benefactor do this to his mother before, and then his mother would easily lean on the poor benefactor's back. On the gold master, his mood improved a little bit.Thinking of this, Young Master Jiao, who was touched to the point of depression, felt sad, what should he do if he is not tall enough for the benefactor to rely on.

It's a pity that the two of them said two things that were wrong with each other. Xia Murong thought that the child was acting like a baby with him, just like ordinary children who are eager to please adults when they say something wrong. Although his child is not too young , but seems to be quite coquettish.Xia Murong's heart softened a little. To be honest, this is the first time a child has acted like a baby with him so intimately, even though he has several younger brothers and sisters.

Because of this blond hair, overly three-dimensional facial features, and relatively sharp facial lines, let alone a child, his peers don't like him very much.In the countryside, his appearance has always been classified as heterogeneous, but it is much better in the town, and there are everyone in the night market, and his appearance is nothing at all.And although this child was quite afraid of him at the beginning, he has always stuck to him for a moment. Xia Murong didn't want to admit that his decision to raise this child had a lot to do with this, but this Is the truth.

"Well, I got it, I don't worry anymore." Xia Murong wrung out the clothes and took them to the balcony. After thinking about it, he turned on the dryer extravagantly. The child has no clean clothes to wear, just this time.Young Master Jiao hung on the poor benefactor all the way back to the room and lay down on the bed again. He couldn't help but rolled around on the soft bed with the soft pillow in his arms. Comfortable bed too.

Xia Murong was about to turn off the lights, when he saw the child who was rolling happily just now suddenly stopped moving, and his thin shoulders trembled invisibly.Xia Murong patted the child's shoulder, and the child lowered his head even more tightly. He turned the child around unceremoniously, and what he saw was the crying little face when he met for the first time last night. The flushed Young Master Jiao is gone.

"Why are you crying?" Xia Murong caught a tear from the boy with his fingertips, not understanding why the boy could cry so much, "You are a boy..."

As soon as he started, Xia Murong's voice stopped, can't boys cry?He himself did it like this, he was very tired, and he still demanded that this charming young master should be the same as him?Frowning, Xia Murong still said, "Boys don't cry so much, they won't grow tall."

With a sound of "whoosh", Young Master Jiao's crying stopped instantly, but the tears were still dripping down, "Really? Is he tall?" Young Master Jiao felt that the problem was serious. Told him this?No wonder he is so short, it turns out that he has cried too much since he was a child, so he has to hold back.

"Well, really. But it's not that you can't cry at all. From now on, you can just cry in front of me and you'll be fine. You have to hold back at other times, understand?" Xia Murong wiped the boy's tears and gave restrictions.

With a "crash", Young Master Jiao's tears burst again, uh, fortunately, it will be fine if you just cry in front of this person from now on.The sobbing young master Jiao naturally nestled into the arms of the poor benefactor, and he couldn't forget to ask, "Then will it grow here?" Envious.

"Ah, um, yes." Xia Murong comforted, thinking that the boy's habit is not good, "Don't disturb other people's place in the future, it's impolite."

"Well, don't let anyone else go." Young Master Jiao agreed without any objection, but he didn't let go of the hand he held. The poor benefactor is not someone else, he is taking care of him, and he wants to accompany the person who sleeps with him.

Xia Murong: "..."

There is really no way to take children, Xia Murong gave up worrying about this issue, they are all men, and it is not a big problem to say that it is broken. "Why are you crying?" Seeing that the boy was in a much calmer mood, Xia Murong turned off the light, lay down with the boy in his arms, and asked.

"Wuuuuu, I miss my mother." Once settled down, the silence of the night makes it easy to miss, the soft pillows and the soft bed, the hard-chested but good benefactor, and the comfortable young master Jiao. I couldn't help but burst into tears.If only his mother was still there, he would tell his mother that he had also found a benefactor to "support" him, and he would not have to follow her to eat and drink and be disgusted.

"Your mother will miss you too."

"Ah."

"do not Cry."

"Ah."

"Go to sleep, don't forget to get up early tomorrow."

"Well, then kiss one."

"..."