Chapter 19 fourth quarter

"Hey, what's the matter with your sister?" After breakfast, while Zhen Xun went to the dressing room to turn on the washing machine, Wu Ze quietly asked Ba Xun, the voice of the old iron instructing Kantaro how to wash the dishes came from the direction of the kitchen. "What's going on?" Baxun was sitting cross-legged in front of the low table, drinking instant coffee after dinner, she raised her unpainted eyebrows, seemingly puzzled. "Suddenly got into my quilt last night." Last night, because Lao Tie's snoring sound was close at hand, Wu Ze almost didn't fall asleep.Early this morning, Zhenxun crawled out of the quilt next to him and went up to the second floor. Wu Ze finally returned to his bed and took a nap. A look of sudden realization.

"No wonder I didn't find her last night. I woke up once and saw that she wasn't there. I thought it was strange at the time. It turned out that she was at Lao Wu's side." "What do you mean it's here with me... Isn't this too strange? No matter how loud Kantaro's snoring is, there's no reason why he suddenly got under my quilt, right?" Although Wu Ze had a bitter face, Ya Xun didn't seem to find anything strange. "Uncle control, this child is." Uncle control, Wu Ze followed up and repeated.Baxun nodded and said, "Yes, uncle control."

"And the control is very extreme. When watching TV and movies, the kid only watches the ones starring the uncle. Horror movies and the like. The CD also only listens to the uncle singing." Baxun cited many specific "uncle" names.Among them, there are both acting school and idol school. There are quite a variety of types, but they are indeed getting older. "The kid who stole money was all from the uncle. It's hard to say if he deliberately wanted to make the uncle angry and be forgiven by the uncle... Because you see, she has never experienced these things—so, last night was just Sleeping with Lao Wu, right? Didn’t do anything strange, did he?”

"Definitely." Baxun raised the mug to his lips, and said vaguely: "The kid wants to regard Lao Wu as his father." "Who is your father?" "I don't remember the appearance at all, but somehow I have a very huge impression. There seem to be very few words in my memory..." "That's completely different from me. I'm not tall, and I basically eat with one mouth." "I don't know about that. It's probably a feeling. Anyway, that child knows less about her father than I do. When my father left, she was still a little kid after all."

Baxun put down the mug, looked down at the slight heat coming out of the mug, and said in a different tone: "Compared to the real father, Lao Wu is much better, I think." "What's the meaning?" With a bang, Baxun slammed the mug on the table. "I still can't forgive my father. My mother worked so hard just because my father left. In the end, I was forced to death by the creditor." "Ah...it seems so, I heard." Wu Ze couldn't help lowering his head. "We didn't get along very well with our mother. There was no money at home, and we didn't even have a laugh—we always saw women who were struggling for life, anxious, sighing, and getting thinner. There was no such thing as a mother. that feeling."

Baxun looked at Wu Ze with a smile.Wu Ze turned his face away and crossed his arms.The spring sun shines in through the window and sprinkles on the legs of the low table. "Since I was in primary school, I have basically stopped talking to my mother. Why is my family like this, why is there no father at home, and why my mother's eyes are always so scary. I have been thinking about these issues. Then, because I couldn't figure it out after much deliberation, so I just stopped talking. I didn't talk until I got home from school and went to bed..." "Are both people like this? You and your sister?"

Hachiro thought for a while, then shook his head. "Zhen Xun is different. That kid likes to laugh and talks a lot with his mother. He's very outgoing." "Because it's usually because the younger sister is closer to the mother." The older sister, who is seven years older, felt the strangeness of her home, but there was nothing she could do about it but gave up, and decided to keep silent; while the younger sister, because she was still naive, was able to live a happy life without thinking too much.Is it like this—— It would be wrong to think so. "It's the exact opposite." Yahiro said, looking away, "That child is acting. Every day is acting. She is thinking that as long as she is happy, the family will be happy—no, It’s not right to say it’s acting. All in all, that child is building her own world. I know this anyway. But there’s no way to tell the truth. She would be too pitiful if she said it.”

Baxun blinked hard several times, then turned to look at Wu Ze. "That child stealing money is her vocation. I think, at the end, before the moment when she reached out to steal the money, Zhen Xun didn't think she was lying or acting. Yes. She made up a story-like world, and then devoted herself wholeheartedly into it, so ordinary people will never see through it." Indeed, Wu Ze didn't realize that she was a thief until he saw her take the wallet out of the other's coat pocket during the "funny police" incident. "Old Wu, you'd better be careful, don't be fooled by that kid."

When Wu Zezheng didn't know what to answer, Baxun laughed. "It's too late to be careful now. I've been cheated by her." "Cheated—me?" Baxun nodded, and drank the coffee in one gulp. "Although Guan Guan looks like that, he doesn't actually snore."